My Poor Little Boy

My poor little boy has a blackeye.

We had to eat dinner at Raquel's Wednesday night, which is another whole post in itself, but anyways, Mason was running through her kitchen and tripped over his feet and went flying into the corner of the bottom of the stove. I felt so bad because I was right there drying my hands and watched the whole thing happen and couldn't stop it.

By the time I picked him up it was already swollen and starting to turn purple. These photos were taken Thursday morning. Thankfully the eye doesn't look as bad today.

I felt so bad that I let my son eat cookies for breakfast.

He couldn't even open it all the way. Poor little kid.
I know who could say no to this little face anyways. Takes away some of the guilt.

Poison Control

So, this morning I was doing some laundry because I'm going down home today and I'm all organized like that. Well, Mason comes into the bathroom with the Orange GLO bottle.
Yep, the little brat had squirted some in his mouth. He didn't actually swallow any of it but it was enough to make him start pucking.
I start panicking and call poison control and they told me he would be okay and that he threw up because it leaves a very bitter taste in the mouth. That I should just give him something to drink and to watch him for awhile to make sure he doesn't start throwing up again and aspirate.
I think he took 10 years off my life.
Well that was until he got in another cabinet and tried the apple cider vinegar.
I'm thinking about putting him in a bubble.
On a really good note he went pee and poop in the potty all morning and refused to put a diaper on at all.

9 days

How can it possibly be just 9 days? Mason is turning into a little boy right before my eyes. I can't believe it.



I think I'll stay in denial for a couple years longer. I waited so long to have him that I'm not giving up without a fight. I don't care if he does become a 'momma's boy'.

Not even two and already breaking windows.

Might I add; breaking windows on Daddy's time.

No Excuses!

I have no good excuses for my lack of blogging. Well you know other than the hormonal bitchiness that has become my life lately.

The Metformin seems to be doing its job. Thankfully! Now if I could only remember to take it at the same time everyday... I've now got it in my phone on a daily reminder, annoying but it works.

Last week I bought Photoshop Elements 7 and have been playing around with it a little bit. I don't generally have time to get on the computer very much anymore with the weather starting to get nice. So needless to say I haven't been getting much sleep.

It rained all weekend so we are inside today. Thank God for tv and IPTV. My little boy is trying to drive me nuts. Literally.

Mason thinks it is great fun to throw tantrums at my feet. He doesn't even have to be in trouble or told no for this to happen. Nope it could be something stupid innocent like his car falling off the table, or my favorite, Hyde sniffing his little monkey. I know some of you are thinking so just walk out of the room. I do and guess what the little boy just picks himself up giggles and follows me to the other room and proceeds to continue throwing his tantrum at my feet.

I seriously doubt there is any of me in him. He is just a little replica of his father. It is on days like today that I have to check my sanity.

I don't think Austin will be letting me go to Best Buy alone anymore. I went in to buy Photoshop and came out with photoshop and a new tv for the kitchen. I have been thinking about a new tv for awhile and my tv fund finally got bit enough. It is a miracle it did because I kept taking out of it for my photography purchases.

I decided the tv in the kitchen didn't have to be anything special. Basically able to change volume and channel was enough so I got in on a pretty good sale. I had to do something because my old tv would no longer turn off and was starting to smell if it was on for more than 20 minutes.

With the left over tv money and what I had in my photography account I had more than enough to buy my new lens that should be here on Friday. FRIDAY!! I should have enough to get my flash by the end of May.

Austin was a little worried about my timeline. Ha! I might have neglected to tell him that he was getting paid 3 times in May. If he gets paid 3 times in May then so do I. Amazing how that works out. I get 75 in fun money out of his pay check and then all of my checks in May go to fun money. If he was that concerned about it he would just take over the budget. I don't see that happening so he will just have to get over it.

I have to work tonight. Our assistant Manager quit last night. Our manager is a nut job and she got fed up and just quit. He had better not have changed my schedule. I am not even digging him out of this mess. Someone else can have the hours.

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Every once in a while my son will come close to the office door and bend over. I was pondering this because he doesn't actually come over and look in. Nope he is going to that specific spot for a reason.

I looked out the door and there is a little bag of Cheetos. My husband had some Cheetos last night before supper in a little sandwich baggie and he evidently didn't finish them or put them away. (I know huge surprise) My son instead of taking the whole bag with him into the living room is coming and just getting one at a time.

I really need to get on my husband about not putting stuff away. This is what my son did yesterday...

Yes that is a whole new box of Cheerios. My husband didn't forgot to put away after he ate breakfast.

Where was I you ask. Well I was in the shower. I know I shouldn't be allowed anytime away from my child. I usually stick him in the highchair with a snack but he had fallen asleep watching CARS (he loves this movie) so I thought I had enough time before he woke up again. I would have too if the stupid hairless mutt Hyde hadn't gotten out of the bathroom and woke Mason up by jumping in the chair. My stupid hairless mutt sweet little dog can't get a normal door open even if it is ajar but has figured out the sliding pocket door on the bathroom. Go figure.

That isn't quite how I remember it...

So I reread the post I put up yesterday and I have to say that that isn't exactly how I remember it happening. I know hard to believe. Here is how it really happened.
We are in the awesome green truck. I am in the middle, Mason is on the passenger side all bundled up and in his car seat, Austin is driving. I knew this would be an adventure when Austin had to go back to his parents garage and grab the 2x4 block of wood that keeps his door shut. It is always a tight fit in the truck when we are all three in there because of the car seat and gear shift, this time we were really lucky and had the dog with us also. Hyde couldn't sit on my lap because of the gear shifter so he had to settle for Mason's lap. This made Mason really happy. I was hoping that Mason would sleep on the way home but the truck is too loud and he was too excited after he realized that Hyde 'wanted' to sit on his lap.
After we got all settled we were off to try to get out of the driveway. This might be where I suggested for the first time that maybe we should just walk back to the house and stay the night. Austin looks at me like I am crazy so I smile sweetly and say 'It was just a suggestion that I now realize was stupid.' Austin actually laughs. At me. I couldn't believe it.
About halfway down the drive we encounter a drift that easily covers the tires and is longer than the truck. We get about halfway through it and the back end of the truck starts to slide sideways but I don't say anything. We make it through finally and I am sure I just had a heart attack and we aren't even to the highway yet.
At this point I am thinking this could be interesting but at least it isn't too cold out for the walk back. I know I really played the 'good wife' and trusted my husband to get home in one piece.
We get to the highway and it looks clear so I am thinking that the road maintainers have been out and cleared the roads. Then we get to the top of the next hill and I know better. The road is covered in snow in areas and where it isn't you can see the snow blowing across it. About half a mile down the road we run into the first big drift. I am surprised that the truck doesn't have any problems getting through it. I say to Austin 'What is the strategy for getting through those? Speed.' He looks at me, smiles and says 'Nope. I didn't have you pressing my foot down on the accelerator.' I was speechless. I might have been wondering if I heard him wrong or something. Needless to say I didn't say anything back and made a mental note to ask him about it later. That is when we come across the biggest snow drift of the night so far.
We are coming up on this thing and Austin isn't slowing down so I look at him and he is smiling. A little excited type smile. I say quickly and a little frenzied 'Aren't you going to go around that thing.' (the last of which was said in such in a high pitch that I think only the dog heard it) as we hit this monstrous drift. To me it felt as though we had hit a brick wall. I closed my eyes vowing to myself not to open them again until we get home.
I didn't keep this resolve very long.
I had a moment to think about it and decided that I wanted to know what was coming. I open my eyes and it is like I am in some kind of nightmare. We are just getting through the drift and Austin starts laughing and says 'Don't you just love that feeling. Like a roller coaster where your stomach falls out the bottom.' and laughs again. Mason being awake is loving every minute of this. He has become a mimic lately and even if he doesn't know why you are laughing will start laughing with you. I feel as though I am surrounded by two laughing idiots that are taking me on some crazy ride down some redneck rabbit hole.
Again I am sure that he has just taken 10 years off my life. I am sweating and starting to feel queasy I ask him if we can roll down a window a little bit. I must have looked green because my husband who has an aversion to anything cold didn't hesitate to roll the window down.
The next mile or so was okay as were in the valley between hills. We come to the top of the next hill and I am sure this is where we are going to die. I don't think there is anything worse than this feeling. We are at the top of a hill where we encounter a couple of medium sized drifts but I don't notice them. I am frozen in fear of what is to come.
You see at the top of the next hill is a stop sign and what looks like a huge white wall. Austin asks me if I can see any headlights coming from either of the other directions and I can't so that is what I tell him. I still don't know if this was a bad idea or not. All of a sudden (I say all of a sudden because to me it feels like time has stood still) Austin punches the gas. I get a little frantic and grab his arm and say what the crap are you doing? Again he smiles. A little sardonic smile. I want to just slap him. For a split second I think it is my imagination and that we aren't speeding up but no luck. We hit that drift and I knew we weren't going to be stopping for that stop sign.
Austin and Mason start laughing again and are having a great old time. I feel as though I am going to throw up. I am sweating and dizzy and I think I taste bile in the back of my mouth. I don't know if it was my imagination or not but it felt like we were spinning and the walls were closing in on me.
Next thing I know Austin has pulled over and is asking me if I need to throw up. All I could do was ask him to roll down the window to give me some fresh air. He informs me that the window has been down for the last 3 miles. I tell him that I get by and just to get me home. He informs me that the worst is over. All I am thinking at this point is liar.
The next couple of miles are uneventful because it is flat ground so there aren't any big drifts. We are coming up on the second stop sign and I see that the intersection is drifted fairly bad. I also notice that my husband isn't slowing down and we have to take a right at the stop sign. At this point he notices that I am quiet and ask if I am okay. I am thinking great how sick do I look.
I yell at him tell him that I am fine. We barely get through the intersection and there is a huge drift. (there is a house close to the intersection and the wind blowing around their wind break causes a drift all the time.) I hadn't seen this particular spot drift that bad before. Austin tells me to brace myself. I really start to panic at this point. Austin being the ever observant one notices this and tells me that he has a shovel and it isn't likely that we would rollover if we happened to go into the ditch. Didn't that just make me feel better. Ha.
I don't know how it happened but I had a moment of clarity. A brief moment but a moment non the less. I look at him and say that is okay because if you really want to live to see another day if you at any point think we won't make it through one of these drifts you will pull over and walk home and get the chains and then come back and get our asses. Understood.' He didn't even blink but turned pale and agreed. We only encountered a couple of little drifts and one big one the rest of the way. The big one though we had to drive on the wrong side of the road where other people had driven through it. I was just glad it had some tracks through it unlike the other ones we encountered.
Finally we turned onto our gravel road and he asks if we can have some fun. I agree because the ditches on our road aren't ones that we rollover in. He was a little disappointed that we didn't see any big ones. I am just thankful that our neighbor knew we would be coming home that night, thought of us and plowed us a path from the highway to our driveway.
We pull into the driveway and Austin turns off the truck and opens his door, Hyde jumps out, Austin gets out and then I get out. Austin is still laughing so I tackle him. I was so mad. He just kept laughing. I put snow down his shirt and even managed to stuff some down his pants. He never did apologize for scaring the crap out of me. Nor did he yell at me for tackling him and putting snow down his pants and shirt. He just kept laughing. Probably figured he deserved it. He did.
I unloaded the truck of our junk and he took Mason into bed and came back out to help and make sure I was okay. We went inside and went to bed. I will never forget it. Never.

Spoiled Rotten

Usually little kids like to open gifts. Well mine doesn't. He has thrown a tantrum every time we have opened gifts. He is content to sit there and help me a little to open his gifts. He gets that from his dad. Austin hates to open gifts too.
I couldn't believe it. He threw himself down on the ground twice while opening gifts at Robin and Jeff's. Once at my mom and dads and once at my grandmas. I can understand my mom and dads because it was way past bedtime but everywhere else he was totally rested but just being a little butt like his dad. The next 16 years should be interesting.
I've recently been telling Austin that he can throw all the tantrums he wants but they have to be AFTER Mason goes to bed.

Yeah... that was... um... yeah...

So we got tons of snow two weeks ago. We got somewhere around 8 or 9 inches in one week. We were expecting the wind to start blowing Saturday afternoon which would then create blizzard like conditions.

We had planned on getting together with Austin's parents for their Christmas on Sunday so I made the executive decision to just go over on Saturday and stay the night. That way we wouldn't have to worry about traveling even that short distance with Mason.

Saturday everything is going good I have the car loaded with everything we are going to need and extra. I say extra because I already had Mason and I already packed to go down to southwest Iowa for Christmas and instead of pulling out just what we would need I just put our whole bags in the car. Which turned out to be a good thing.

So, anyways, Saturday is going good. It isn't too cold out the wind isn't blowing yet and Mason and I are just about ready to go. Austin has agreed to come over later and bring the Wii with some games.

Just as I am taking Mason out to the car the wind starts up. So off we go. By the time I get to the highway... I can see nothing.

Don't think I let that stop me.

Nope.

I knew that it would only affect me for a couple of miles. About an hour later we get there. They have a really long and curvy driveway we get about halfway down it we can see the house and we get stuck in a snow drift to the side of the drive way.

Jeff's plowing abilities leave something to be desired. It is like he is afraid to lower the bucket anymore. There was probably a good 4 inches of snow still on the drive.

Jeff had to come rescue us. He finally got the car to the house later that afternoon after he got it stuck again and then had to hooked the tractor up to it.

Mason was in heaven playing with Cheyenne (playful 7 year old Black Lab) and Boots (2 year old kitty). Saturday afternoon I helped Robin get ready for Sunday. I made my bread while she made the cherry dessert and pumpkin pies. I was to bring the rolls for lunch on Sunday so I don't think that was considered helping but I didn't make a bigger mess anyways.

Her kitchen is set up very weird. As in she has things in the most illogical places. I don't know how many times I would ask her where something was and she would have to open several doors or drawers to find it.

Austin finally showed up around supper time. We had chili with cornbread. It would have been perfect but Robin didn't have baking powder. Who doesn't keep baking powder in the house? The corn bread was still good it just didn't raise like cakes usually do.

After supper we all played Wii and got beat at bowling by Robin. Austin beat us all in Golf, at least the first game. I took the second which is how it should have been anyways.

Mason went to bed around 8:30 like normal and was good. The rest of us stayed up later playing Wii. I finally gave it up about 10 and went to bed. I thought Austin would follow later. I wake up at 3 to let the dog outside and Austin wasn't in bed.

My first thought was that crazy bastard is staying up all night playing video games.

Imagine my surprise when I go upstairs and everything is dark and his pick up is gone out of the driveway.

Yep!! That crazy SOB went home. In blizzard conditions. I was less than thrilled.

Don't even begin to think that I stayed up all night worrying about him. NOPE! I went back to bed and slept peacefully until Mason woke up at 8. I figure he had a cell phone on him and would have called if he had run into trouble.

The next morning was Sunday and we were celebrating Christmas. Austin showed up around 10:30. I didn't even get a chance to give him a proper tongue lashing because his mother took care of it for me. She was mad. Austin took it all in stride and actually laughed at the end.

Princess Hateful Raquel and Dan showed up around 11:30. I don't know what it is about her but Hyde just loves her. He jumps in her arms and whines when she puts him down. I don't get it. It is a little annoying when my child follows the dogs lead and follows her around and gives her kisses.

As annoying as she is at least she doesn't talk non-stop. I swear Dan doesn't shut up. I know in a normal house this wouldn't be a big deal and would most likely be considered starting a conversation but this isn't a normal family. It just feels like he asks a hundred questions.

This family doesn't have normal conversations they have heated debates. These debates are not rational and are not held before lunch they are held after dessert over a game of cribbage. Everything else can be considered polite chit-chat.

We didn't end up going home this day either because it was too darn cold out and the roads were too bad. Austin drove through drifts that came up to the bumper on his truck. He sure didn't let that stop him from going home though. He got to go home and ended up playing Wii all night.

I ended up having to sit through some uncomfortable silences. I am sure it didn't feel uncomfortable to Robin and Jeff but it was for me. How was I to get comfortable with my M-I-L reading my mind all evening. It did get better when she got out her new camera and started playing with it. At least until she started to ask me a hundred questions. Not that I mind answering questions it is just the way she asks them. Like she has perfect timing that as soon as I start to do something else she calls me over again. I think Austin gets this from her because he does the same thing.

Monday afternoon Robin and I took Mason to town. First we went to lunch at Perkins. Mason charmed all the young college students that were stuck working during break. There was a young couple there sitting in the booth across from us and Mason kept turning around and flirting with them both. Just being generally cute and the husband says 'If you could guarantee that our kids would turn out like that I wouldn't mind having one or two.' The wife was so happy after she heard that. After they left Robin looks at me and says 'Man are they in for it. They don't know that Mason threw 2 tantrums just on the way into the building.'

Next we went to see Santa. Mason was so excited to get to sit in Santa's lap and pull on his beard. Thankfully we got one with a real beard. Santa asked him what he wanted for Christmas and all I could understand was truck and baby and then he throws his head back and laughs. Santa was surprised and asked me his age twice.

By the time we got back home the roads were good enough for Mason and I to go home. So I loaded up the car and attempted to get the car out of the driveway. It only took two tries and the tractor.

When we got home the house looked like I hadn't been home in a month. There wasn't a clean dish or any silverware and there was just junk everywhere. I was less than thrilled considering I had just cleaned it Friday and it was only Monday.

After some power cleaning and doing some major laundry it sure felt good to sleep in my own bed considering it would be the only time for over a week.

Mason

Many more photos of Mason can be seen here...

Snow? I like snow...

Yesterday morning Mason and I went outside to play with his sled. He loved it!! He would laugh and giggle the whole time we were moving. He had to cry whenever we would stop. I think he is really cute in his little snow suite he looks like a blue marshmallow. Faster mom!

He tried to clap his hands with it and even put some in his hood but surprisingly enough the chunky kid didn't try to taste it.

I thought it was so cute. He sees that the snow is a different level than the ground he could see so he thought it was like a step. Needless to say he 'fell' through.
At this point he decided he was done. Especially after he lost his little glove. He got himself up and marched right to the door. I was laughing so hard.

Really just an inch!!

Last night I had to move up the baby gate between the kitchen and the dining room. Mason kept getting his foot stuck on the top so I moved it up one whole inch. I know it doesn't sound like much, I mean really just an inch.
Well I think that inch is going to kill me.
Seriously I keep forgetting about it and falling flat on my face trying to get over this stupid gate. I am sure it looks funny watching me fall.
I am sure I will adjust one of these days hopefully before I break my neck.

A Nice Weekend...

A nice weekend... oh, what I wouldn't give for one of those.

Saturday was spent doing laundry. A ton of laundry. I really need to go through Mason's closet and sort through all his clothes. Then I need to go through all the little boy clothes in the upstairs storage closet and get all the 2 and 3T stuff.

That should be fun. Some of the sizes are the wrong season. I can't have Mason running around in shorts and tanks in the middle of winter.

Sunday I got up early and made cookies for the party. Which was really good. If memory serves me it was around a $500 show. I think I am going to get most of my hostess credit in gift certificates because I saw the new catalog that doesn't start until the 16th and it is really good. Now I can't wait to cash them in.

Too bad I didn't get any females in my family for Christmas. Which reminds me I need to get to Hy-Vee and get gift certificates for the guys I did get. I know real thoughtful.

After the party we went with my mom, aunt, sister and grandma into to town to eat at LaCarretas. It was good. Mason flirted with the waitress and the ladies in the booth behind us. I forgot his sippy at home. Let me rephrase that, I thought he had a clean unused sippy in the diaper bag so I didn't double check. Turns out he didn't because the last time Austin took him to town he stopped at Casey's and got Mason some milk and used the clean sippy and then didn't tell me and just put it back in the diaper bag. Totally gross. Mason didn't mind because he got to drink out of a straw. I minded though because Austin knew better.

All in all the weekend was really good and I really shouldn't complain but I like to and today is a complaining sort of day.

A little older but no wiser...

We were watching TV last night and Austin says to me. 'He is really starting to look older.' I looked at him like 'No duh dumbass, where have you been the last 17 months.' Thankfully that isn't what came out of my mouth. I was so proud of myself, all I said was 'I know hard to believe it's only been 18 months.'
He looked at me suspiciously. I kept my cool though. I would have liked to have just blown at him but I realize that he is a guy and they are kinda stupid that way. Sometimes you just have to love their innocence.

wii had a lot of fun

Yesterday being my birthday we went into town to go out to eat and to get our b-day/christmas present. No there isn't more than one of me!! Austin's b-day is in January so we usually decide on one big thing and combine our b-days and Christmas. This year he got to decide what we got. I think he made a good decision. Mind you I had no clue what it was until we got into Best Buy and he picked it up.
Next we went to eat. Mexican at La Carretas. Mason was good and ate also instead of retard people watching. We like going there. We have a 'usual'. Never did I think we would have a 'usual' somewhere. We have been going there for literally 6 years. We walk in, they take Mason and ask us if we are having the usual, we say yes, they bring me an iced tea, Austin a water with no ice, a milk for Mason and cheese dip for the chips. I always get the super burrito with an extra plate for Mason and Austin gets a #3 whatever that is. Some people get annoyed because we aren't there very long and we already have our food. They have just started to tell people that we call ahead. People can be so stupid. When Austin gets done with his plate they come over and ask if he wants the Fried Ice Cream or the Xango. Last night he got the Xango because he planned on sharing with me. He is sweet sometimes. I think we were in and out of there in under 45 minutes. We left home at 4 and got back home about 6:30. We are nothing if not efficient.
When we got home we watched Survivor, I was so glad to see Randy go, I couldn't believe how hard Sugar was laughing. Now they need to get rid of Kenny and Corinne, but that is a whole other subject.
So after Survivor we hooked up the wii and I kicked Austin's butt at bowling and boxing. Golf I didn't do so good, for 3 holes I was a +8. I did a lot better this morning I was a +1 on 9 holes. I couldn't believe my score last night I am actually good golf, at least when the girls are restrained properly. I really like golf. I always have, I just don't like to golf with Austin because he takes so long. Again a whole other subject.
So that is what we did last night. Nothing too exciting. I am actually surprised Austin waited so long to get the wii. I am sure he will play it a lot more than me especially when he finds out that you can download older Nintendo games.
Well I'm off to put another coat of mud on the bathroom. We don't have very much longer and it absolutely has to be done. I plan on painting on Sunday. That is the plan but whether or not that actually happens is another story.

What did he call him?

Mason recently has been into renaming things and has decided to rename Hyde, Sid. The sad thing is that he actually comes to it. Mason loves to watch Sid, the Science Kid on IPTV in the mornings. It is so cute he tries to mimic him. I have no clue why he thought that Hyde needed to be named Sid but I guess whatever works.
For the longest time Austin couldn't figure out why Mason was calling the dog Sid. I finally had to explain it to him. He actually asked me why I didn't stop him. Um... because... he is one and doesn't care what I say. He wants it his way and only his way and I am sure he will grow out of it... eventually... I am sure of it.
Mason has started to call me Momma Rura. I am not a huge fan of this. Austin thinks it is hilarious. At least until Mason started to call him Papa Oney (Honey). I sure have got a lot of laughs out of it. I swear sometimes Austin has no sense of humor.

Every Little Boy Needs...

an indoor play area!!

I just wish my son hadn't picked this one.

Mason kept himself occupied for over an hour playing in this plant. He made a little mess but cleaned it up himself. It was so cute watching him try to pick up all the little pieces of dirt.

Tuesday Really Already??

Halloween morning Mason and I got up and started getting ready to go to Grandma Shirley's for trick or treating. I had Mason's costume all ready. I wasn't able to find what I wanted so I had Cammie pick up a ducky in size 3T. I wanted to be sure it would fit.
Marianne called and had me bring down a couple of other costumes that had been handed down to me from all the nephews over the years because she couldn't decide what she wanted Hunter to be. I am really glad she did because Mason's costume that Cammie picked up was too little.
There is no way it was actually a 3T considering it fit my cousins little boy who is 11 months. I was less than thrilled. Mason ended up being a green dinosaur instead and wouldn't keep his hood up.

Morgan trying to get Mason into his too small costume.

Mason was not thrilled.

We get all ready to go trick or treating and Mason decides that he would rather stay inside and play with this semi. I had to carry him kicking and screaming outside.

He was okay once he realized that he got to ride in the wagon. He was so excited!

Most of the parents. I got yelled at for taking this picture. Supposedly I was to give warning. I tried that and all I got was a bunch of fingers and backs.

This house was awesome.
They gave away free cans of pop and had a claw machine that you could actually win stuff out of.

I don't think the neighbors were too thrilled they were all across the street complaining.
It made me really glad that I live in the country and don't have to worry about neighbors.




This creepy clown followed us all over the neighborhood.
I think he just scaring my cousin Jessica. I can't believe she is still afraid of clowns.

Donnie filling my phone with dirty picture messages.

Somehow Hunter got a coke. His first one ever and Marianne was less than thrilled, especially when she found out it was by her husband.

Hunter didn't want to share his Coke so he gave Mason a Capri Sun.

I have no clue what they were tempting my son with but he was excited.

It really could have been anything shinny he is his fathers after all. I know my good wife side is coming out.

We finally made it to Mom's about 11:30 or so. After Isaac got sick all over Grandma's carpet and couch. We still have no idea what made him sick. He hadn't eaten any candy and I can attest to that. I have my suspicions that it was just excitement. Cammie called me from the interstate saying that he also threw up all over the backseat and wanted me to follow her into Glenwood to get him some 7-UP. She is lucky she caught me because I was right at that exit and had to pull over anyways otherwise I would have dropped her call. Stupid cell phones and all.

When I finally made it to Mom's I had to wait for her to get there to help me carry stuff in. I don't know how she got so far behind us considering we all left at the same time and Cammie and I stopped in Glenwood. Sometimes I wonder about her.

Saturday and Sunday we spent over at Mom and Dads doing nothing. Marianne came down Saturday and brought the boys. I was little surprised to see her again so soon because they had been at Grandmas the night before. Evidently Jesse was hunting and she didn't want to sit at home all day with the boys alone. I can't really say as that I blame her. Her boys are naughty. I had to resist the urge to put a blindfold on Mason the whole day. He did pick up a couple of things while we were there but they weren't the bad things. I sure Austin would be thrilled if they had been bad.

Uncle Guy Guy (my brother Donnie Guy) feeding Mason cheese puffs.

Morgan and Mason. I think it is really scary how much they look alike.

I have photos of Morgan at Masons age and the only way you can tell them apart is by the dress Morgan is wearing.

Mason will not ask for food. He stands beside you and looks innocent until you give him some.

This is almost the look he gives you when he wants some of what your eating.

Really who could resist such a cute little face.

He thought it was fun for Morgan to push him around the yard in this car.

I don't think Morgan agreed.

Mason didn't want to share. He was rather upset that Isaac was in the wagon.

Mason and I went over to the Great-Grandparents house on Monday and Tuesday for the bulk of the days because everyone else works. They love to see him. Even when he is really naughty. Lately he has been liking to take the couch cushions off and run up and down the couch. By the time we get ready to leave he is wore out and the house is a wreck. That is how they want it and Mason generally doesn't get into trouble when we are there. Well unless what he does is really bad because Grandma doesn't like to see him cry. I'm not one to argue with an almost 80 year-old woman so he gets away with a lot.

Wednesday we headed back up to my Grandma Shirley's. My cousin Jessica was having a Home Interior party. Mom, Marianne and Cameron were to go with us but Cameron was sick with sinus infection and the wind was blowing really hard and so Marianne didn't want to drive the 45 minutes into town. Mom was up there to pick up Dad because he totalled his van by hitting a deer Monday morning on the way to work but the weather was getting bad, it was starting to rain, and they had some errands to run before they could go home so she didn't stay. They were delayed in going home a little bit because of a tornado warning for Fremont County but they made it home safely.

Grandma, Mason and I made it the 4 houses to Jessica's by car because it was still raining and Grandma had just got her hair done the night before. Grandma has gotten her hair done once a week since she was 17. I think the only thing that has changed is the color.

Jessica had a pretty good turnout. Especially considering how horrible the weather was. I got the cutest little sunflower plaques to put in my bathroom when it is completed. Which had better be by the 7th of December because I am having a PartyLite show here at the house and I still don't have everything I got last time hung up. There is no way I would try to put out all my PartyLite stuff because it would look hodgepodge with the variety of stuff but I do want to get out the pieces that I like. I have most of it put away so that Mason doesn't break it. I figure the bulk of it will stay put away until he leaves for college in 17 years.

After her party Jessie came down and we ordered Chinese and rented Baby Mama.

Thursday morning came way too fast. My Aunt Cheryl came over for pancakes and gossip. When she finally left Grandma's, we made our way to JCPenny so that I could get my bath mats with my birthday money and Grandma's discount. I ended up getting really really nice mats for less than I would have paid at Wal-Mart. Austin was surprised and didn't believe me until I showed him the receipt. I don't know why he doubted me.

Mason and I finally got out of Council Bluffs about 2. Traffic was moving smoothly and we actually beat Austin home, I couldn't believe it. That hasn't happened very many times.

Weekend Plans

This weekend Mason and I are going to Mom and Dad's. I am going to a baby shower on Saturday morning with Cammie and Marianne for my cousin Cassie. It should be fun. A little girl shower. Something new for us. We all had boys! All 3 of us... had boys... what are the odds of that?
Saturday night I am going to the town Halloween party. I don't know if this one will be fun or not. I cannot leave Mom's until Mason is asleep because we are having attachment issues and I don't want to leave her with my crying child, so I won't get up there until 9 or so. I remember last years, by the end of the night a lot of people didn't even know their own names.
Not me, no thanks, I just smelled of cigarette smoke really bad. It was a great night. This year I am taking my camera to have photographic evidence of Cammie's behavior. She doesn't believe me about some things that happened last year. I don't know if Marianne will be going with us or not, she has turned into a little homebody. Even worse than me.
I had to refill Mason's brag book because last year everyone wanted to see photos but the only ones I had were on my phone. Now Mason keeps taking my book, pointing to his photos and saying Ason, der Ason. Then he has to kiss the photo of his dad that I put in there. Don't worry he won't kiss the photo of me in there. I ask him if he will and he spits his tongue out at me. He definitely has his fathers personality.
Austin is staying home and laying the tile in the rest of the bathroom. Finally! It is finally getting done. It has been a long 2 months. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.
I am also all caught up on the laundry. Now the question is what do I do with the 10 sets of sheets that we have. Who in their right mind has 10 queen size sets of sheets. Sad part is that they are all tan, cream or white. How boring.
I think one of the white sets will be used to back my quilt that I have been working on. You know in my 'free time'. In other words when I can't sleep in the middle of the night.
Well we should be home by Monday at noon, Wednesday night at the latest. After all we are going back to Council Bluffs for Halloween the next weekend. I wouldn't want Austin to think that we forgot about him.

Halloween

Halloween is 9 days away and I still haven't decided what Mason is going to be. There are just so many choices and I just can't settle on one.

My Ordinary Day!

Now that we have finally slowed down enough to be home for one whole day I can now tell you about an ordinary day. At least in this household.

7:30 to 9:00 Wake up. This all depends on if the sun is shinning or if it is cloudy. I like the cloudy days.

7:30 to 9:00 Mason goes potty and we change his diaper and clothes if he leaked. Breakfast. Cereal with a half banana and a sippy of milk.

10:00 to 11:00 I check my email and blog. If I don't get finished I will steal a couple of minutes here and there to finish by the time Austin gets home.

Breakfast to 11:00 Mason plays and destroy the house and let the dog in and out a million times.

11:00 Lunch. Sippy of milk. Fruit and sandwich. (meat or cheese depending on what is in the fridge)

1:00 Story time. Lately the favorite book is Bubbles, Bubbles. (I have nightmares about this book.)

1:30 Austin gets home to go to his 'hobby'. He changes and then roughhouses with Mason and Hyde until he leaves at 2.

2:00 Mason chases Hyde around the house. (I think I need to change nap time because he does this everyday and I think it is just him being tired and trying to stay awake)

3:00 Let the dog out grab 'Mine' and go take a nap in his crib. Let dog back in.

3:00 to 5:30 I wash dishes, do laundry, pick up the house, vacuum, sweep the kitchen and bathroom, mop the kitchen, clean the bathroom sink mirror and toilet. Time permitting I jump in the shower and start supper. All while letting the dog in and out another million times.

5:30 Go wake Mason up give him a snack of 1 pear half cut up and sippy of water.

5:45 Austin gets home from 'hobby' and takes Mason. Changes diaper and weather permitting they go outside and play or roughhouse until supper is ready.

7:00 Eat supper. He finally eats what we eat. No more special meal preparations.

7:30 to 8:15 Mason destroys the living room again playing.

8:15 Bath jammies and story. Grab 'Mine' and go to bed.

After Mason goes to bed I rinse the dirty dishes and put them in the sink. Let the dog in and out another million times and 30 minutes after Austin heads to bed I go up to bed also. Mason no longer wakes up in the middle of the night but Hyde does. Around 2:30 Hyde wakes up and has to go outside. I am still at a loss as to why this has to be me, really Austin's alarm goes off at 3 and there have been numerous times where Austin's alarm has been the reason for Hyde waking up. Try as I might Austin will not let him out though.

On this particular day Mason woke up grumpy. Most days he is a happy little smiley thing.

It might have taken him awhile to wake up.

On this day we watched Bob the builder while eating breakfast.

Right before lunch and he has destroyed my living room.

My wonderful Husband came home from work after Mason was down for his nap he saw my camera on the table and decided to catch me unawares. I think I said something along the lines of 'You BUTT'.

Yes those are paint brushes you see beside my sink because he forgot to bring them inside and it had started to rain and I wanted him to be able to find them without me.

He usually wakes up from nap in a good mood.

A very good mood.

This is what I get when I ask him to smile.

I caught him playing with my card reader that was in my camera bag in the office. He has learned to climb over the chair. I think I need to invest in more gates.

I didn't get all the laundry folded during nap time if you notice the couch in background.

Mason waving Bye Bye

This wasn't taken on our 'Ordinary Day' but I thought it fit perfectly.