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Friday, February 13, 2009

What Real Love Looks Like

  • Real love makes sure the coffee pot is filled for you every morning so that when you are getting ready for work you have some delicious hot Joe to drink.
  • Real love doesn't lie to you about how you look, it tells you that something doesn't make you look your best. (It Ain't The Jeans)
  • Real love is the first person you want to touch when you wake up, and the last one you want to touch as you fall asleep.
  • Real love has bad days and arguments and fights.
  • Real love lets each other down.
  • Real love picks each other back up.
  • Real love remembers what you like and buys that brand at the store.
  • Real love cries at the thought of living without you.
  • Real love forgives you even when you make them mad and you are wrong.
  • Real love is thoughtful more than one day in the year.
  • Real love sends something more interesting than red roses.
  • Real love is not beautiful.
  • Real love has zits in embarrassing places.
  • Real love is never a question, it's reality is solid.
  • Real love will tease you,but not hurt your feelings.
  • Real love remembers stories you tell about being little, and tries to bring them back to life for you.
  • Real love is so strong that even bad times seem OK when you are past them.
  • Real love has no fashion sense.
  • Real love looks forward to talking to you, but does not obsess about talking to you.
  • Real love gives you gifts like William Hung's CD for Easter, as a joke.
  • Real love doesn't have to like your friends. They just have to respect that you like them.
  • Real love doesn't talk crap about their mate on plur,twitter,blogs or elsewhere.
  • Real love eats Steak N Shake even when they are sick of it and tired of it being suggested. (TY Honey you rule)
  • Real love knows which farts are yours.
  • Real love involves things which are unpleasant and not pretty.
  • Real love cleans up the puke while you hose off the kids.
  • Real love runs to the store in the middle of the night for you, without a question. For PADS. And MIDOL.
  • Real love never lies about your hair. If it's bad, they tell you.
  • Real love holds your hand when you are scared.
  • Real love kills spiders.
  • Real love is what I have. And I am so unbelievably lucky - you just don't even know.

    I love you sweetheart. Thank you for being all of this AND MORE.

What Real Love Looks Like

  • Real love makes sure the coffee pot is filled for you every morning so that when you are getting ready for work you have some delicious hot Joe to drink.
  • Real love doesn't lie to you about how you look, it tells you that something doesn't make you look your best. (It Ain't The Jeans)
  • Real love is the first person you want to touch when you wake up, and the last one you want to touch as you fall asleep.
  • Real love has bad days and arguments and fights.
  • Real love lets each other down.
  • Real love picks each other back up.
  • Real love remembers what you like and buys that brand at the store.
  • Real love cries at the thought of living without you.
  • Real love forgives you even when you make them mad and you are wrong.
  • Real love is thoughtful more than one day in the year.
  • Real love sends something more interesting than red roses.
  • Real love is not beautiful.
  • Real love has zits in embarrassing places.
  • Real love is never a question, it's reality is solid.
  • Real love will tease you,but not hurt your feelings.
  • Real love remembers stories you tell about being little, and tries to bring them back to life for you.
  • Real love is so strong that even bad times seem OK when you are past them.
  • Real love has no fashion sense.
  • Real love looks forward to talking to you, but does not obsess about talking to you.
  • Real love gives you gifts like William Hung's CD for Easter, as a joke.
  • Real love doesn't have to like your friends. They just have to respect that you like them.
  • Real love doesn't talk crap about their mate on plur,twitter,blogs or elsewhere.
  • Real love eats Steak N Shake even when they are sick of it and tired of it being suggested. (TY Honey you rule)
  • Real love knows which farts are yours.
  • Real love involves things which are unpleasant and not pretty.
  • Real love cleans up the puke while you hose off the kids.
  • Real love runs to the store in the middle of the night for you, without a question. For PADS. And MIDOL.
  • Real love never lies about your hair. If it's bad, they tell you.
  • Real love holds your hand when you are scared.
  • Real love kills spiders.
  • Real love is what I have. And I am so unbelievably lucky - you just don't even know.

    I love you sweetheart. Thank you for being all of this AND MORE.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes.......



I remember vividly him getting that tooth. And all the others. Now I guess they start leaving, so much more peacefully than they came. I told him today that when he used to get teeth, he'd get more than one at a time, and he'd get a fever and diarhea. He thought that was a hoot.



So we did this.



Putting our little tooth into a pillow we bought at Disney World back on his first birthday - anticipating this day to come. (Here is a better picture of the pillow)






And the next morning guess what he found?

I told him that he's so big now, that it's going to kill me when some day he won't want to snuggle with me, or cuddle and give hugs and kisses. He kissed my cheek and snuggled his face into my neck and whispered,"I will always want to."

Best thing I've ever heard.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes.......



I remember vividly him getting that tooth. And all the others. Now I guess they start leaving, so much more peacefully than they came. I told him today that when he used to get teeth, he'd get more than one at a time, and he'd get a fever and diarhea. He thought that was a hoot.



So we did this.



Putting our little tooth into a pillow we bought at Disney World back on his first birthday - anticipating this day to come. (Here is a better picture of the pillow)






And the next morning guess what he found?

I told him that he's so big now, that it's going to kill me when some day he won't want to snuggle with me, or cuddle and give hugs and kisses. He kissed my cheek and snuggled his face into my neck and whispered,"I will always want to."

Best thing I've ever heard.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Tips On Getting Away With Crime - For 4 Year Olds

Well first of all, please remember you can't trust your older brother - he's a narc. I know this because I'm the one who made him a narc. That being said, there are some important factors to remember.
If you are comitting a very specific crime, like OH SAY......dumping out of the sugar onto a COOKIE SHEET........
  • First off don't leave any of your initials written in sugar. See, that's just a bad idea.
  • Don't go rushing OUT of the kitchen when you hear me arriving - you gotta play it off better than that.
  • But lastly, and this one is MOST important...........

IF you have dumped all of the sugar out onto a cookie sheet sitting on the stove........IT IS IMPERATIVE that you not stroll to the breakfast table crusted with sugar like a gum drop. Because when it is covering your face, your hands, your arms........well........the trail leads right to YOU.

But I do applaud your bravado in just acting like everything was cool.

Tips On Getting Away With Crime - For 4 Year Olds

Well first of all, please remember you can't trust your older brother - he's a narc. I know this because I'm the one who made him a narc. That being said, there are some important factors to remember.
If you are comitting a very specific crime, like OH SAY......dumping out of the sugar onto a COOKIE SHEET........
  • First off don't leave any of your initials written in sugar. See, that's just a bad idea.
  • Don't go rushing OUT of the kitchen when you hear me arriving - you gotta play it off better than that.
  • But lastly, and this one is MOST important...........

IF you have dumped all of the sugar out onto a cookie sheet sitting on the stove........IT IS IMPERATIVE that you not stroll to the breakfast table crusted with sugar like a gum drop. Because when it is covering your face, your hands, your arms........well........the trail leads right to YOU.

But I do applaud your bravado in just acting like everything was cool.

Thursday, February 05, 2009

What is that? The 80s Or Something?

ME: Sigh. NO THAT'S NOT THE 80s! That is the 50s!

The boy: Well it looks really old like the 80s.

GAH!

What is that? The 80s Or Something?

ME: Sigh. NO THAT'S NOT THE 80s! That is the 50s!

The boy: Well it looks really old like the 80s.

GAH!

Monday, February 02, 2009

They Are Not Your Children

So, I realize that there may be an outcry of rage at these words, but I seriously just have to put it out there because I'm about to burst.
Your pets are not your children.

Let me back up a moment, because I don't mean to be OVERLY harsh to the childless nor to indicate that you don't love your pets unconditionally. But there are some very basic and irefutable differences that you're going to have to acknowledge.

  1. They are pets. I have pets. I adore them. They are precious to me and I've known them about 15 years. You own pets. You do not own children.
  2. They have a lifespan of less than 20 years (Human years don't convert and be annoying). In a pet thisis normal, in a child this is a tragedy.
  3. You can board a pet, and no that isn't the same as carting them off to Grandma's. You can think it's the same but I'm about 99% sure that Grandma loves the baby and the dog kennel people do not love your dog.
  4. When your pet dies, you grieve and are sad and eventually you'll probably get another pet and move on. When your child dies, your heart never heals - even if you have another child.
  5. Getting a dog or a cat (but usually it's a dog) does not prepare you for having a child. Not in any way shape or form. It is the equivalent of saying that boot camp prepares you for war. You learn a routine with a dog, and in boot camp. You learn real battle tactics in the field....just like parenthood.
  6. Your dog is cute. I don't like dogs no. But yours is cute. No, I don't want to pet him - because he smells like dog that's why.
  7. Getting a pet is not really a responsibility, it's a hobby. If it dies, you can replace it with one that looks nearly like it even. You will never know the meaning of your whole life being HAVE TO - unless you have a child. (And this is ok, not everyone SHOULD have a child).

So please, don't tell me that you got a dog because you're thinking about having a baby and you wanted to "have a sense of the responsibility" involved. I swear to GOD the AKC came up with that myth.

Let me make one last point.......just to illustrate how very DIFFERENT having a pet vs. having a child is.

There were two accidents on the floor of this house last week. One by a pet, one by a child. If the pet keeps it up, she's going to live outside.

The child on the other hand - well thats not even on the table now is it?

Get it?

They Are Not Your Children

So, I realize that there may be an outcry of rage at these words, but I seriously just have to put it out there because I'm about to burst.
Your pets are not your children.

Let me back up a moment, because I don't mean to be OVERLY harsh to the childless nor to indicate that you don't love your pets unconditionally. But there are some very basic and irefutable differences that you're going to have to acknowledge.

  1. They are pets. I have pets. I adore them. They are precious to me and I've known them about 15 years. You own pets. You do not own children.
  2. They have a lifespan of less than 20 years (Human years don't convert and be annoying). In a pet thisis normal, in a child this is a tragedy.
  3. You can board a pet, and no that isn't the same as carting them off to Grandma's. You can think it's the same but I'm about 99% sure that Grandma loves the baby and the dog kennel people do not love your dog.
  4. When your pet dies, you grieve and are sad and eventually you'll probably get another pet and move on. When your child dies, your heart never heals - even if you have another child.
  5. Getting a dog or a cat (but usually it's a dog) does not prepare you for having a child. Not in any way shape or form. It is the equivalent of saying that boot camp prepares you for war. You learn a routine with a dog, and in boot camp. You learn real battle tactics in the field....just like parenthood.
  6. Your dog is cute. I don't like dogs no. But yours is cute. No, I don't want to pet him - because he smells like dog that's why.
  7. Getting a pet is not really a responsibility, it's a hobby. If it dies, you can replace it with one that looks nearly like it even. You will never know the meaning of your whole life being HAVE TO - unless you have a child. (And this is ok, not everyone SHOULD have a child).

So please, don't tell me that you got a dog because you're thinking about having a baby and you wanted to "have a sense of the responsibility" involved. I swear to GOD the AKC came up with that myth.

Let me make one last point.......just to illustrate how very DIFFERENT having a pet vs. having a child is.

There were two accidents on the floor of this house last week. One by a pet, one by a child. If the pet keeps it up, she's going to live outside.

The child on the other hand - well thats not even on the table now is it?

Get it?