Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 12 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. Come on in and buzz around my house.
Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes
- http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
- http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession
- http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
- http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
- http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
- http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
- http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Never Ever Give Up Hope
- http://www.gomamao.com Go Mama O
- http://notthatsarahmichelle.blogspot.com Not That Sarah Michelle
- http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
- http://mybrainonkids.net My Brain on Kids
Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom
Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad
AJ – our only child, a 6 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge
Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier puppy
AJ doesn’t want to take the bus to school anymore. He said some of the girls were being mean to him and not listening to the bus driver. He rather spend more time with his Daddy anyway. Tony will drive him in following the car drop off rules. In the nicer weather they can all walk in with Bonus! It’s a Daddy and AJ win!
I hear a whine and see Bonus standing in front of AJ’s door. She wanted him to get up so she could play with him.
Daddy cleaned some of AJ’s sheets and animals. AJ was so happy to see how Daddy left them for him.
Two buddies enjoy the sun’s rays from the safety of their warm place on a cold day.
Who knew dryer balls could be a fun toy. I discovered this with Balboa. I tried ti out with Bonus and she loves them too. They are hard so they make for great teething and gum cleaning. She’s quite persnickety and picky when it comes to food and toys. I plan on buying another pack of four dryer balls. She looses her mind trying to keep them all in the right place…which makes for great exercise on cold winter days.
AJ was sick with a bad cold. He was up all night coughing and blowing his nose. After some serious medicine, he finally slept. When he woke up I went over to him to see if he was feeling better.
His hand goes up and waves me off. “No, don’t come over to me. I’ll call if I need you.” Feeling dejected, I went into the bathroom to do my eye makeup. AJ gets a rag, wets it, then cleans off all the dried boogies off his face.
When I come out of the bathroom, he is reading to Bonus. Guess she is allowed to come over to him. I am so happy he’s striving to be independent, but sad he doesn’t need as much of my help as he did before.