only child stigma

I have Google alerts on a few topics. It helps me find information that I write about on my blog. One alert is “only child”.  I found two articles that evoked strong emotions in me and I had to address them.

First let me begin with…

My decision to raise Dinosaur as an only was based on infertility and financial issues. It took me a long time to terms with this. It wasn’t until I spoke to a cousin on my hubby’s side of the family. She is a single mom who used a donor to become pregnant and have a beautiful daughter. She is confident in her decision to raise an only. She explained that she did not want to spend more money trying to have another child when that money could go towards her daughter. Her words got through to me and helped me come to terms with being a family of three. Before that moment I was not satisfied or was holding out for more and not able to see what I ALREADY had.

We struggled with infertility for six years, there were mornings I wish I hadn’t woken up, because the pain and loss was unbearable. Our marriage was suffering because of it, but then it was put to the test even more with IVF. I kept it a secret form EVERYONE except my two dear friends. They would only give me the most positive and the most positive and diva-like support. Besides too many people knowing would only add more pressure and stress. Mixing hormones, injecting myself, and having hubby inject me was already crazy enough, but having everyone ask about it…NO WAY.

I am very proud of our decision to do IVF and bring our child into the world. I am confident I would not be a happy person nor would our marriage have survived if I couldn’t be a mother. As much as I hated to play God, I knew I would have died inside without my miracle child. I know IVF is often a subject up for moral debate, but I am bringing it up to explain how we were able to become parents. IVF was our only option. I would NOT have survived the adoption process or the money we would need to spend on it. Hubby’s health care paid 90% of the cost for two IVFs.

Even if we had the money to try again (that ten percent and the cost of another baby) I don’t know if I could handle knowing this was our last shot. If this didn’t work we could NEVER try again. If it didn’t work it could break me. Then there is the chance I could develop preeclampsia again and go through another NICU trauma. I couldn’t handle that again.

So when I look at Dinosaur and see what a happy guy he is, it gives me peaces to know it will be okay. He doesn’t need siblings to be happy, he just needs a loving home. Besides for every adult who is unhappy about being an only child, there is another adult that does not talk to their five siblings. While blood connections are important, family is more than just blood, it is community, friends, and faith.
My son is NOT spoiled, well he is spoiled with love and family. I will never spoil him with objects that he won’t remember when he an adult. Movies, expensive toys, name-brand clothes and shoes, or jewelry won’t replace our family’s love. He won’t look back on life and reminiscence about all his cool toys, but he will remember the wonderful moments he shared with us.

We have this “only,” this quaking bias against households with one kid, and I know it comes from deep in our genetic guts as organically fashioned baby-makers, and I understand that people say “Oh, just one?” when they just want to say Children = Joy

In response to the author, I feel for you. I wonder if one day my son will ask why he is an only. I will respond with the truth, that life did not work out the way I had planned it to, but God blessed us with you. There are many families being forced to have only one child for a multitude of reasons. I hope and pray they can find the peace in their child that we have. Though, I do have my emotional moments. When I see a pregnant mom or a newborn, I wish I could enjoy those wonderful moments again. I don’t want to have another child to make others’ happy. I don’t want to have another child for a playmate for my son. I don’t want to have another child just so I don’t have to hear parents make remarks that I have it easier being a parent to an only.  Parents of two plus kids, good for you, your family works for you and that is great. My family works for me and that is okay too. My son will only see being an only child a bad thing IF society tells him it’s bad, I am teaching him tolerance and acceptance of others. This stigma is created by people who have nothing better to do than judge others and probably the same people who conducted the study below.

“Scientists have pinpointed a potential risk factor for overweight and obesity early in life — and it has to do with how many siblings a child has.”  

In response to the article on only children having more obesity…Well my hubby and I each have one sibling and we are chunky. I know MANY adults who are overweight and have more than one sibling. I know MANY only children who are fit and healthy. Being an only has NOTHING to do with it with weight and health. It really is sad when money is wasted on studies like this that only cause parents more worry and grief.

Just to note…the article said that only children come from less educated homes, have TVs in every room, hardly played outside, AND the study was done in Europe. I am a highly educated, professional, my husband is quite smart, and my son is always running around and getting exercise. I know families with more than two kids who have TVs, iPads, iPods, and wii’s in EVERY ROOM, but it’s just the only children that are the overweight ones, right?

I normally ignore articles about this, but my heart wanted me to respond and write and I am glad I did.

How many children do you have? Do you wish you could have more or are you happy with the number? Do you think number of kids really affects obesity?

Book Review: If You Only Knew

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Goodreads Summary: If You Only Knew (Audible)

Wedding-dress designer Jenny Tate understands the happily-ever-after business, yet somehow she’s still involved in her ex-husband’s life. In fact, Owen’s new wife may—inexplicably—be Jenny’s new best friend. Sensing this, well, relationship isn’t helping her move on, Jenny trades the Manhattan skyline for her hometown up the Hudson, where she’ll be able to bask in her sister Rachel’s picture-perfect family life…and hopefully make one of her own.

Her timing couldn’t be more perfect, since Rachel will need her younger sister. Her idyllic marriage has just fallen to pieces in spectacular fashion after she discovers her husband sexting with one of his colleagues. Second chances aren’t in Rachel’s nature, but the desire for an intact family has her rethinking her stance on adultery, much to Jenny’s surprise. Rachel points to their parents’ “perfect” marriage as a shining example, but to protect her sister Jenny may have to tarnish that memory—and their relationship­—and reveal a secret about their family she’s been keeping since childhood.

During this summer of secrets and lies, temptation and revelation, Jenny and Rachel will rely on each other to find the humor in their personal catastrophes, the joy in their triumphs…and the strength to keep hanging on.

My Review – 5 stars

WOW! BRAVO! LOVED LOVED LOVED this book. At first I wasn’t sure, but as I got to know the characters I was puling for certain ones and wishing death on others.
Rachel was so whiny and pathetic, I wanted to slap her.
Adam was a filthy, lying pig who needs to be both junk and throat punched NUMEROUS times.
Jenny was weak but hopeful, she needs a real backbone just not the one she pretends to have.
Owen was not as perfect as Jenny made him out to be…he needs to be junk and throat punched as well.
Their mom was annoying

Those triplets stole my heart.
Jared was a good man…sighs
Leo, obviously suffering from a major loss, I wanted to make it all better for him.
Kimber was awesome!
Insane twist, wonderful growth of charters, some obvious moments that the characters didn’t see and SUPERB ENDING!

Highlight for Spoilers (((((Of course Adam threatens the “perfect life” over Rachel’s head. Its the only way he can keep cheating and he does. Finally at the end, she realizes she can never trust him again. She knows divorce is the best for their family. She finally feels at peace. 
Jenny finally stops pretending to be nice to Owen and his new wife. She learns how to be on her own, for real and makes decisions instead of waiting for a man. Once she can do that, Leo returns to her. He is battling with the loss of his wife who was 7 months pregnant with their son. He is broken and hurt but knows Jenny is his future.
Owen is user and is finally told off!
Adam is finally put in his place. Rachel does not need him, she is ready to get a job, go to a smaller house, and be the awesome mom role model for her kids.
Their mom, is not as annoying as she seems to be, Jenny learns more about her mom.
Kimber finally realizes on the morning of her wedding she needs to be who she is supposed to be. She dyes her hair back to pink, wears a dress that shows off who she is mean to be…tattoos and all, and Jared LOVES her even more! ))))

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Goodreads Summary: Forteller (Audible)

With her present-day life in upheaval, the last thing archaeologist Zoey Kincaid needs is a 25-year-old letter carrying a message of doom. Forced to dust the cobwebs from her own shadowy past, Zoey uncovers crimes, deception and buried family secrets, but will she put it all together in time to ensure a future?
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Zoey Kincaid, archaeologist, receives a 25-year-old letter from her deceased mother describing a dire set of occurrences on the banks of the Schuylkill River in Philadelphia. Unbeknownst to Zoey, her mother belonged to a select group of foretellers – people affected by tainted water who could see beyond normal timelines.

Zoey then learns that a recently arrested criminal may be her real father… with her DNA as the only hope for the man’s conviction.

Things go from bad to worse: Zoey’s fiancé behaves irrationally; the criminal learns of her existence; and, a former stalker, now a powerful corporate titan, resurfaces. The more secrets she unearths, the more the foretelling gains credibility. With suspects in every direction, Zoey must force herself to believe in a mother she barely knew in the past to give her any hope for a future.

I think I will enjoy this crazy ride. 

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5QF – Only Kindness for my Son

Welcome to Five Question Friday!! You’ve come to the right place if you want a fun, easy post or if you’ve suddenly discovered your muses are still all messed up from Daylight Savings.

Rules for 5QF: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then watch for the linky post to appear Friday morning and LINK UP!

Oh, and remember (pay close attention…this is the important one)…HAVE FUN!

Questions for Friday, March 15th: (Special thanks to Pam (@trooppetrie) from Troop Petrie, Elizabeth (@Eligabiff), Brooke (@HallBro) from Brooke and Michael, Courtney (@mom2xover2002) from Autism, ADHD and the Single Mom and moi for these 5QF question suggestions! I would love to link you in a future 5QF, so come on over to my community or watch for my Thursday afternoon shout out for questions on Twitter and offer up your best question suggestions! Remember to @5crookedhalos me and use hashtag #5QF if you go the Twitter route!)

1. What is one thing you wish you did not have to teach your children? I wish I didn’t have to teach my son that there are evil and mean people in the world. I wish he is never bullied, used, or hurt by someone. I truly wish he only surrounds himself with good, kind, respectful friends and family.

2. What are you going to use since Google Reader is going away? I just exported my feed to The Old Reader. It’s going to take a while, if that doesn’t work I will have to see what others are doing.

3. British comedy; Hilarious or strange? Most of the time I think it is strange. I like British romance, but often find their comedies difficult to laugh at. My favorites are Love Actually and The Holiday.

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4. Do you prefer card games or board games? I’m more of a board game person, except Monopoly. That game is just torturous

5. Will winter ever end? I truly thought the last snow storm was the LAST, but now there might be more snow tomorrow. I AM DONE WITH SNOW…ENOUGH. I need to take Dinosaur out and get him running around without jumping in cold snow or muddy yards.

Life With an Only

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ONLY CHILD:

Only Child Stigma

Vacations:

Dino in Cooperstown

Never again will I…

Taking a dinosaur on vacation

Keep an only busy on New Years Eve

Do we Stay or Go?

Go Away Mommy

Proud Mommy

REUSING Shoe boxes

Life with a Dinosaur

LIFE WITH A BOY breakfast in motion

LIFE WITH A BOY Cars everywhere

POTTY TRAINING I’m pooping mommy

When Dinosaurs Attack

Preschool Schedule

Tried it and Liked It

Raising a Good Man

Will he Ever be Calm

Favorite Shows & Giveaway

Keeping a Dinosaur Busy

Sweet and Silly Dinosaur

SMILE of a Child

I’m Back

Dinosaur Superhero

Dinosaurs Everywhere

The Joy That is My Son

Snowmen Socks

He Just Wanted to Help

Pillow Obstacle Course

Stickers and Flying

Temper Ttantrum Taped

What a Surprise, Dinosaurs.

Where Are the Dinos?

Sick Mommy and the Dinosaur

Spaceships and Spit Strings

Throwing a Dino

Dinosaur Reads Aloud

 

Fly on the Wall

 

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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.

Participants:

Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 

Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad

AJ – our only child, a 7 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier 

Oh man that Scooby Doo. He’s silly. That’s his reality. He can’t change.

Holy Whoa. All that snow. It’s like Mount Everest.

While repeating one of many things to AJ, most of which go ignored. He finally looks at me and yells, “Stop aggravating me, Mommy.”
 
 AJ recent responses to most things in his life…
  • Well that’s reasonable
  • That doesn’t make sense to me
  • Okay Dude
  • No, I’m in charge
  • I am going to tell everyone how mean you are
  • I know, I know what to do (meanwhile he doesn’t)
 
I’m lucky I’m an only because (his list over the past month)
  • You lay in bed with me and rub my back at night
  • I get to sleep in the living room Friday nights for movie night
  • I don’t have to share my marshmallows
  • I don’t have to share my toys
  • I don’t have to share my Mommy or Daddy
  • I get to hold both my parent’s hands
  • I don’t have to share my toys with an annoying baby brother or sister
  • I get to always choose what to do
  • I am the king of the house

January Fly on the Wall

 

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 9 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.

Participants:

Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 

Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad

AJ – our only child, a 7 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier 

I was arguing with Tony and he got a bit loud. AJ yelled, “You can’t be mean to Mommy because then you’re mean to me. I came from Mommy’s belly, so when you’re mean to mommy you’re mean to me. That insults me.”
Oh man why do they have to ruin movies with all this kissing.
Tony refused to take out dog. AJ turns around mid walk, puts hand up in hair, and says I’ll take care of this as he marched up to Tony. “You better take Bonus out, Mommy asked you.”
AJ got mad at me, because I was talking to him while he was searching for a show on Netflix. “See you got me messed up Mommy. Great Mommy, great job.”
While laying in bed with AJ during our nighttime routine. He began coughing and sputtering. “Mommy you are suffocating me with your bad breath.”
“What? I just brushed my teeth?”
“Well you stink.”
“That’s a lie, my mouth smells great.”
How dare I ask him to clean up before breakfast. I knew once breakfast was over we would only have a little time to get ready for basketball.
He repeated this about ten times. “You’re a big meanie. You’re the worst mommy.”
My father is talking to AJ and telling him to come pick up a bag and come to the door. AJ rolls his eyes and says “Okay, hold on, Sonny Boy.”
We brought AJ to a gymnastic activity place on a recent day off from school. He spent two hours there and loved it.
“So what did you do?”
“I did jumping, balancing, kicking, and yada, yada, yada.”
Tony and AJ are chatting, Tony is wearing a knit cap.
“Take off your hat, Daddy.”
“Why? Is it bothering you?”
“Well spring is coming.”
Tony laughs, “No, we are in the middle of winter. Spring is not here yet.”

Fly on the Wall

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 8 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

Participants:

Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 

Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad

AJ – our only child, a 7 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier 

Trying to teach AJ that when the mean kids and bullies say mean things to him, he should just look at them, roll his eyes and say “Whatever.”

I would like him to say, “Seriously? Are you so miserable and get shit attention at home that you have to come to school and be huge dicks to everyone? Too bad your opinions mean shit to me. Oh and if you touch me, I will punch you back three times as hard, so make your decision now dumbass.” But maybe when he’s older.

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AJ is eating a croissant and a piece of it falls to the floor. Since he loves them so much he steps on it with his bare, unwashed feet, to prevent Bonus from getting it. Then quickly puts it in his mouth.

I stared at him in horror and after a second he looks at me and cringes. “I didn’t mean to do that.” As he runs to the garbage to spit it out. 

“Perhaps if you just let Bonus have it you wouldn’t have eaten your own foot stink.” 

He laughs at the foot stink and takes it to heart for about five minutes…then it’s back to silly boy behavior again.

Tony is with AJ in the mornings and at times has epic battles to get ready for school. Since someone was a zombie in front of the TV, he walked over and calmly told him, “Put your shoes and socks on.” 

My snarky kid responded with, “Well obviously Daddy, I have to put my clothes on first.” 

Tony said he had to take a deep breath and walk away. Of course he came back to a 7 year old standing in front of the TV fully dressed SANS socks and shoes. ***eye twitches*** 

As Tony was dropping off AJ in the car line AJ was complaining about getting out five cars back. Tony told him he has to wait till they are the 2nd car, no excuses. AJ did not like this and was complaining the entire time. When they finally were the second car, AJ jumped out and screamed, “Thank God, fresh air!” Of course the custodian and police officer who handle drop off heard AJ scream, I mean how could they not? They looked at Tony and smirked. 

I had a talk with AJ about. He of course thought it was super funny. I had to keep my poker face, but I have to to agree with him. It was hysterical. I would have loved to been a fly in that car.

Scrolling through Netflix, “What’s this show, Mommy?”

“Oh that’s Bob Ross. He painted on TV and we all watched. It was really calming, it was relaxing to watch him paint.”

“Well that’s weird. you just watched him paint. You adults watch weird shows” As he puts on some animated, mind sucking, stupid cartoon crap.

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“What would you do if you won the lottery mommy?”

“I would pay off all of our bills and buy a house I never have to worry about a payment on the house.”

“With lots of bedrooms like a mansion?

“No I would just be happy with a three bedroom house. I would put a lot of money into your future for education and and to buy a home.”

“Well if I win the lottery I’m going to buy a big house with more than three bedrooms. Though some of my seven kids may need to share a room, but they won’t share a bed. The will have bunk beds.”

“Well that’s a great plan you have there. I hope I get to babysit your kids.”

“Of course, you are my Mommy.”  

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I don;t have to share my marshmallows with anyone else, right?

Nope, you are an only child, so get extra and don’t have to share them with any other kids.

 

He only wanted this for the candy. Next year I’m just buying him the flipping candy and saving myself the stress of putting it together.

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Not This Christmas Eve

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Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.

At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them.

I’m using:

retail ~ sweep ~ lonely ~ please ~ manners ~ intestinal fortitude

They were submitted by: http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com 

Okay, the last two Christmas Even AJ has gotten sick. I don’t mean a cold, I mean throwing up all over the place. In 2014 he threw up two hours before we were meant to go out to a Chinese restaurant. Of course I swore I felt sick too and only ate the rice when we had to eat take out instead.

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my mom comforting a sick AJ

Next year, 2015, Anthony threw up again. This time he got sick from too much candy and goodies. He threw up, but this time we ordered food ahead of time just in case.

This Christmas Eve I will make sure he has the intestinal fortitude to not throw up. I will give him extra probiotics, make sure the teacher limits his candy at the classroom party, and keep all candy and chocolate away at home.

A fellow OAD (One and Done) mom friend invited me to join a group on Facebook. I am loving it, knowing other parents are just like me. We all have one child, either by choice or not, and can share ideas, laughter, and memories. Some worry that their child might be lonely, others worry they won’t have the proper manners. Though most only children I know have the best darn manners around. He says please and thank you when it really counts without being told.

In fact, the few kids who bother and bully AJ are kids in a house with a sibling or a few. It seems to me that they aren’t getting enough attention at home and bullying other kids makes them feel better.

Thankfully AJ wants to be friends with everyone. Even if you are mean to him one day, he will be your friend the next day. He just jumps right in when he sees kids playing and everyone loves playing with him. He is a sweet, kind, and caring guy and I am so proud to be his mom.

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When I think about his future, I hope he will be happy and do what he loves. I hope he will find someone who loves him and treats him with respect. I hope they sweep each other off their feet.

Retail? How can I add retail to this post???? Hmm, I have 95% of my Christmas shopping done. I have 80% of it wrapped and organized. I need to get my butt in gear, don’t I? Thankfully most of my shopping was done online. I try not to ever shop in stores, walking into retail this time of year zaps all the Christmas spirit right out of your body. I rather stay at home, watch ELF, drink coffee and shop online.

Thank goodness for Amazon!!!!

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 Links to the other “Use Your Words” posts:

Fly on the Wall

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 13 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

Participants:

Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 

Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad

AJ – our only child, a 7 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier 

Told him he needed to eat his dinner or I was going to throw it out, he left it sitting there for 30 minutes. When he finally started eating, I asked “Do you like it?”

He responded, “Lil’ bit.”

Has my son been watching Robert Dinero movies?????

Taking his time getting ready to leave. I finally yelled at him, let’s go.

He snarked back with “Hold on Missy/”

I told him I signed him up for the Halloween party at the after school program.

“How much did it cost?”

“Fifteen dollars.”

“That’s not bad.”

Really, who is this kid?

At the local pharmacy picking up a prescription eye drops for pink eye…sighs…for both of us.

AJ is going on and on about how Tony ate his huge Hershey bar form from four years ago.

“Dude, let it go already. You’ve gotten enough candy to make up for it.”

The pharmacist smiles, but then tries to hodl back laughter when she hears this….

“Tuna is from a plant.”

“No it’s not. It’s a fish, you know, tuna fish.”

“Well my teacher says it’s from a plant.”

“I think you might heard of heard wrong. I think your teacher knows that tuna is a fish.”

AJ is eating a croissont and a piece of it falls to the floor. Since he loves them so much he steps on it to prevent Bonus from getting it. Then quickly puts it in his mouth.

I stared at him in horror and after a second he looks at me and cringes. “I didn’t mean to do that.” As he runs to the garbage to spit it out. 

“Perhaps if you just let Bonus have it you wouldn’t have eaten your own foot stink.” 

Tony is with AJ in the mornings and at times has epic battles to get ready for school. He told him one morning, “Put your shoes and socks on.” Since someone was a zombie in front of the TV.

My snarky kid responded with, “Well obviously Daddy, I have to put my clothes on first.” 

Tony said he had to take a deep breath and walk away. Of course he came back to a 7 year old standing in front of the TV fully dressed sans socks and shoes. ***eye twitches*** 

As Tony was dropping off AJ in the car line AJ was complaining about getting out five cars back. Tony told him he has to wait till they are the 2nd car, no excuses. AJ did not like this and was complaining the entire time. When they finally were the second car, AJ jumped out and screamed, “Thank God, fresh air!” Of course the custodian and police officer who handle drop off heard AJ scream, I mean how could they not? They looked at Tony and smirked. 

I had a talk with AJ about. He of course thought it was super funny. I had to keep my poker face, but I have to to agree with him. It was hysterical. I would have loved to been a fly in that car.

This really did make my day!!!!!

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Fly on the Wall

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 13 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

 

Participants:

Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 

Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad

AJ – our only child, a 7 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

Bonus – our sweet and lovable adopted rat terrier 

 I had a computer issue and never posted August’s Fly on the Wall. So I am including new stuff and some things from August’s posts.

Me: “How come this Lego guy doesn’t have an arm?”

AJ: Rolls his eyes at me. “We don’t talk about that.”

While all hugging as a family

Tony: “I smell a mommy and an AJ. AJ smells like dirty and chocolate and Mommy smells like olive oil and cleaning products.

AJ: “No, Mommy smells like an angel.”

While driving home from after school he began to talk.

AJ: “Halloween is coming soon. I love all the holidays, except Valentine’s Day.”

Me: “Why don’t you like Valentines Day?”

AJ: “Because of that guy.”

Me: “What guy?”

Rolls his eyes “You know, the guy who flies around and makes people kiss. Yoiu know, Mommy, Cupid. Kissing is gross.”

Out at dinner with my sister-in-law and her husband. They were asking AJ some questions as he seemed tired or upset. By the looks on his face, you could tell he was getting more pissed with each question. I took him outside to see what was really wrong.

“I’m 7 years old. I don’t need everybody asking me all these questions. I’m not a baby.”

Boy when he’s in a mood we all suffer, LOL.

AJ walked around Rocking Horse Ranch as if he was the one in charge. He loved when staff talked to him and reminded them that he’s been there before.

“I come here every year. I know all about this place.”

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“I did it! I went down the slide. I am so awesome.”

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When you’re too tired to eat, but really want that brownie.

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He got picked to go on stage for LET’S MAKE A DEAL. It was one of the many awesome moments of vacation. No matter how much money he was offered ($7) he still wanted what was under the box. He won an cool Rocking Horse Ranch Tumblr!

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