I Keep Going

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After a hard day’s work…I keep going. 

Yes, it never ends…not even when I put my head down on my pillow to sleep. My mind keeps spinning a list of all the things I must do the next day, and the day after, and so on…

It all begins with me leaving for work about 6:40 in the morning and starting my 70 mile round trip commute. As an itinerant reading specialist, I often travel to various schools.   It’s a long drive, but at least I can listen books on tape and try to enjoy the ride.

When I finally arrive in my town, I can’t go home.

Why? Well we live on a main road and next to stop sign. The traffic going to the stop sign is horrendous from three to well after five, just when I need to get my son. If I go home for a bit, then try to leave again, chances are it will take some time to get back out. The wait often turns into ten or fifteen minutes. Other drivers, even thought they aren’t moving, will inch up and refuse to let me go…it’s really sad. Let me say there are some sweet people out there who will let you go…thank you!!!!

Therefore I choose to either stay a bit later at work and then drive to my son’s daycare to pick him up. Other times I pick up a few items for the local health food store or stop by the library to get the latest book I put on hold.

“Hold on…didn’t you say your kid was in kindergarten?”

Yes he is, but I don’t make it back in time to pick up him. I don’t want to say I will get him and then not make it back in time. Instead I like knowing the daycare picks him up and brings him back there. It’s a great way for him to decompress after being in school all day.

Once I get him then get home a little after 5 pm, the craziness begins. All within in a few hours I have to…

  • empty out his lunch bag and clean it
  • empty out my lunch bag and clean it
  • make lunch and snacks for him
  • make my lunch and snacks
  • see what he has in his backpack
  • get out of my clothes and into panamas…after being in my clothes since 6 am I want out!
  • make side dishes to go with the (hopefully already prepared the night before) main dish
  • go over his homework and read books
  • get my clothes ready for tomorrow
  • try to put away growing pile of clothes on laundry rack
  • wash and dry clothes and towels
  • get his clothes ready for tomorrow
  • cook a main course for the next night
  • compromise and argue about cleaning up and getting ready for bed
  • getting him cleaned and ready for bed
  • cleaning up the living room
  • getting his teeth brushed in bed
  • reading a book or two
  • rubbing his back and having some special cuddle time

This does not include the days I have late meetings, when I take him to karate (and get home even later), or the time I spend on lesson planning.

By the time I get to bed, I lay down and fall right to sleep, only to wake back up because my brain is going a mile a minute.

So after a hard day’s work, I come home and work some more. At least I can work in my pajamas.

How would you finish the sentence, After a hard day’s work…

Fly on the Wall MAY 2015

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 17 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:

Before we start with the crazy things that have been said in our house, let me begin by saying there have been some changes in the blog. As my little guy grows up, I’ve made the blog grow up too. I won’t be changing the name, but you will notice a new moniker “AJ”, this is close to his name without giving away his real name. In addition, I’m removing all the cutesy banners and replacing them with more of my style banners and graphics.  This will always be Dinosaur Superhero Mommy, but will continue to grow as AJ does….So now onto the Fly on the Wall. 

Participants:

  • Mommy: AKA Karen, me…the wife and mom 
  • Daddy: AKA Tony, husband and dad
  • AJ – our only child, an almost 6 year old boy who thinks he knows it all and is the one in charge

After looking for the remote, AJ laughs and says. “Oh, Mommy, it was so funny, I couldn’t find the remote, but it was in my hands. I’m losing my mind and getting old.”

While waiting in the car for our nacho order to be ready for pickup, a hungry AJ, who is tired of waiting says. “Are you f*cking crazy?” Yes, he learned that from me. Oh well, he’ll hear more curses from me, but thankfully never a derogatory statement about another person.

This time AJ couldn’t find his froggie in all his mess. Imagine that!?!?!?! “I’m gonna freak out if I don’t find my froggie.”

Then he goes happily back to his fort after finding froggy.

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I wouldn’t let AJ eat two, rather large, cookies for dessert. He only got one and kept trying to change my mind. After laying down the law, he gave me his evil look and said, “You and your rules.”

AJ is happily sipping a fruit smoothing from the local health food store. This was a Mommy and AJ reward for a busy day of karate and haircuts for us both.

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AJ:”Dodo birds are stupid.”
Me: I understand what you are saying, but I don’t like that word.”
AJ: “Well, I think it’s appropriate.” with a sarcastic nod of his head.
Me: “Well, I don’t and I don’t like it.”

After we spoke about other words to use. Daddy explained the word adapt…which was perfect.

Daddy knocked a marker off the table and didn’t pick it up. AJ made his evil face and said, “It is your responsibility to pick up that marker, or I’ll spank you in the butt.”

I think AJ feels he’s in charge of us all…Has me wondering who the adult really is?!?!?!?!

 While putting AJ to bed one night, he asked if I was going to be around for a long time. We’ve had this conversation before, I told him I would be around to babysit his kids.

“I’m going to have lots of kids.”
“Oh really? How many do you want?”
“I want ten kids, 3 brothers, 3 sisters, and 5 little babies.”
“Wow, that’s a lot of kids to take care of.”
“I know, I can do it. I guess I do need marry Zoe,”
“You can marry the person you love.”
“Do I have to kiss her?”
“Yes, if you are married, you will need to kiss and hug her.”
“I know how to kiss.” He tries to show me the kiss, but I explain that he can only give me mommy/son kisses. So he kisses the air….giving butterfly kisses while moving his head back and forth. “I have to kiss her all over her mouth.”

I an NOT ready for him to grow up!

AJ had his karate tournament this past weekend! He loved it. He participated in maneuvers and sparring and got a 5th place trophy for participation. He loves his trophies and keeps telling me every morning and night.

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There has been a lot of cheering in our house lately! Well, mostly it’s me… I’ve been sobbing tears of joy and relief. Cheering a victory for AJ. He is finally getting an IEP and services for reading, speech, and social skills, and his OT will continue!  Finally!!! This has battle has been going on for years and thankfully his current school is amazing!  You can read about that here.

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Rewriting Disney Princesses

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 16 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

Baking In A Tornado
The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
Spatulas on Parade
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Momisodes
Stacy Sews and Schools
Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
Disneyland in Kentucky
Southern Belle Charm
The Lieber Family
Someone Else’s Genius
Confessions of a part-time working mom
Climaxed
Battered Hope
Small Talk Mama
Searching for Sanity

Which Disney character do you most identify with and why?

It was submitted by: http://www.smalltalkmama.com    

At first I was freaking out. I don’t really relate to any Disney Characters…the villians are evil, the parents are weird or crazy, and the princesses are too sappy or weak. Okay , Merida was one cool chick and totally bad ass! The other ones, I want to scream at hwo they were written.

Then it hit me….I am going to remake the princesses into feminists who create their own happy endings. Of course I had to go with the princesses that I knew as a girl. If I didn’t list your princess, well it’s because I don’t remember the movie or haven’t seen it.

So here goes, this is how I would have liked the movies to be written and animated.

Dont wait for a hero to come and save you..be a hero and save yourself.. :]

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Snow White does NOT eat the poisoned apple…in fact she only eats organic and NON-GMO foods…and the evil witch hired by Monstanto is no match for her. She forces the witch to eat her own chemical apple. The witch sadly develops allergies and the world sees through all of Monsanto’s lies and evil plans.  Snow White decides to change her name to Stella Walker and chooses to NOT marry the prince, but they do live together. She tells him she has a mission, to go off and fight for everyone to have real food. The prince, who we shall name, Jonathan stays home to raise the kids and help the Dwarfs start up and their new house cleaning business, which they name “The Dudes Who Clean”, 

Cinderella has had enough of the abuse and bullying by her step mother and step sisters. She slowly poisons them knowing they will soon go mad. Just as she planned they begin to go insane, and their vile and crude behavior destroys the ball. When the prince comes looking for a match to the shoe, his servants instantly throws her step mothers and sisters in the dungeon for fear they will infect others. The prince sees the glass slipper fits Cinderella and wants to marry her. She turns him down. Seriously why would she marry a man who only cared if she fit a shoe? This man has issues. She inherits her dad’s house and realizes she is great with animals. She becomes a veterinarian and everyone loves and trusts her with their pets. Many years later, Cindy, meets a man with two daughters. They fall in love and get married in a simple ceremony and she becomes a wonderful stepmother and role model.

Rapunzel goes through puberty…realizes this is all bull. She cuts off her hair and sees the witch die. She wonders why she didn’t do that sooner. Sadly she has no idea who she really is, then Flynn happens upon her. He thinks he’s won her over, but she can’t be played anymore. He agrees to find her family if she’ll go on one date with him. Eventually he returns with news of her family and reunites her with them. They do hit if off and Zelly, as she likes to be called, one day trips and gets a terrible scar. As it heals she likes the way it looks. They research this concept, now realizing it’s similar to tattoos. They study and train to become tattoo artists and not only cover themselves in tattoos, but open an ink store. The kingdom is thrilled to have such a hip prince and princess who show that they accept everyone for who they are!

Sleeping beauty is kissed by a stranger…after the kiss he decides he can’t control himself and decides he must have her right now. She wakes up to him trying to take off her clothes. She successfully fights him off much to his shock. He can’t understand why she won’t submit to him, he must have her, she belongs to him now. He tries once more and she breaks his nose and  throws him out the window. She spreads the word that he’s a vile man who likes to rape women. He winds up living a lonely life, since no one wants to date a man like that. Aurora hires soldiers and warriors to teach her how to fight. After a decade of learning she opens her own self defense class and welcomes both men and women to become stronger. She decides that she is happy being single and truly feels fulfilled as she doesn’t need anyone to make her happy. She is already happy. 

Belle is not the skinny girl we see. She is a full-figured, curvaceous woman. When the beast (Adam) realizes to end the curse would not only make him human again, but transform Belle into a supermodel. They both fight over what to do? Does he want her to be skinny? Does she want him to be human? Are they being truthful? The more they argue the love they have for one another comes through, the curse is lifted from the servants and Chip runs over, steals the rose, and breaks it. He decides for them, once they realize the choice has been made they are truly happy with each other and deeply in love. The best part they are truly happy with who THEY are!

How did I do? Do you like my version or think I’m crazy? 

Which princesses would you rewrite? 

FLy on the Wall APRIL 2015

Fly on the Wall

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 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:

Baking In A Tornado
Spatulas on Parade
Follow me home
Menopausal Mother
Stacy Sews and Schools
Battered Hope
Just A Little Nutty
The Momisodes
Someone Else’s Genius
Disneyland in Kentucky
Searching for Sanity
Sanity Waiting to Happen
The Sadder But Wiser Girl
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
Juicebox Confession

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Watching Night at the Museum Battle of the Smithsonian, Dino insisted this was the first one. I tried to explain to him that it was the second one, giving examples of the first vs the second movie. Then explained that I would know this because I like the movies. Dino rolled his eyes at me and shook his hand like I was a fool. “No, Mommy. I know more than you Mommy. I know this movie and know this is the first one. You are wrong, Mommy.”

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Dino and I worked on creating double decker cars…I am so addicted to Legos. He wanted a picture of our cars. He looked at his daddy and said. “This is my masterpiece.”

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Dino was having trouble putting his undies on the right way. I am trying to tell him to let me show him which way they go and he can do it…of course he’s yelling at me.

He slams the undies down. “Fine, if you know so much about undies, you do it.”

Instead of getting mad at him, I make a silly face. “Well I do know a lot about undies.”

We both giggled.

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Dino struggling to put away all the toys he took out. He knows the rule, you take out what you want, but put it all away. He gets mad and screams. “Hey, I need help. I only have two hands.”

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We were meeting my friend and her daughter at Whole Foods then heading over to the mall. Dino was in one of his moods.

“I don’t want to go to Whole Foods, Mommy. Can we just meet them at the mall?”

“Cathy and Cathleen don’t know what breakfast to get. I told them you know the best foods there.”

He smugly smiles. “It’s true, Mommy. I know it all.” then walks always with a pompous head tilt.

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One morning as I’m getting ready for work…this is what I hear

“Daddy please put on Pokemon.”

Daddy, I’m waiting and Pokemon is still not on.”

“Well then if you’re in a rush you put it on.”

“No, Daddy, I’m all he way over here, you’re closer. I have important things to do.”

“Oh really?”

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Now that Dino has reading glasses, I keep repeating about taking good care of them, putting them in his case, backpack, and bringing them home.

Finally he growls. “I know already. Enough, Mommy.”

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We all went out to dinner on Saturday Night to celebrate our 14 wedding anniversary. Yes! 14 years of marriage…20 years together! Anyway, the place we went to has brown paper on the tables to let kids draw…Dino brought markers and crayons.

The waitress wrote her name on the table, “Hi, my name is Erin…in case you need to know.” As Tony and I were ordering, Dino wrote his name. “My name is Anthony.”He then pointed to it and said. “Just in case you need to know.”  This kid cracks me up!

Then we started playing a favorite game of Dino’s. We have to take turns trying to make each other laugh. I tried to make Tony laugh, but couldn’t do my normal routine as we were in the middle of a restaurant. Dino stood up on his chair and loudly said. “Don’t worry, Mommy, I can handle this.” Of course Tony and I were in hysterics…we love this kid.

We decided to have dessert, Dino wanted us to share gluten free chocolate cake…it was almost like a fudge brownie. Dino couldn’t even finish it, it was so rich, gooey, and thick. Tony asked how it was and I said, not bad, but you know it’s coming out the same way it’s going in. Yes, terrible bathroom humor in a restaurant…only in our family.

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Never Ending Garden

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 12 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

Baking In A Tornado
The Bergham’s Life Chronicles 

Spatulas on Parade 
Dinosaur Superhero Mommy 
The Momisodes 
More Than Cheese and Beer 
Southern Belle Charm 
Confessions of a part-time working mom 
The Lieber Family 
Someone Else’s Genius 
Climaxed
Stacy Sews and Schools 

Sparkly Poetic Weirdo 
Searching for Sanity 
Silence of the Mom 

My subject is  

Spring time and you planted seeds, but instead of flowers ____ is growing in your yard!

It was submitted by: http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com

I know I always say this, but I LOVE this prompt. So instead of flowers, I have a forever replenishing garden of fruits, vegetables, and herbs. Not to worry, a greenhouse will grow overnight, so even in the winter, my garden will grow. What you think I’m delusional? Well, the prompt never said I had to stick to reality.

So back to my special garden. Yup, lettuce, tomatoes, potatoes, carrots, strawberries, blueberries, apples, lemons, bananas, parsley, oregano, chives, leeks, onions, garlic, are all growing in my yard. They replenish on their own and there is always enough for us when we need it! The catch? Well we have to share. We have to share the seeds with other neighbors so they can grow amazing gardens too! We have to share the spoils with those who don’t have gardens or can’t always get fresh food. We trade and fruits, vegetables, and herbs with those who have an abundance of eggs and meat.

What would this do to the supermarkets? What would this do to the food industry? Well more and more stores are carrying organic and/or NON-GMO verified products. It’s been a long time coming, we need to go back to organic, we need to be self-sufficient, we need to take back control of our food. If we all started growing gardens on our lawns, if we all started teaching children what “natural” really means we would be healthier nations. Natural is NOT a label on a fake cheese product or GMO-filled frozen foods. natural means untouched by greedy corporations and scientists with the agenda of making more money.

My ‘garden’ last year was just a few potted plants which was pretty sad, but I rent so I am limited. Don’t worry, this year, I plan on buying this raised bed garden from Improvements Catalog…click on the pic to see all the details. Pretty cool, right?

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I have a homemade compost bin-it was pretty darn easy to make. Hubby helped me drill holes all around and on the bottom of the bin, we use bungees to keep the lid on top. There’s a huge layer of amazing soil on the bottom, that we often roll around to mix with new scraps. I’d show you what’s inside, but it’s pretty nasty, trust me soon it will all be amazing soil for my garden.

What can you put in a compost bin? Here’s a big list of things you REALLY can put in the compost.

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In our kitchen I throw scraps in a jar then put them in our compost every few hours. Of course I need a better container for our kitchen, so I can keep the scraps in there a few days instead of emptying every few hours. Are you looking what’s in there? I have coffee grinds, a tea bag, food container, box, and carrot peels.

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I know, I need to get off my soap box, but it’s annoying when we are the odd ones out because we don’t want the fake food or drinks. It’s annoying when I am made to feel like a bad mom because I don’t want my son eating what everyone else eats. I don’t want pesticides, antibiotics, and chemicals in his food. It’s annoying when real food costs more than the food created in a science lab. It’s annoying when wanting to eat real food is looked on as being weird, quirky, a fad, or annoying.

 

Fly on the Wall MARCH 2015

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Fly on the Wall

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:

 

 

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 15 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://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com  The Sadder But Wiser Girl
http://dinoheromommy.com/  Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://gndisney.wordpress.com Disneyland in Kentucky
http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
http://www.gomamao.com Go Mama O

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On a recent snow day, Anthony and Daddy were sitting on the couch.

“I’m hot. I want to take off my shirt.”

“Put on a t-shirt.”

“No Mommy said I can take off my shirt in the house if I want.”

“Okay, but it’s better to wear a t-shirt.”

“Daddy stop, all your talking is making me hotter.”

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We order lots of things from Amazon, while I was out Saturday morning, my order came in the mail. It’s all under my name, so Tony opened it, which is fine, we never know what package is whose. What he did wrong was seeing a package of play foam, opening it and giving it to Dino.

Dino took it and played with it all over our rug. I came home to see the little foams embedded in the rub. I was so mad. Not only did he give it to Anthony when I needed it for an activity with him, but he let him play with it in the living room.

His punishment was to pick up every peace from the rug. Of course Dino gave up and is relaxing watching TV.

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We watched Narnia during one of our many snow days. The next day, he wanted Daddy to watch it. I reminded Anthony what was happening at the beginning of the movie. (Trying to avoid the million and one questions). Dino looks at me, rolls his eyes and raises his hands. “I know what is happening, I know everything.” He huffs and looks back at the TV.

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In an attempt to get Dino to do more chores. He used to clean up after himself while at daycare (they taught him this) now in kindergarten these skills are sliding away. I told him when he’s done with his snack to wash it, dry it, and put it away. He’s knows what to do, but looks at me. “I’m a kid. I don’t need to clean.”

I looked at him, trying not to yell or laugh. “Oh yes you do, or you can eat off dirty plates.” 

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Dino: “I got a story, Mommy and Daddy. One night there was an alien who killed people every night.”

Daddy: I can show you some aliens (think’s he’s being funny)

Dino: (Gets mad) Shakes finger in Daddy’s face. “I’ll kick you in the eye and make you bleed, then you’ll learn your lesson.” 

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One morning Dino was begging me to order a Disney show. We have ROKU so I would have to subscribe and pay for the Dinsey app. There is no way that is happening, between Netflix, Amazon, Hulu Plus, PBS kids, and Popcorn flix for Kids he has more choices that a boy could ask for. He kept asking and begging though and finally said, “You’re a mean witch.”

My reaction was pure instinct. I hunched over, clawed my hand, snarled my face and spoke like a witch. His face showed pure terror and I though he was either going to piss or poop his pants. He was beside himself in terror, now begging me to stop and be his mommy again.

I stopped and went back to “mommy mode” and told him not to call me names or I might become what he calls me.

When I picked him up later that day he kept looking at me scared sh*tless and asked, “You’re still my mommy, right?”

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Dino singing opera….turn down your volume and enjoy! 

 

Too Much Joy???

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 14 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com The Bergham’s Life Chronicles
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com  Spatulas on Parade
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com Climaxed
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://thelieberfamily.com The Lieber Family
http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
http://www.smalltalkmama.com Small Talk Mama

 

My subject is In a world where emotions are considered drugs, your family has sat you down to talk about your addiction to joy. It was submitted by http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Here goes: 

I sit there, shocked out of my mind. Is this really happening? Am I the center of an intervention because of feeling too much joy? Am I enjoying too many things? Who the f&ck decided there should be a limit?

I look down at all the incidences of feeling too much joy. I want to rip it up into a million pieces and throw it in everyone’s faces. How about all the pure anger I’m feeling now? Will I be in trouble for all this anger and wanting to kill everyone in this room? Then I really read the items and I can’t stop the joy I feel.

 

Karen ###### you have felt high levels of joy when….

  • correctly guessing the ending of a book I am reading
  • being totally wrong about the ending of a book and pulled into a total mind f%ck
  • an audio book I placed on hold at the library become available
  • I start a new book
  • Dino says “I love you.”
  • Dino cleans up without being told
  • Dino hugs me
  • Dino reads one of his sight words
  • Dino spells one of his sight words
  • Dino goes to bed and I don’t fall asleep in his bed, then I can do some important things at night
  • Dino goes to bed and I fall asleep, because I’m so flipping tired
  • Dino sleeps till 6 am (few and far between)
  • Dino tells me I’m the “best mommy” for no reason other than to tell me
  • I fall asleep right away
  • I have a deep sleep and wake up rested (few and far between)
  • I came home to a clean home after hubby cleaned
  • I come home to a clean home after the cleaning ladies were there
  • food is placed in front of me at a restaurant
  • that first bite of food at a restaurant and it’s like pure heaven
  • one of my meals comes out awesome!
  • Dino and Tony love a dinner I made
  • getting all items I wanted on my shopping list
  • seeing a new product with the NON-GMO label…change is coming
  • learning about a new homeopathic way to prevent colds and keep healthy
  • chatting with others who are also organic and NON-GMO believers
  • informing someone on organic and NON-GMO and helping them to see the evils of Monsanto
  • slowly eating a piece of chocolate and savoring the taste and feel
  • eating a HUGE piece of chocolate and savoring the taste and feel
  • starting a new crochet project
  • finishing a crochet project
  • texting with friends I haven’t spoken to in a long time
  • hanging out with friends I haven’t seen in a long time and feeling like we haven’t been apart at all
  • someone else confesses their love of Twilight and knows every little detail and we can trade information
  • someone else loves Jackson Rathbone and we can share in his hotness
  • Jackson Rathbone tweets about a latest movie or shares a pic..swoons
  • a fellow mom shares that look “I’m with you, I love my kid(s) too, but really want them to shut up and leave me alone for five minutes”
  • getting me time

 

As they try to talk sense into me, I just think about each of these moments and relive each one. I see the anger rise on their faces and hear the curses fly from their mouths. I sit down and ask who will talk to them about their addiction to anger? Then my sweet Dino walks in, turns around and farts in direction. Slowly he turns around and says, “I parted.”

All I can do is laugh as the stench of his fart hits my nose, which causes others to laugh as well. I turn and look at them. “What were you saying about too much joy?”

What causes you “too much joy?”

Fly on the Wall

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 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://BakingInATornado.com  Baking in a Tornado

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade

http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools

http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty

http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com  Someone Else’s Genius

http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/ Eileen’s Perpetually Busy

http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession

http://dinoheromommy.com/  Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother

http://gndisney.wordpress.com  Disneyland in Kentucky

http://www.gomamao.com  Go Mama O

 

Dino and Mommy:

“I’m so cold and tired.” So he stands there, in a blanket brushing his teeth.

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He refuses to stand up and pee…instead he wants to sit down which causes leaks all over the place. Despite me talking to him about this, he refuses to listen.

“Mommy, I can’t help it. My penis is too big and long and that’s why I pee all over.”

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“Look, Mommy, I’m pretending to crochet like you.” Not sure if you can see the pencil he’s holding and moving around in his Hulk hand.

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Dino using his imagination during one of our snow days.

Dino and Daddy: 

Dino has been scared of going in his room by himself, so he was asking Daddy to go in and get a toy for him. I was leaving for work and couldn’t do it. Daddy was trying to get Dino to be brave.

“You’re a big boy now. You’re five.”

“No, Daddy, you’re older than me. You’re like 292 years old or like 11 or 12. You are older, you get it.”

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While playing with Daddy, he wanted him to move over. “Daddy, just scootch over a bit.”

AND

“Oh I dropped that, Daddy, my bad.

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“Take a picture of me with all my animals, Mommy.”

If I let him, he would sleep with every single one.

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All About The Money

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Welcome to a Secret Subject Swap. This week, 15 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.

Secret Subject Swap

 

Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts.  Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there:

http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://berghamchronicles.blogspot.com The Bergham’s Life Chronicles Z
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com Spatulas on Parade
http://dinoheromommy.com/  Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://climaxedtheblog.blogspot.com  Climaxed
http://thethreegerbers.blogspot.ch/ Confessions of a part-time working mom
http://www.southernbellecharm.com Southern Belle Charm
http://thelieberfamily.com The Lieber Family
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com  Someone Else’s Genius
http://www.eviljoyspeaks.wordpress.com Evil Joy Speaks
http://www.gndisney.wordpress.com Disneyland in Kentucky
http://sparklyjenn.blogspot.com/ Sparkly Poetic Weirdo
http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com  Juicebox Confession

My subject is “Do you think Valentines Day is a “Made Up” holiday?” It was submitted by http://www.southernbellecharm.com   Here goes: 

 

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Well, let me think about this.  If you really love me you’ll do at LEAST one of the following…  How else can you show your love to me? This is your one big chance, so choose wisely. 

  • buy me a diamond necklace or ring
  • buy me a box of chocolates or candies
  • buy me flowers that will eventually die
  • buy puppy or kitten
  • take me out to an expensive restaurant
  • give me an expensive gift card to my favorite clothing store

Am I forgetting anything? 

 

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It doesn’t matter if you do any of the following things throughout the year… The only thing that matters is how you treat me on the Valentine’s Day. I need to brag and show off what a great man I have. 

  • tell me you love me every day
  • bring my car for an oil change
  • buy me bumper stickers that support my hatred of Monsanto 
  • pick up food when we run low
  • warm up my car on cold mornings
  • give me kisses
  • make me lunch when I’m home sick
  • call to say hello
  • wash and put away dishes
  • clean up the mess I was too tired to put away
  • tell me I’m beautiful
  • watch the movie I want
  • go out to the store at night because I’m too tired

I KNOW I’m forgetting something.

 

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Okay…obviously I’m being sarcastic. Yes, I do believe Valentine’s Day is a made up holiday. It’s just pure silliness. Why is it so important  to have a date on Valentine’s Day? Why is it important to go out and prove to the world that your significant took you out on Valentine’s Day.

I understand it’s about the romance, but I prefer romance every day. I prefer my husband to be kind, caring, loving, thoughtful every day instead of just one day a year. I don’t need jewelry, flowers, or clothes to know my husband loves me. I don’t need an animal or nasty chocolate (that is filled with GMOs) to know he loves me. I just need him to show it to me everyday.  So when Valentines’ Day arrives and he hands me a card, I will happily return the favor and be glad he is still my husband. He hasn’t strayed or left in all my craziness.

Now that is love and commitment. 

 

 

Fly on the Wall JAN 2015

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Fly on the Wall

Welcome to a Fly on the Wall group post. Today 14 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://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://followmehome.shellybean.com  Follow me home
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://www.JuiceboxConfession.com Juicebox Confession
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/ Eileen’s Perpetually Busy
http://www.gomamao.com Go Mama O
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com The Sadder But Wiser Girl
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/  Just A Little Nutty
http://themomisodes.com   The Momisodes

DINO:

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Overheard Dino playing with his toys, “You got monkeys, that’s not fair. Prepare to be punished.”

I thought it was cute and responded, “Oh no, hope he’s okay.”

Dino did not like me interrupting his play time. “Stop, Mommy. I’m playing and you are bothering me.”

Don’t you just love the mess that one child can create?  

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Blows loud breath as he cuts paper for art work. “Boy, this is hard work.”

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Showing me how his cars change into dinosaurs. “I know these things.”

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We were trading stories in the car…it was Dino’s turn and he started

“Once upon a time there lived a girl who had two dads, they all lived on a farm…” It started out sweet, then ended with zombies, eating of flesh, and ghosts…

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Dino and Daddy boxing…Dino loves it. With his sensory issues it’s a great way to burn energy and give him that physical feedback he needs.

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Daddy and Dino were watching Star Wars episodes 4, 5, and 6 one day. After explaining yet another attack/death scene, Dino said “There’s a lot of dying in these movies, Daddy.”

Well he sure said the truth!

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MOMMY:

So I get an email Monday one morning from our lovely, Secret Subject Swap leader, Karen. She wanted to let me know that my SSS post for January was posted just a few moments ago. I freaked out and checked. Low and behold there it was. That wasn’t the worst part-it was NOT written and had the title and picture was from months ago…I schedule a few posts ahead of time with the template of the post. I obviously scheduled it for the wrong date. Oooooops.

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As I was getting ready to head out to work, Dino wanted juice. I quickly grabbed the bottle and must have unscrewed it without realizing it, then shook it. There was mango-orange juice everywhere. EVERYWHERE!!!! Thankfully I was wasn’t dressed yet, bust in my morning clothes. The picture would have been awesome, but I just was in too much of a rush.