Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I'm such a mean mommy

In preparation for my spa day on Sunday, I epilady'd my legs. (for those of you who don't know the epilady is a hair removal device that has these spinning tweezer things and I use it in between waxings) I dumped the removed hair in the toilet and the next morning when Ry saw the hair he asked why it was there. I told him that Mommy cut some hair and put it in the toilet. He looked up at me and said, "is it because I play with your hair?" I felt so sad for him, he looked so sad and guilty.  He's always playing with my hair and getting his sticky fingers in it and it drives me CRAZY.

This halloween Rex and I dressed up as hippies for a party we went to. We of course were sporting the traditional peace sign necklaces. Driving home on 101 the other day Rylan shouted out "LOOK A HIPPIE!!!" I of course did not see any hippies in the middle of the freeway. Yesterday we were making that same drive and at the same spot Rylan yelled again "LOOK A HIPPIE!!!" this time I notice that we're right next to Autobahn Motors... a MERCEDES dealership. I guess the Mercedes logo DOES look like a peace sign... Also anyone with an afro is also a hippie in Ry's eyes.

Friday, October 21, 2011

Who's the boss?

Meowzer was sittig on the fireplace when Ry told him, "GET DOWN"I looked at him with a look that clearly said "who says you're the boss?" He looked right back at me (as Meowzer jumped off the fireplace) and he said, "I'm Meowzer's mommy so I telled him to get off"

Friday, October 14, 2011

Macaroni and cheese

For you Ms. Alanna!

I don't measure so much so sorry for the funky measurements

a bunch of mushrooms (I like shitake the best, and by bunch I mean use however much you want)
a little more than half a thingey of bacon (I think they come in 12oz packs)
one onion cut in half and then sliced thin
splash of white wine (whatever you have in the fridge)
1 quart scalded milk (I use 2% because that's generally what I have but whole tastes better)
1/2c flour
6T butter
12oz. Gruyere cheese (I just buy like a pound in brick form and shred it)
4 cups any kind of cheese (I buy pre-shredded Mexican blend and have it on hand at all times so this is usually what I use)
EVOO
salt
pepper
nutmeg
1lb pasta take two minutes off the cooking time (to make it "healthy" I use whole grain and no one notices because its smothered in cheese)
buttered panko/Italian breadcrumbs (I use progresso Italian breadcrumbs and mix in panko. They sell an italian panko breadcrumb but I like the texture with regular breadcrumbs mixed in too)

the way I do it only uses two pots (one for milk and one to make pasta and cheese sauce) and one pan but you can do this all faster using more pans...

caramelize the onion in a little bit of EVOO (not fully caramelized you're going to cook it more later), this takes forever so start them first and then chop the rest of your stuff. Clean and slice mushrooms, grate cheese, chop bacon... are the onions done yet? If not pour yourself a glass of wine.. once the onions are almost a caramel color remove from pan and toss bacon in. Cook the bacon until crispy. This takes a while too so grab a magazine. Once the bacon is crisp use a slotted spoon and drain on paper towel (or not, if you want to leave the fat there go ahead) Cook mushrooms and onions in bacon fat. Once the mushrooms are softened add a splash (a big splash) of white wine. Cook until wine is mostly absorbed and set aside.

In the pot you boiled the pasta in melt butter, add flour and cook 3 min, slowly whisk in hot milk and cook until slightly thickened. Add a big dash of nutmeg, a pinch each of salt and pepper (I think my pinches are about a T.) Slowly add cheeses stirring with a wooden spoon (you should have the cheese sitting out at room temp while you cook and they'll melt faster) once all cheese is incorporated add bacon, mushrooms, onion and pasta and mix well.

Pour into baking dish and top with buttered breadcrumbs (melt 2T butter in bowl and toss in breadcrumbs, 1c of each type depending on how much surface area you have, I like lots of crunchy topping so I do a big baking dish 9x13 I think)

bake at 350 until hot and bubbly and toasty on top

When I make dinner the night ahead I make myself a snack sized one JUST to test it out  and make sure it's not poison :)

Sunday, October 9, 2011

The other night we were driving to meet some friends for dinner at cheesecake factory and now that its getting dark earlier, it was dark by dinner time. The trees lining the street were covered with lights. Rylan voiced what was in my head "oohhhh how BEAUTIFUL" I smiled at his sweet innocent voice taking in the simple joys in life.

Last Saturday I made my usual weekend breakfast of banana pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs. Since its been a while that I've been able to enjoy a meal without having to get up to get someone some more of this that and whatever, I decided to lay out everything on the dining room table. I call everyone to breakfast and when Ry sees the spread he said "Oh wow thats BEAUTIFUL!" The kid was truly moved by bacon and eggs.

Yesterday I was getting ready to go out to dinner for a friends birthday and I was using a curling iron to straighten my hair. When I released a curl Ry said "ohhhh what is that? are you going to do it again?" I said "it's a curl buddy, and yep I'm going to do a few more." At this point I rolled up another section of hair and released it "see?" I showed off my curl to Ry. He said "thats beaut-... oh not yet" He wasnt too impressed with half a head of curls

Today I went to get a massage with my sister in law down on Santana Row and we got kara's cupcakes. When I got home Ry ran up to me at the front door and asked "what did you bring me mom?" I happened to be carrying a bag with dinner and the cupcakes were on top of that. Ry noticed (of course) the pinkbox and exclaimed, "Cupcakes!!!!!!!" he wanted to show me the cupcakes and of course when I opened the box he said "oh thats BEAUTIFUL!" I had to agree

more potty training

Ry working on a full sleeve tattoo
Potty training is an ongoing "thing" in our house. With Colton coming, and Ry being a BOY I haven't pushed the matter much. My sister in law mentioned that she thought he was ready and she wanted to throw him in cold turkey a couple weeks ago. Of course I agree to it because she has him most of the time anyway so why not. Apparently he's good for her and pees in the potty or bushes whatever (I think thats her success secret, he's allowed to pee in the bushes when they're playing outside) At home with me he absolutely refused. After our trip to Ohio I decided I'd work a little more on trying to get him PT'd. We went to Party City and picked out a treasure chest and he went around picking out little party favors and candies to put in the treasure chest. Today he was in underwear ALL day, we have a rule, you get a toy for poop and candy or sticker or tattoo for pee. He had been eyeing a plastic horn and wanted one so badly but couldnt seem to produce a poop. When Rex came home this afternoon he had to poop. Ry (who has no sense of personal space) of course had to go in and visit with his dad. Ry was coaching Rex through his potty experience saying "you get to choose a prize from the treasure box!" "good job Daddy! you're doing it!" When Rex finished his business Ry took him to the treasure chest and said "now you get to pick out a prize!!" Rex, always wanting candy played along and said "sure I'll have a candy!" and rifled through the chest looking for some sour patch kids. Ry said to him "you can have a horn!!! because you poopooed you get a HORN!" Obviously dissapointed when Rex pulled out a candy Ry said again "don't you want a horn? you can have a horn!" Poor Ry really wanted his daddy to pick that horn and share with him.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Flying with two kids under three

My cousin recently got married in OH and I haven't seen various cousins or aunts and uncles since I got married in '07, so of course I jumped at the chance to fly over there and see everyone. Rex didn't really want to go and we didn't have the money to fly us all out there anyway so he got to stay home. Since Rex wasn't coming my mom reluctantly volunteered to help me take the boys on the plane. 

We flew Delta and they charge $25 for the first checked bag and $35 for the 2nd but you can have one carry on and one personal item per person. Rather than pay $50 roundtrip for a big bag I thought that since I had to pay for Ry, and he gets a carry on plus personal item, I'd just cram everything we need into two carry on bags. Which in theory would totally work. My mom ended up checking a bag and I put two dresses plus a small cooler of frozen milk in her bag. But everything else I was able to cram into those carry on suitcases (I'm pretty impressed at myself for packing two children plus myself into those small bags and my mom had to use a giant suitcase plus carry on for herself) 

So there we were Rex dropped us off curbside and it was my mom, myself carrying Colton in the front pack, Rylan in a small umbrella stroller... and our luggage. We had one large bag, three carry on suitcases, three personal items (large backpack for me, small backpack for Ry and a tote for my mom) sweatshirts for me and my mom, blankets for the boys, and two carseats. We got a cart to take us to the check in counter, and checked in ONE carseat and ONE large bag... which meant we still had three carry ons, three personal items, sweatshirts, blankets, a stroller and one carseat... and we had to get this all through security. The people in the security line were very friendly and let us go through the family line so we didnt wait in the big long line (what a relief) My mom is such a stress case though and tried to rush through the whole thing just throwing things on the conveyor belt. She worried too much about people behind us and it just made me more agitated. From the point of us having to break everything down; taking out our liquid ziplocks, laptops, taking off jewelry, taking colton out of the carrier, taking shoes off, it must have been at least a 30 minute process getting everything put back together. 

The flight was good, it was a full flight and they asked for volunteers to check their bags (for free) and we jumped on the opportunity because we knew it would be a nightmare getting the bags on the plane. My aunt also caught the same flight we did so she could help with the baby wrangling. We caught a redeye and both kids slept through most of it. Ry cried about halfway through wanting to get out of his carseat, so I let him out for a bit and he got to sleep on my lap. Once we got to Ohio my sisters were there waiting at the airport for us so they got to help us carry our luggage and kids. 

You would think that having such a traumatic experience wised us up for the flight home and we would pay the $25 to check our bags... nope.. we struggled through security all over again, and even worse we didn't check our bags at the gate and had to struggle down the plane with ALL that luggage. Luckily my aunt took the same flight home as well and she helped a LOT. As soon as we got home I told Rex "when we go to disneyland we are CHECKING our luggage" At least we're flying southwest and the first checked bags are free. 

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

the missing keys

Last week on my day off with the boys Ry and Colton were both being especially devilish. I thought that I must have been overtired because REALLY could they be THAT bad?? But no they really were THAT bad.  Ry was having fun taking small toys and putting them in various boxes, drawers and back packs. I was preoccupied with cleaning and taking care of Colton, so I was just glad that he was keeping himself busy in that moment. It was pretty cute because he was even pretending that he was cooking his toys. On one trip to the kitchen I noticed that Ry had my car keys in a drawer. I grabbed them out and said "Don't play with Mommy's keys! They're not a toy!" he said "HEY!!! I was cooking that!" I was annoyed and put the keys on the table and walked away.

Later that night (around midnight) I started getting my things together to start work the next day. When I was getting my purse together I realized that I didnt have my car keys. I immediately went to the drawer that I saw Ry putting them in earlier. They werent there. I went through all the little boxes that he was hiding his toys in, no dice. I went through the other drawers that he put toys in, I found some random cars but no stinkin keys! I turned the entire kitchen, dining room, living room, laundry room, bathroom UPSIDE DOWN and still NO FRIGGIN KEYS! I even take the garbage bag out and jiggle it to see if I hear keys. I dug through one layer got grossed out and quit there. Rex was annoyed at me at this point because I was making so much noise and had the audacity to turn the hall light on so I could see into our bedroom and search near my bed. (no keys there either) I took my cell phone and lit up the drawer in Rylan's end table, still no stinking keys. I'm completely stressed and tired at this point and pretty much have a nervous breakdown, and I just go to bed. In the morning I still can't find my keys and I take Rex's beat up pickup to work. (which puts me in an even worse mood because the thing drives like crap)

Once at work I call Rex and ask him if he interrogated Rylan when he woke up (he was still sleeping when I left) and Ry said he remembered playing with them but didnt know where he put them. GREAT. At this point I figure its a lost cause, I assume they're long gone in the garbage or something, so I call Mitsubishi to see about getting a new key. They told me I have to have my car TOWED to them so they can match the microchip. This just keeps getting better and better right? There's no way I'm towing my car 20 miles so they can get a stinkin microchip, so I say that I'll wait until the weekend and if I still can't find the dang things I'll cough up the $$ and get towed.

When I got home from work Rex tells me that he bribed Ry with candy if he found the keys. Ry understands that he wants CANDY and thats about it. He knows how to find something if he knows where it is, but he doesnt know how to look for something that's lost. I decide to retrace my steps a bit and remembered packing the boys' bag of clothes for their week at daycare. I opened Ry's shirt drawer and I THINK I hear a jingle of keys... but nope not in that drawer, but I have HOPE. The next drawer I go to is his sock drawer and lo and behold there they are. I have never been happier to see my keys before in my LIFE. I'm so lucky to have looked in there because since I had already packed their bag for the week, I had no need to go in their sock drawer. And who knows when the next time I would've gone in there because the weekends are when I do laundry so I usually just grab the socks fresh out of the dryer. Rylan was upset that I had found them and he wanted to re-hide them so he could "find" them again and get some candy.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Ice Cream for Dinner?

This morning we set out planning to go on a walk to get some ice cream after lunch and naps, but ended up not leaving the house until 5:30. Since we couldnt just have ice cream for dinner (Daddy said not me, I'm fine eating ice cream for dinner) went to have dinner at a mexican restaurant next to "ice cream house" (Queen Bee Ice Cream on Florence in Redwood City, CA) So we ate dinner, got our ice cream (I got coconut, SO good, Ry got orange sherbet, and Rex got Khalua) On the ride home (Ry and Colton in the double stroller) Ry had his back to me, so I couldnt see the mess he was making with his cone. Ry calls out to me and says "I need more ice cream!" I peeked around the stroller and sure enough he had eaten the entire ice cream, cone and all. I said to him, "you ate it all! we don't have any more" and he cried, "but I need some to take home!!!" surprisingly enough he had a very small mess.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

08/16/11

I went to get a massage and Ry asked me "where you going?" I told him I was going to get a massage, he said "what's that?" I said, "a back rub, do you want one?" he ran away and said "nooooo!"
When I got home from my massage he said "I wanna see!!" I asked "what do you want to see?" He said "you back!", I turned around and showed him my back and he said "I like you new back rub"

Today all four of us were playing and wrestling on the floor in the boys' room. Ry was getting a little too rowdy so I put him in a leg lock and started spanking him on the diaper in a playful way. I let him go and he was MAD, but he thought that Rex was the one spanking him. He shouted, "I DON'T LIKE THAT DADDY! DON'T SPANK ME!" Rex laughed and said, "I didnt do it your mom did it!" Ry smiles sweetly and puts his arm around me and says in his sweet little boy voice "I don't like when you spank me mommy."

Rex has been working on our sprinkler system and put it on a timer. To access the wires he had to crawl under the house and he found a bunch of insulation that was shoved in a corner. He pulled it out and tossed it against the wall. Ry saw the insulation and asked "Is that a sheep daddy?"

Sunday, July 31, 2011

7/30/11

Ry walked up to his daddy and asked (extremely concerned and with a total straight face) "you have poo poo Daddy?" LOL I guess Rex needs a shower


Today I asked Rex if my shorts were too short. He said they were fine. Ry said to me "where you pants mommy?" I said "I'm wearing shorts buddy" he shook his head dissapprovingly and said "no"


rex and Ry are arguing. Rex is asking "who's the boss?" Ry says "Mommy is!" Rex, "who?" Ry, "Mommy!" Rex, "WHO??" Ry, "MOMMY!!!!!!" Rex"no she isnt!" Ry, "YES SHE IS!!!" smart boy


Colton woke up about 30 min after I put Ry to bed, apparently Ry wasn't fully asleep. I happened to be wearing a short nightgown and sat on the couch in their room to nurse C. Ry sat up in his bed, looked at me and sleepily asked "you a princess mommy?" "yes baby I am" He's not used to seeing me in a nightgown I guess.


My sister Erica slept over on the couch. When Ry woke up he went to see her and told her "on Saturday, we took a BIG airplane to disneyland and it was scary and we went on a rollercoaster and it went like this" he made big circles in the air with his finger. But no sadly we did not go to disneyland on saturday, and no roller coaster either/



Sunday, July 17, 2011

Rylan's first cooking experience!

Today I was cooking dinner and Ry woke up from his nap in a horrible mood. He cried because he wanted to help me cook. All I had left to do was stir and reduce the sauce which was boiling away on the stove, so obviously he couldn't help with that. I had just finished making mashed potatoes and noticed that the sour cream was expiring soon. So I thought, what can I have Ry make with this sour cream? Answer: tater tot casserole.

I got the recipe from my friend Jen

Ingredients:

2LBS of Ore-Ida Tater Tots
1 Can Cream of Mushroom or Cream of Chicken soup(include one can of water)
8oz. Sour Cream
8oz. Shredded Cheese
1/2 C of melted butter
1 medium Onion (optional)
Sun Chips (original flavor)

Directions:

1. Preheat oven to 375
2. Combine Soup, Sour Cream, Cheese, Onion and Melted Butter. Mix Well!
3.Spread Tots in one layer in a Lasagna Pan
4. Pour Mixtures over Tots. Try to spread as evenly as possible.
5. Bake for one hour
6. ENJOY!!!

I measured out the ingredients and had Ry dump them in a bowl and mix them up. After that I poured it into a pan and had him put the tater tots in one by one. (I dont pour the mix over the tots like the recipe says because it gets mushy) When all the tots were in I took snack sized sunchips and told him to crush them in the bag. This wasnt the greatest idea... He took the bag and squeezed it so it popped and sunchips flew all over the place. 

Saturday, July 16, 2011

my funny boys

Me: "are you done eating?"
Ry: "yeah"
Me: "can I eat your zucchini?" (this usually works to get him to finish whatever he's eating because he doesn't like to share)
Ry: "yeah Mommy, you can eat mykini"

I sent Rex to Target with a pretty big list. On the list was Dishwashing detergent, and dish soap. To clarify I put (powder) next to the detergent and (liquid) next to the soap. He came home with both liquid and powder dishwashing detergent. When I asked him why he bought two of the same thing he said "I knew I was gonna get $h!t for that.." ... but honey, if you KNEW, why did you do it in the first place?

Ry eating ribs; "Don't eat the bones, bones are for dogs only"

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

I got to donate my milk!!

Not only did I do my good deed for the week, but I now have space in my freezer. I ended up finding a girl on a Facebook group http://www.facebook.com/HM4HBCA She lives about an hour away from me and I got to give her 135 bags of milk (675 oz). It's crazy to think that's over 5 gallons. When you think of it in ounces its not as "real" but when you imagine those giant milk jugs that you see at the grocery store... it kinda creeps me out and makes me feel like a dairy cow. And for those of you who are going to say something, I know that I'm not supposed to store milk in the door of the freezer but 1) I had no choice I ran out of space 2) it wasn't there long 3) I'm not storing it there anymore.

At first I was scared to donate my milk. I had read a few websites about milk donation and they all went on to say its something thats very personal and not everyone can do it. I was afraid that for some reason I'd have a breakdown and become suddenly posessive over my milk and not want to share. Actually when our freezer started getting so full Rex said that we should just throw some away, I nearly had a panic attack. All that hard work for nothing??? I don't think so. I needed to give it to some other baby that needed it. I can't say that donating milk has made me feel like such a great person because, well... I dont know, I'm pumping anyway for my own baby, I just so happen to pump out a lot more than he needs, so I might as well just share it right?

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

6/28/11

Ry looking at a picture of a friend playing in the ocean : "what hims doing?"
Me: playing in the ocean
Ry: Where hims surfboard??

Ry: Daddy no have boobies
Me: what does he have?
Ry: a chest

I was making pancakes and Ry asks "what that?"
Me: baking soda
Ry: I want BACON soda!!!!!

Yesterday we went to six flags discovery kingdom, Ry got to feed an elephant a cookie. He went to daycare today, and he told everyone that he got lost and pulled an elephant's tail

Friday, June 24, 2011

Potty training

We've been trying to potty train Ry for a while now, but we're not pushing too hard. Its just so hard for me with C being attached to me all the time. Although C is getting much more independent and wouldn't mind hanging out on the floor by himself for 5 minutes every half hour when Ry has to pee.

Last night I was reading to Ry and he picked out one called the Big Book of Words, or something like that.  It was a book that he used to look at pictures when he was a baby. One page had a bunch of different foods and on that page was a big old pile of candy. Ry said "I want a big jelly bean!!" I said "you can have two when you poopoo in the potty" he continued to look through the book pointing out various animals and inanimate objects. After he finished the book he said "I go poopoo in potty!" I was skeptical at first, wondering if he was just trying to get out of bedtime, but I figured, hey why not, and put him on the potty. I left him for a minute to give him privacy (with the door open and me listening in the hallway) and I heard a PLOP! He pooped in the potty!!! He was thrilled with himself and even more thrilled that he was getting jelly beans.

Tonight after his bath, Ry told me he wanted to poopoo in the potty, so I let him sit there again while I was getting Colton dressed for bed. The bathroom door was open so I coul hear;
"arrrrrrghhhhh, come on, come on poopoo!" I went to check on him after a few seconds of silence
"did you go?"
"no I dont have to go poopoo"
"ok lets go get ready for bed"
"I get two jelly beans?"
"no, jelly beans are for when you go poopoo"
"But I TRIED!!"

Monday, June 13, 2011

one fish two fish dead fish...

We had such a busy weekend!! Friday night we went to the nativity carnival, Saturday was Wyatt's birthday (see previous post on what went down there), Sunday we went to the San Mateo County Fair, and today (monday) we stayed home and i tried to clean but didnt get anywhere because neither kid would nap.

At the nativity carnival I saw some kids walking around carrying fish and I thought it would be fun if Ry got to win one. Rex said he didn't want to take care of a fish but he said that if Ry won it by himself (he had to throw the ping pongs in the fishbowl) we could keep the fish. Low and behold Ry threw the first of 5 ping pongs in a little fish bowl. So we were handed a litle goldfish in a plastic cup with a lid on it (what ever happened to fishes that come in plastic bags?) Ry was so excited with his new pet. He wanted to carry the cup around with him. After a couple tips and spills (literally 30 seconds after he got his hands on it) we took the fish away and put him in the cupholder of the stroller. Ry ran around riding some rides with his buddy Jax and when we got home we put the fish on the coffee table where Ry could look at him. I asked him what he'd call his fish and he said "Green Fishie" Ry wanted to take him out of the cup and hold him and we had to explain that this pet wasn't a cuddly pet like Meowzer and couldn't be taken out of the water. He seemed to accept that but we put the poor fishie on the kitchen counter just in case Ry "forgot." Ry wanted to watch him all night long but I told him that Green Fishie had to go to sleep. I filled up a fancy vase with water and let that sit over night to get to ambient temperature. In the morning I put the fish in the new bowl. Ry woke up and saw the fish swimming contentedly in the bowl. He exclaimed "my fishie is awake!" We went off to Wyatt's birthday party and when we got home, poor Green Fishie was laying at the bottom of the vase. Ry didn't seem to care much about his fish at that point (he was just laying around being boring after all)

Sunday morning, Rex flushed the fish and didn't tell Ry about it, we went about our morning cleaning and getting ready to go to the fair and Ry never asked for it. We got home from the fair, ate dinner and still no mention of the fish. I thought we were in the clear. This morning however, I was making Ry some waffles for breakfast and he comes into the kitchen and asks:
Ry: where's my fishie?
Me: what fishie?
Ry: GREEN Fishie!!
Me: He missed his family and went to live with Nemo
Ry: Him's in the TV?
Me: NO! He went to the ocean!
Ry: He was sad?
Me: yeah he missed his family and was sad.
Ry: Oh...

Thats the last we heard of that... I'm not sure if he'll bring him up again.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

I want to beat my husband

I want to beat my husband. I want to take my fists and pound them into his chest, and I want to slap him senseless. I want to pin him down and hit him. And right now I think he'd let me. He'd totally understand, and I bet it would make him feel better for what he did.

Today was Wyatt's birthday party. When we go out in public, I take care of Colton while Rex watches Ry. The party was at a big park and they had a bouncy house. Ry LOVES the bouncy house. We were sitting around the picnic tables talking, Ry was feeding Wyatt some of his lollipop and scooting around the ground on his knees. I went to sit in the shade with Colton to nurse him. I was watching the kids play in the bouncy house and started watching a couple who was arguing outside the bounce house. Rex got up and went to the bouncy house, he was looking inside... I took a quick scan of the picnic tables, no Ry, I saw that Rex was still scanning all the kids in the bouncy house. I quickly covered up and ran over to Rex. Sharon took Colton and we all scattered to look for Ry. All I could think was that he got into the street and a car would hit him, someone kidnapped him, he fell into the creek, he got hit by the train that goes around the park.

I ran to the carousel to tell one of the workers that there was a missing child. He asked me what he was wearing and I said he was wearing a hawaiian shirt he's blonde with a shaved head. As soon as I spit out that information I just ran and kept looking. I ran over the train tracks and into another picnic area when Rex's aunt Jen called to me that they found him. I turned around to run back to Ry but the train gates had lowered keeping me in. I just wanted to run through and grab Rylan, and beat Rex all at the same time. When the gates finally opened I ran to get Rylan and told Rex that he was very lucky we were in a public place because I was about to beat his ass. The entire ride home I cried and couldnt even LOOK at Rex. I dont understand how he was "watching" Ry. There were so many times that I have told Rex that he can't take his eyes off of him for a single SECOND. He always does that. I walk out in the back yard and Rylan is playing alone when Rex is in the garage not paying attention. He just doesn't understand that a two year old can get into trouble in litterally ONE second.

I still want to beat my husbands ass. Usually writing and thinking things out helps. But I'm really sick of his bullshit

Thursday, June 9, 2011

06/09/11

Colton rolled over for the first time yesterday :)

Today Melissa had Colton laying on top of a train table so the other toddlers couldnt get to him. Some naughty little girl went up to him and hit him. Colton of course starts screaming, and Rylan went stomping over and hit the girl on the head and screamed at her, "DON'T HIT MY BRUDDER!!!!"

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

6-6-11

Me: Ry pick up your toys
Ry: who's coming?
(no one was coming but apparently I only clean when we have company)

Ry snuggles up to me and says "Hi Mommy, how going?"
Me: good how are you?
Ry grabs a fistful of my baby belly fat
Me: stop playing with my fat!
Ry: I like you fat!

Milk Donation

When Ry was a baby I wasn't sure I would be able to breast feed him for an entire year. I WANTED to, but I had heard so many stories of people who tried but their supply just didn't hold out, or their milk never came in or the baby just stopped nursing for no apparent reason.

I'm lucky and at my job they have special nursing mothers rooms where we can go pump when we needed to. Not only was I able to continue pumping after I went to work but I met some wonderful ladies and we pumped together and they were my B7 buddies. Some people might think its strange to sit around in a small closet like room, boobs exposed, everyone pumping together. But we were all doing it to feed our babies. Our babies were the same age so we had a lot in common. I wanted to give Ry breast milk all the way up until he was a year old when he could have regular cow's milk. Towards the end of his year my milk supply started dropping by a lot. I was panicked that I had come so far and would have to end up supplementing with formula. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but I would have felt a bit like a failure. Rex and I had MANY fights over wasted milk. He just didn't understand how much I was putting into this, so a bottle wasted here and there was no big deal to him, but it made me cry. I LITERALLY cried over spilled milk. I ended up making it to the year without having to supplement with formula and I was really proud of myself and Ry for sticking with it.

This time with Colton I decided I didn't want the stress of worrying if I would have enough milk stored up to feed him through the year so I started pumpig much earlier and more often. In the first weeks I would pump after feeding Colton to build up my supply, after he got older and went through a major growth spurt (and my nipples got sore) I quit the daytime pumpings, but kept pumping in the morning after he ate off one side and again at midnight when he started sleeping later through the night. Pretty soon my freezer started to get full. Now Colton is three months old and my freezer is completely full. I'm back at work and so far my pumping has been keeping up with his demands. In a couple months some of the stored milk will expire so I applied to become a milk donor. It took a long time before I finally worked up the courage to fill out an application. Rex started complaining that we couldn't have ice cream or frozen pizza, so I figured it was time for me to donate. Today I got a response back to my application and I'm not allowed to donate because I drank mothers milk tea! I just don't get it, the tea is supposed to HELP boost milk supply, so its meant for nursing mothers to drink. You would think it would be safe for babies to drink the breastmilk. It actually IS safe but they have certain rules because the milk goes to sick or premature babies. It makes me sad that I cant donate to those babies, but I'm still looking for someone else who could use my milk. I just cant bring myself to throw it all down the drain :(

going back to work

My first day back at work was Wednesday last week. When I went back to work with Ry, a co- worker said to me that she was sure I'd cry every single day because she cried every day she left her little girl for MONTHS. With Ry I didn't shed a single tear. Wednesday morning I got up and got colton and Ry ready to go to Melissas like I had been doing every Friday for the last month of trial runs. That morning Colton was SO smiley and happy looking at me when I got him in Daddy's truck it broke my heart because in my mind he was thinking "yay we get to go out with Mommy and Daddy!!!" I teared up a bit but sucked it up and got in my car and drove off to work. He was totally fine for Melissa, which was a major relief because those past few Fridays he gave her a hard time. However Rex wasn't so lucky. Rex gets home around 5 with both boys and I dont get home until 6. He called me about 15 minutes before I got home and I hear Colton SCREAMING his head off in the background. That happened both Wednesday and Thursday, Friday I got home a bit early and he was sleeping in his carseat when I got home.

I think Ry has had a hard time adjusting to not having me at home when he gets home from daycare. At least I hope he just needs adjusting. He's been so naughty these days. I just don't know what to do with him. This morning he finished his oatmeal so I asked him if he wanted toast and he had a heart attack when  I put jelly on it, saying he wanted "the brown one" I have no idea what that means but I ate his jelly covered toast because he wasn't eating it. He then freaked out that I ate his toast. I had new toast for him in the toaster and he followed me into the kitchen screaming at me "you ate it! you ate it all!" I tried apologizing and telling him he was getting new toast but he kept screaming and crying. I walked out of the kitchen and he followed me continuing to yell and scream. I went into my bedroom and he followed me I went to get the toast which was now ready, and I put it on his napkin, he screamed that he didn't want it and continued to cry so I told him to go to his room if he was going to cry. He wouldnt go, he just kept following me and crying. So I went in his room and he followed me, I shut the door behind him. He stayed there for a while but then came out screaming at me some more so I put him back in his room and put the baby gate up in the hall so he couldnt follow me anymore. I went into my room with Colton and lay down feeding him. Ry knocked the baby gate over and cried in the hallway for a while and then came into my room sobbing saying "I be a good boy mommy, I be a good boy" He didn't eat his toast but he stopped crying at least.

Somehow today I cleaned my entire house, had lunch with my mom, took both boys grocery shopping and made dinner and had my dad over. AND it was bath night! I go back to work tomorrow so that should be a nice break. I could never be a stay at home mom.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

5/28/2011

This morning I woke up to Ry talking to himself or singing to himself. I heard Colton fuss a little while later and then start to cry. I heard Ry comforting him "It's ok Colton, don't cry, I right here. Don't cry baby brother" I figured I'd get up at that point and expected to see Ry peeking in at C through the crib... NOPE, he was laying in bed next to Colton. He was probably crying because Ry squished him or something. I'm gonna need a crib tent not to keep my little kid IN, but to keep my big kid OUT.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

such a sweet boy

After our breakfast Ry noticed that I finished my orange juice and asked me;
"Want me pour you more juice?"
Me: No thank you
Ry: want Daddy's juice?
Me: no thanks
Ry: Want MY juice?
Me: no thank you
Ry: want sausage?
Me: no, I'm ok thanks
Ry: want eggs?
Me: no thanks
Ry: want chair?
Me: haha no!
Ry: want ball?
Me: nope!
Ry: want play with Daddy?
Me: no!
Ry: want play me?
Me: YEAH!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Poor Birdie

I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth and if you read my last post you can imagine the panic I felt when I heard Ry trying to open the front door. I bolted into the living room and asked him where he thought he was going. (thank goodness the deadbolt was on and he couldnt get out) He said, "theres a bird next to Meowzie!" I said, "so? Meowzie is fine, a bird wont hurt him." I opened the door to show him how fine Meowzer was and I saw a dead bird on the lawn. Ry looks and sees the bird and tells me "Meowzie STOMPED him."

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Almost the worst day of my life

Colton has been sleeping in his crib in Ry's room and woke up at 2 and 4 am. I brought him into my room at 4 since I thought he was waking Ry up too much. In the morning Colton woke me up at 8:45 and this was slightly odd because Ry has been waking me up at 8 on Monday mornings. I figured Ry was tired for all the middle of the night wakings, so I fed Colton. When Colton was done eating (9:00 by now) I thought I'd get a jump on the day before Ry got up. I went to his room to check on him but he wasn't in his bed. I thought "oh maybe Rex thought it was Tuesday and brought Ry to daycare..." I called Rex and asked him "did you take Ry to daycare today?" he said "no why would I do that?" A wave of panic came over me and I told Rex that Ry wasn't in his bed, I hung up the phone and ran to the living room to see if he was watching TV, then I ran to Ry's bedroom again and checked behind his bed, in Colton's crib, then in the bathroom I checked the bathtub, I checked to see if he had actually crawled in bed with me and was lying on Rex's side and maybe i didnt notice, I ran through the dining room kitchen and laundry room. NO RY-RY. I flung the back door open and screamed his name, I didn't see him in the yard at all and I was about to run back into the house to call 911 when Ry stood up at my feet. I fell to my knees (almost dropping poor Colton) and grabbed Ry and cried. We both cried and I called Rex saying that I found him.

All day I couldn't help but think about what would have happened if he went out the front door instead of the back, he could have wandered to the street gotten kidnapped or lost. I get all weepy thinking about it. And he must have been so scared. I can't even imagine what he thought when he was locked out and no one came to get him.

I asked Ry why he went outside by himself and he said "moeowzie bit me!" Rex left the house that morning at 7:30 and let meowzer in, when I woke up at 845 meowzer wasn't in the house. So we figure that Ry got up between 730 and 830 and meowzer was in his room (which he doesnt like) he must have then gotten into a fight and chased Meowzer out of the house and gotten himself locked out in the process (our doors can be opened from the inside but lock behind you when you go outside) He also said he was finding Daddy so he might have been looking for Rex.

Monday, May 16, 2011

5-15-11

Daddy: Colton's been sleeping in his crib pretty well hasn't he?
Mommy: Yep, so far...
Bubbs: I wanna see so far!

I called Rex and said "It's time for you to come change this stinky tail" (Ry had a tail hangin out of his diaper) Rex comes in and tells Ry, "lets go change your diaper" Ry says "No change my tail!"

Saturday, May 14, 2011

5-14-11

While watching Ratatouille Ry notices Colette riding away on her motorcycle and asks me "Where her helmet???" SHAME on you Disney/Pixar for setting a bad example!

Mommy's Day Off

Today was Colton's second trial run at his auntie's daycare. (Hes much more of a mommas boy than Ry was so he needs a little transition time.) So I was baby free until around 3 when I'd pick the boys up a little earlier than if Rex were to pick them up. I made plans for a nice massage at Watercourse Way in Palo Alto.

Colton decided to wake me up a little early before he had to go on his way at 5am. When Rex was ready to take the boys at 7 I got up and tried to nurse him one more time and then got him into his carseat and sent them on their way. I should have just gone back to bed and enjoyed my time sleeping in, but I was too tired to pump last night so I needed to just pump, afterwards I would go to bed... right? I pumped and the washer was beeping for some odd reason. When I was done pumping I tried to hit "cancel" on the washer to make it stop beeping. That didn't work so decided to just run it and make it stop. I didn't want to do a load of laundry so I ran it with a "washing machine cleaner" and went to watch TV. Before I sat down I saw that I still had my pumping bottles that needed cleaning. I threw them in the dishwasher and loaded the rest of the dishes so I could run that and have my bottles cleaned for ny next pumping. I noticed that I had a load of laundry that needed folding, so I folded that.

After my cleaning cycle ran I heard a few more beeps and thought "oh crap its still not fixed" I got up to actually unplug the washer because there was no way that I was going to listen to that all morning. Turns out it was just the end of cycle alarm. While I was in there I decided to run some of my laundry because I  wanted to run something before I next ran a cycle of baby clothes in case not all of the cleanser got washed out of the system. Once I started that load I decided to gather up all my laundry, then it went on for me to gather all the towels, then I gathered all the boys' laundry... My relaxing morning sans baby was quickly turning into laundry day part two.

My mom called me asking for help delivering flyers to her "farm" so I get up from watching TV and take a quick shower before I headed over. As I was getting ready to go I couldn't find my diaper bag/purse (yeah I'm THAT mom who stopped using purse and uses a diaper bag instead) I realized that Rex must have had it in his truck because we were out to dinner for Crystals birthday the night before and he packed up the kids and all our stuff and put it in the trunk and I didnt realize it. I called my mom apologizing saying I couldn't go help her until after my massage. I folded laundry and pumped before Crystal picked me up for our massage.

We were slightly late to our massages but it was ahhhh-mazing. I need to go back again to fully compare it to my other favorite spas. We didn't get the full spa experience because they didn't have any tubs available to have a soak. (already Burke Williams gets a better rating because even with just a massage you get to use their hot tub for free... but this is a shared tub and Watercourse Way has private tubs)

After the massage I got home around 2, which left me an entire hour before I left to get the boys. You'd think I'd sit down and relax a little bit right? I SHOULD have, instead I unloaded the dishes, loaded some more dishes and did some more puttering around the house. By the time I got home with the boys at 4 it was time to start dinner and Rex got home soon after and asked me "how was Momma's day off?" A momma's work is never done...

Friday, May 13, 2011

My little monsters

Ry: Get out of my seat!!! (to me)
Me: don't you love me? Share your seat with me!
Rex: Ry, let Mommy sit there, you're supposed to be nice to her, it's Mother's Day!
Ry: NO! It NOT Mommy's Mudders Day! (someone clearly needed a nap)

Ry with sticky fingers: I all done!
Me: are you ready to take a shower?
Ry: YEAH!!! I can clean my hands in the shower!
he was too thrilled that he didnt have to wash his hands after eating dessert

JUST as I click C in his carseat to go to Costco (and right after I had changed a peepee diaper) he let out a HUGE poop. I decided to let him sit on it a minute and "finish things up" After about a minute I asked him "are you done yet?" he smiles, grunts and poops one more time. Gee thanks for that son.


Today I picked Ry up from daycare, on the way home I decided to take a Krispy Kreme detour. Ry asked "where you going?" I said "getting some donuts" once we were at the light to turn into Krispy Kreme, Ry said "I hungry" I said "do you want to get some chicken nuggets?" thinking he saw the McD's sign and wanted a happy meal. He said "No, donut hungry"


We're starting to potty train Ry, and Rex took Rys pants iff to put him on the potty. Ry escaped the bathroom and came running to me shouting, "I a princess! I a princess!!!" 
I guess once his pants came off his shirt was  transformed to a princess dress.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Mother's Day

On Mother's Day I still feel like its more about seeing family and my mother, MIL and grandmothers. I dont know it just doesnt feel like it should be about ME. So I said that on Saturday I wanted that to be my mothers day. It didnt really end up being that way but Rex took me to buy plants for my herb garden. We still havent planted them and hopefully they don't die before we do. Thats what happens a lot of the time. We buy plants and then forget to plant them forever and they die.

Mother's day was still great, we went to lunch with my grandma, she lives about an hour away so its a long haul to bring the kids that far for an hour lunch. Ry was awesome though and behaved and ate his lunch like a good boy. Cole slept the whole time and we had a very calm lunch. After lunch we went straight home to feed and change Colton, get the beans for the potluck and then were straight out again for dinner at Rex's grandmas. Ry slept a little on the car ride there but not much and he didnt nap much before lunch on the way there either. He was definitely due for a nap. He was a total monster at Rex's grandmas, running around with all his cousins and being wild. In fairness to him THEY were wild too and that added to his wildness. I just wanted Rex to watch him and keep him out of trouble but he said that it wasnt fair to Ry to make him stay downstairs when the other kids were downstairs. I was holding Colton so i didnt feel like chasing him down and it's not MY grandmas house, so I didnt want to run all over the place like I owned it.

Rex and the boys gave me a gift card to a spa that i've wanted to try. My mom gave me a photo album (she also gave me the same one for christmas lol) and Rexs mom gave me 4 Kara's cupcakes... Fleur de sel, raspberry dazzle, strawberry something or other and s'mores. They're all SO yummy. I shared the strawberry and s'more with rex, the other two are still waiting for me to eat them.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Coconuts

Bubbs: I not pooooping Mommy
Me: What're you doing?
Bubbs: Just farting

Bubbs: I don't have any coconuts! (throwing hands up in the air)
Me: Why not?
Bubbs: You ate them all!
Me: No I didn't!
Bubbs: Oh... Maybe Donald did.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

what baby brother is up to

Since I started this blog to remember the cute things my kidS do, I think I need to mention "baby brother" as Bubbs calls him. I can't believe I will be going back to work in a month. With Bubbs it was easier to go back to work because I had either three or four days off at work. We had a lot of time together since only one of my days off was on a weekend. Sunday was a day for the three of us to hang out, but I'd have Monday Tuesday and every other Wednesday off and it was just me and Bubbs. I'm really going to miss that time with C. I wonder if all moms of more than one kid feel this way. I feel that C's getting cheated out of precious Mommy time :(

He's just the most precious thing. He laughs and smiles so much. He's going to be quite a talker too. He loves babbling at anyone who will listen. This kid is growing up too fast. At his two month appointment he was in the 95th percentile for height and weight. I miss having a tiny baby around. It seems like he's growing up even faster than Bubbs did. He already tries to sit up! He sits in his bouncy seat and crunches up to a sitting position. The other day I put him in the boppy pillow and he was able to hold himself up. He's been sleeping 8 hours at a time at night, in his own bassinet next to my bed, but soon he'll be moving into Bubbs room. I just want him to be more consistent with his bedtimes. If he goes to bed too early (around 8) he wakes up at 3 and I don't want him to wake Bubbs up too.

Gorgeous Spring day

Today was so beautiful, there was no way we were going to stay inside while Daddy went on a motorcycle ride. Once Bubbs finished his breakfast I got the boys dressed and ready to go. I slathered Bubbs full of sunblock, got his shoes on and gave him his sunglasses. He asked me "we going to Disneyland?" I laughed but the question broke my heart. I told him "no we aren't going to Disneyland" he didn't seem too disappointed but asked "Disneyland closed?" I explained to him that no Disneyland was not closed, but it was very far away and we couldn't go there today. I'm sure he probably didn't understand but he accepted my answer. We haven't been to Disneyland since Mother's day last year, and we probably won't go again until after summer is over. My poor deprived children LOL.

Today we had my in laws over for dinner and I made sliders. This is one of my favorite dinners to entertain with (although only the second time I've done it) We had pulled pork, turkey and regular beef sliders with all the fixings. Sauteed onions, tiny tomatoes, lettuce, bacon, avocado... Potato salad and regular salad. It was a hit with everyone and we still have some leftover pulled pork for lunch tomorrow.

The best part of any meal is dessert of course. On our walk this afternoon we stopped at the ice cream shop (Queen Bee Ice Cream). They share their space with an angel food cake bakery (Angel Heart Cakes Bakery).  Bubbs got a rainbow sherbet and I got a lavender ice cream. Both were delicious (in the past I had ginger ice cream and that was amazing) The lavender didn't really taste like lavender, but it was still good. While we were there I got an angel food cake with strawberries baked in. I never really liked angel food cake as a kid. The kind my mom got was from the grocery store and they made my teeth feel funny. I didn't have high hopes for this cake but wanted to try them out since they looked interesting. OMG this cake was so delicious. I've had three slices tonight. Thank goodness my mother in law and her husband left before dessert so there were plenty of leftovers. :) The cake was moist and the top was crispy and chewy and utterly YUM. I'm so sad that I'll have to wait two days before I can get another one. They're closed Sunday and Monday. Oh well, I guess I'll just have to tough it out. They even have cupcakes made with angel food... just covered in buttercream :)

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Cupcakes

Today I was on a mission to go grocery shopping and get cupcakes. Cupcakes would have to be before groceries because I didnt want a car full of groceries to sit in the hot sun. ALSO I knew I should eat lunch before getting cupcakes and grocery shopping. You can't shop on an empty stomach!! Especially cupcake shopping! Anyway I went to a little taqueria next to Kara's Cupcakes and I was thinking "geez I really don't want a HUGE burrito right now but heck lets see what else they have" Low and behold MINI super burritos. The same thing as a super burrito but smaller! PERFECT... right? I couldn't decide what I wanted so I ended up with both a carnitas and pollo asado mini burritos. I wasnt PLANNING on eating both of them but they tasted so good I couldnt help myself.

On to Kara's I LOVE this place so much more than Sprinkles. Sprinkles is a little bit closer to me but they're overrated in my opinion. For me; cupcake frosting NEEDS to be lickable. Sprinkles cupcakes are not lickable at all and their signature sprinkle is disgusting. I do like that they have a lot of different flavors and its kinda cool that there are certain flavors on certain days. I have never gone in to sprinkles wanting a certain flavor and been dissapointed with "sorry we're out" at Kara's they have the best frosting, and they have filled cupcakes. Their decorations dont taste like plastic discs, they're yummy fondant. Another plus is they have MINI cupcakes. So if I really wanted I could get a bunch of different flavors and eat them all. I could definitely do this with the regular sized cupcakes, but I feel like less of a lard ass with the minis. Their one flaw is if I go in craving a peanut butter chocolate cupcake, they may or may not have them. I've even gone in at 4pm and they closed because they were all out of cupcakes.

At Karas I ordered a Smores, Fleur de Sel, passion fruit, and hazlenut cupcakes. I ordered a mini sweet vanilla on a napkin... pretending that I wouldnt be eating the big ones myself. (yeah right) I ate the mini in one bite and had enough self control to wait until after Bubbs went to bed to eat them. I split the Smores in half and shared with the Hubbs, he's VERY lucky I shared. It was delicious, it was a chocolate cake with a graham cracker bottom topped with marshmallow topping that they seem to have set a torch to. I let him have the hazelnut but he gave me a bite. The frosting tasted like butter and the cake was sweet but not too sweet. It tasted like a very moist muffin. The one I saved for myself was the fleur de sel. Its a chocolate cupcake filled with caramel and topped with chocolate ganache and sprinkled with fleur de sel. SO yummy. I'm tempted to eat the last one, but I promised bubbs he could have a cupcake. You're probably thinking "go ahead eat it, he won't remember" but ohhhh yes he does. He's going to wake up thinking about that cupcake and I dont want to be there if he cant have it.

Anyway after Kara's I went to the grocery store and thank goodness I wasn't hungry because I spent $200 and only God knows how much I would've spent if impulse buys came into play

Monday, April 25, 2011

Observations of a two year old

While driving through mountains Bubba looked up and saw the powerlines had big balls attached to them (to make them visible to planes) and shouts out "LOOK! COCONUTS!"

My mom's stairs have a landing that overlooks the dining room and as Bubbs was playing on the landing, he stops suddenly and says "Look! It's monsters!"
"Where?" I ask
"Right there! Eating at Grandma's table!" as he points to the dining room table.
"Oh yeah? What are they eating?"
"Mac and Cheese" he says matter of factly

More things they say

Bubbs came running to me today with a cork in his hand and says, "LOOK! It's a cork! It's for your Mommy's juice!"

While getting ready for bed he asked me to see what I thought was "dragon roll" it sounded like "dago woll" and since we just ate at a japanese restaurant I figured he was talking about sushi. I asked if he wanted a dragon roll he said no, and repeated "dago woll" I asked what a "dago woll" was and he said "kitty" and I asked if he meant Little Mow, or Tiger Lilly (my moms kitties) and he said no. I asked who the kitty belonged to and he said "Minnie!!!" "Ohhhh you mean FIGARO?" he nods "yeah dago woll!"

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

My poor neglected child

I feel so bad for Bubba, more and more he's been soaking through his diapers and wetting his clothes. I like to think that it's because he doesn't let us change his diaper when we ask. But is it really just because I'm so distracted with Cubba and I don't pay enough attention to Bubbs? with my lack of sleep these days I also find myself short tempered. Bubbs told me he had to 'poopoo in the potty' and I ran to take him to the bathroom and once we got there he said he couldnt go. I took him off and left him without a diaper because i knew he'd want to try again. Two minutes later he again asked to poop in the potty, and I took him but this time he cried and said he couldnt do it and asked for his diaper. I put his diaper on and told him to tell me if he had to go poop because he'd get a jellybean if he went in the potty. Less than 5 minutes later he pooped in his diaper and i was SO annoyed! I told him only babies poop in diapers, and since one of his favorite insults these days is "crybaby" (along with poopoo head and knucklehead) I called him crybaby and he burst into tears. I'm such a mean mommy, but I'm SO SICK OF POOP!!!! With C i'm changing diapers every 15 minutes as it is, and its just so HARD dealing with stinky two year old poop :(

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

The things they say

Me: Bubba, pick up these toys before you take more out
Bubba: maybe tomorrow

Bubba: ew yucky! (spits out chewed up pea pod)
Me: PUT IT IN THE SINK!
Bubba: You want it?


Me: Don't touch ladies boobies
Bubba: You Lady?
Me: yes I am
Bubba: No touch mommy's boobies?
Me: That's right
Bubba: No touch Jennifer's boobies?
Me: no, don't touch my boobies
Bubba: don't touch ANYBODYS boobies