First of all I have to announce that I HAVE A NEW JOB!!!!
I found out Friday afternoon, that I was being offered the Marketing Assistance position at a local realty group. I am so stinkin' excited. Not only will I get to do more graphic design but I will also get to work with some really great people.
It is a big company, so the chance for grown is much higher.
Big THANK YOU to that person, you know who you are. You are pretty awesome.
So ANYWHO.
Friday night we went over to Grits house to let Doodle and EJ ride 4 wheelers and play.
There may or may not have been a couple glasses of wine for their Mamas.
This was Dood's first time on a 4 wheeler and HE LOVED IT!
He had so much fun. He wants one now. This is one of the problems living down south. Your children want 4 wheelers at 5 years old... scratch that.
It is not a problem, I love that he wants a 4 wheeler at 5 years old!
EJ Showing off her 4 wheeler riding skills!
Playing Chicken.
Saturday was planned to be jam packed with Dood's school carnival, t ball practice and a birthday party. We made it to the carnival but that was it. It started storming pretty bad so t
ball practice was canceled and we did not make it to the birthday party.
Dood, loving the slide.
He was ridiculous.
He would jump and twist coming down the slide. He gave me several minor heart attacks.
I am still recovering.
He smoked the "big kid" he was going against! GO DOOD!
Another slide. Another heart attack.
He loves some Chik-fil-A
Ok, you see the girl in the above picture??? That is Dood's "girlfriend". She is in 4th grade. He got her a valentines gift. He is in love. She helps him cross the street when I pick him up from school. My son likes older women.
I am not sure how I feel about this.
Bahahahahaha.
I can not look at the photo without cracking up. He asked for Spiderman.
I did not have the heart to tell him he looked like a sad clown.
I think he knew :)
I said Cotton candy and he perked right up!
This is Dood with red hair. He looks even more like a clown but he thought he looked just like Spiderman. I let him believe it. He is only small once.
He played a lot of games! It was so much fun. My baby's first school carnival.
SO this had my motherly menstruating hormones already out of whack... just wait til you see what my husband did to me today...
BUT before that I have to tell you about heart attack #423 for the weekend. See that red hair spray???? BRIGHT FRIKIN' RED hair spray??? Yep, about 2.8 seconds after he took that chunk out of the cotton candy, he laid down.... on my cream carpet.
I scrubbed it 6 times and it was still red. BUT I have to tell you guys. Grits told me to try scrubbing bubbles (I know it sounds crazy) but it worked.
Got all the red out of the carpet in 1 try.
We are never getting our hair sprayed again.... pssshhhh who am I kidding. If the boy wants to spray his hair for 2 tickets, he will get to, and I will scrub the floor....
Speaking of hair... wait til you hear what The Dad did to me today.
So this is pretty much how the boys were all day today.
It was rainy and cold and Mom was busting her butt to clean the house and this is what the boys did. Video Games.... all day. Ugh.
Like Father....
Hello??? Anyone home???? Mom, here. I made lunch!!!
Like Son..
Hello???? Mom talking!! I carried you for 9 months. Do you know I exist right now??
Give it up lady.
So now onto what The Dad did to me today. See him and Dood have been campaigning for me to let them buzz Doods hair. With t ball and summer coming, The Dad said it would be much cooler.
I said over my dead body.
No one is going to touch my sweet, precious, innocent baby's golden locks.
The same locks that make my baby still look like baby.
NO FRIKIN' WAY. OVER MY DEAD BODY.
Well, I am here to inform you that my dead body is typing this. They won.
My heart is broken and Mom is in the corner crying and looking at baby pictures and rocking back and forth, repeating... he is never growing up, he is never growing up,
he is NEVER growing up.
The Dad then told me to get a grip and proclaimed them twins and kings of the household.
I am still holding his baby blanket crying.
*Sobbing Hormonal Mess Pearl*
I found out Friday afternoon, that I was being offered the Marketing Assistance position at a local realty group. I am so stinkin' excited. Not only will I get to do more graphic design but I will also get to work with some really great people.
It is a big company, so the chance for grown is much higher.
Big THANK YOU to that person, you know who you are. You are pretty awesome.
So ANYWHO.
Friday night we went over to Grits house to let Doodle and EJ ride 4 wheelers and play.
There may or may not have been a couple glasses of wine for their Mamas.
This was Dood's first time on a 4 wheeler and HE LOVED IT! He had so much fun. He wants one now. This is one of the problems living down south. Your children want 4 wheelers at 5 years old... scratch that.
It is not a problem, I love that he wants a 4 wheeler at 5 years old!
EJ Showing off her 4 wheeler riding skills!
Playing Chicken.Saturday was planned to be jam packed with Dood's school carnival, t ball practice and a birthday party. We made it to the carnival but that was it. It started storming pretty bad so t
ball practice was canceled and we did not make it to the birthday party.
Dood, loving the slide.
He was ridiculous. He would jump and twist coming down the slide. He gave me several minor heart attacks.
I am still recovering.
He smoked the "big kid" he was going against! GO DOOD!
Another slide. Another heart attack.
He loves some Chik-fil-A
Ok, you see the girl in the above picture??? That is Dood's "girlfriend". She is in 4th grade. He got her a valentines gift. He is in love. She helps him cross the street when I pick him up from school. My son likes older women. I am not sure how I feel about this.
Bahahahahaha. I can not look at the photo without cracking up. He asked for Spiderman.
I did not have the heart to tell him he looked like a sad clown.
I think he knew :)
I said Cotton candy and he perked right up!
This is Dood with red hair. He looks even more like a clown but he thought he looked just like Spiderman. I let him believe it. He is only small once.
He played a lot of games! It was so much fun. My baby's first school carnival.SO this had my motherly menstruating hormones already out of whack... just wait til you see what my husband did to me today...
BUT before that I have to tell you about heart attack #423 for the weekend. See that red hair spray???? BRIGHT FRIKIN' RED hair spray??? Yep, about 2.8 seconds after he took that chunk out of the cotton candy, he laid down.... on my cream carpet.I scrubbed it 6 times and it was still red. BUT I have to tell you guys. Grits told me to try scrubbing bubbles (I know it sounds crazy) but it worked.
Got all the red out of the carpet in 1 try.
We are never getting our hair sprayed again.... pssshhhh who am I kidding. If the boy wants to spray his hair for 2 tickets, he will get to, and I will scrub the floor....
Speaking of hair... wait til you hear what The Dad did to me today.
So this is pretty much how the boys were all day today. It was rainy and cold and Mom was busting her butt to clean the house and this is what the boys did. Video Games.... all day. Ugh.
Like Father....Hello??? Anyone home???? Mom, here. I made lunch!!!
Like Son..Hello???? Mom talking!! I carried you for 9 months. Do you know I exist right now??
Give it up lady.
So now onto what The Dad did to me today. See him and Dood have been campaigning for me to let them buzz Doods hair. With t ball and summer coming, The Dad said it would be much cooler.
I said over my dead body. No one is going to touch my sweet, precious, innocent baby's golden locks.
The same locks that make my baby still look like baby.
NO FRIKIN' WAY. OVER MY DEAD BODY.
Well, I am here to inform you that my dead body is typing this. They won. My heart is broken and Mom is in the corner crying and looking at baby pictures and rocking back and forth, repeating... he is never growing up, he is never growing up,
he is NEVER growing up.
The Dad then told me to get a grip and proclaimed them twins and kings of the household. I am still holding his baby blanket crying.
*Sobbing Hormonal Mess Pearl*
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