Here’s to Extra Days of Summer!

It may be too hot for this time of year and this Mommy might be about ready to melt into a puddle of warm goo, but there’s at least one little munchkin who isn’t complaining about the ‘extended summer’!

Who needs pumpkin spice season when you can have extra days of summer instead, right?

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4 Years?? Really?

Time is a funny thing. Sometimes you look back at something and think ‘I can’t believe that was 4 years ago! It feels like it was yesterday!’ While other times, you’ll look back at something else and think ‘That happened 4 years ago? It feels like much longer!’

And sometimes, you’ll feel a confusing combination of both types of feelings. This is one of those times.

On Needing A Break and Doing Things Differently

It’s 9am and it already feels like half the day has gone by.

I’ve dropped Lilly off at preschool and usually around this time I’m rushing back home to catch up on housework, or running errands, or going off to lend my husband a hand with our business. Today though, I’ve decided to do something different.

I’ve realized recently that I’m always tired, always exhausted, and I never have time to do anything for myself. Being in the last trimester of my second pregnancy isn’t exactly helping with the whole exhaustion thing, but it’s more than that. I need a break, and I’ve realized that with a baby coming soon, This is probably the only time I’ll get to take that break.

So currently, I’m sitting at Panera Bread with a freshly brewed hot chocolate and a brand new book and this is where I’ll stay till it’s time to pick Lilly up from preschool.

The laundry can wait.

Miffed

Miffed. Annoyed. Frustrated. Fuming. Not happy.

Just some of the words that come to mind when trying to describe how I’m feeling right now, though ‘pissed off’ is probably the best word to use.

Why you ask?

Simple: I had to try really really hard today to NOT strangle my daughter’s hairdresser.

Let’s backtrack a little.

Lilly’s preschool starts tomorrow and the perfectionist in me thought it’d be a good idea to get her hair trimmed at the hair dressers instead of doing it myself (like I always do) because I didn’t want to risk messing it up.

I’m sure you can see where this is going.

Yup, the hair dresser managed to mess up Lilly’s hair. The silly woman wasn’t being careful and managed to take a chunk out of Lilly’s bangs, right in the middle of her forehead! I nearly screamed out loud when it happened, but there was nothing I could do; the damage was done.

So yes, I think it’s safe to say that I’m a tad miffed at the moment, and trying really hard not to go back to the hair dressers to murder that dolt of a woman.

On the bright side, at least Lilly is too young to care about a bad haircut and is as happy as ever, so there’s that.

Thought of the Day

When Lilly was born, I couldn’t wait for her to start talking so I could hear her say ‘mommy’ in that cutesy little baby voice, and when she did said it for the first time it was the best feeling in the world.

Now that she’s almost 4 though, I wish that she would maybe say ‘mommy, mommy, mommy’ a little less because after the 4,320th ‘mommy’ of the day, I’m about ready to pull my hair out.

I need more caffeine and little less noise in my life.

Write a Book or be a Unicorn: How do I Decide?

Three year olds are fickle creatures, and that’s a fact. One day something is their absolute favorite thing in the world, the next it’s the worst thing you could ever offer them. Is rice with peas their absolute favorite food? Not anymore, now it’s akin to poison as far as they’re concerned. Do they love the color purple? Wait till you buy that pretty purple rug for their room and suddenly they never liked purple and have no idea why you thought they did.

My almost four year old daughter has recently discovered the world of ‘what I want to be when I grow up’ and in true toddler fashion, what she wants to be when she grows up will change depending on her mood/the time of day/the color of her dress. Yesterday she wanted to be a magician when she grew up, the day before it was a doctor, while the day before that it was a unicorn. We’ve entertained every possible (and a fair share of impossible) things she could grow up to be, from astronaut, to detective, to witch, to princess, to tiger, so I think it’s safe to say she’s still a tad undecided.

Today though, we have apparently decided that we want to write a book. The catch? She doesn’t actually know how to write, or read for that matter. A minor problem but we found the perfect solution: mommy will write the book as dictated by Lilly while Lilly concentrates on drawing the pictures. After all, everyone knows the pictures are the only part of the book that matter, right? All I can say is, at least it’s a little bit more realistic than ‘unicorn princess’ from last week.

Toddler Checklists

House hunting is never easy, especially when you’re trying to find your dream house while also attempting to maybe not go bankrupt in the process. Between all the things you need to check for (I’m looking at you faulty plumbing), and all the things you simply need (my kingdom for a large kitchen island!), trying to decide what is important and what you can compromise on can very quickly reduce you to a frustrated, stressed out mess.

Thankfully, our 3 year old is blissfully free from the stressful side of house hunting since all she really cares about is having a bedroom for her toys and a backyard for that pair of spider-monkeys she swears are crucial to her continued happiness.

pictured: happiness (via pinterest.com)

Or at least that’s all I thought she was looking for in a house.

*us at an open house*

3 year old: *carefully peering up and down the backyard*

Me: what are you doing Lilly?

3 year old: checking for zombies.

Me: ….

Apparently my toddler has her own ideas of what to check for when house hunting.