Spencer is reflecting on what all this birthday business means. Hmm. My dad is old. I am young. Hmm. Interesting.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Michael's 33rd Birthday
Spencer is reflecting on what all this birthday business means. Hmm. My dad is old. I am young. Hmm. Interesting.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Party People
Josh and Amy were there with baby Jacob. I swear he has totally changed in just 1 week. He's gained weight too. This is not the best picture because of the sun beam behind Michael's head, but Jacob looks so cute I couldn't not share it.
Spencer playing with his girlfriend Lilly. A picture where all the subjects are looking at the camera AND smiling. Incredible. Unbelievable.
Tyler has a cool little jungle gym in the backyard.
Here's the birthday boy. Nothing like playing in the rocks at your own party.
Spencer got a little rock time himself.
Karen (Tyler's mommy and my friend since 5th grade) was a baker extraordinaire and had cupcakes for everyone.
Tyler had his own smash cake.
He wasn't quite sure what to do with it.
Hey! This frosting stuff is fun. Fun to smoosh all over my mother!
It's the only time I have ever seen a totally clean baby and a totally frosting/cake covered mother.
It's hard to see in the picture but Zac had just smashed a cupcake into his mother's chest. She was covered with cake and frosting. Karen still had a fair amount of cake and frosting all over her. We wanted to get a group shot before Chelsea left so I had to stand next to Frosting 1 and Frosting 2. It was a little close for my comfort.
Tomorrow is Michael's birthday. He's going to be 33. I've been celebrating birthdays with him since he turned 20. I bought him a hat that year. Spencer already went ahead and told Daddy what we bought him at Old Navy. Geesh! 2 years old and already ruining secrets.
Friday, May 28, 2010
My 1st day of summer vacation
Spencer and I cuddled in bed for a good 15 minutes. It was lovely. Then we got up and I made breakfast. My parents were here so I had to do better than cold cereal. I made fried eggs and toast. My fried eggs were horrible. This is why- I used Pam spray instead of butter. Never a good idea.

After class we went to lunch at AJ's. I love eating lunch at AJ's. I don't love the price I spend to eat there, but I do love their food options. Particularly their bakery items. I didn't get anything from the bakery today. Boo.
When we got home Spencer went down for a nap and I exercised with this DVD. I now have 3 Jillian DVD's. That woman is a fitness monster. She's literally making me kick my own ass. The good news is that I did in fact lose 5 pounds since last Friday. I'm hungry and sore. Michael came home from work and we ate dinner. Then we went to the mall to get a gift for a party we're going to tomorrow. We went to Bath & Body Works. I bought a few little gems for myself.
Spencer's in bed now. Thought I'd get on the ol' blog to write the absolutely, positively most boring blog post I have ever done. Honestly. Did you read this thing? It sucked.
I will make up for it though. This weekend is going to have 2 parties and Michael's birthday. I will, no doubt, gain back the 5 pounds and, knowing me, about 7 more.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
It's the Final Countdown
These are the present progressive "ing" things I want to accomplish this summer.
Swimming. Swim lessons. Swim parties. Lap swim. As long as the water is cool and hopefully urine free.




Shopping. Preferably with someone else's money that they have generously shared with me.



Man, it's gonna be a good summer.
Monday, May 24, 2010
I don't want to talk about it
Today was just one of those days. One of those days that you don't ever want to think about again, but you have to blog about so when your kid is 13 and sassing his mouth off to you, you can pull up the archives and throw it in his face.
We have a window like this in the guest room. Nothing was covering it. Our guests wake up at the crack of dawn and feel as if they are waking up on the sun. I decided today that we needed to buy a curtain to cover it. Today was the day because my parents spent the night last night and my dad was bitching about it this morning.
Spencer does his business. Good. Let's go pick this curtain out. We walk to the very back of the store. Again. For the 3rd time. "Mommy, me pooped again." "What? You need to go again?" "No, me poop again already."
Oh, GAWD. What do I do now? I did the look test. Nothing. I did a little sniff test. Nothing. So we went and picked out the curtain. And a curtain rod. Then we went to the baby section and bought some wipes, just incase.
So, we go out to the car and unload everything and I empty the Target bags to use as laundry/garbage bags, just incase. I pull off Spencer's clothes. Yup. Little accident. Not bad, but definitely not pleasant and definitely not sitting in a car seat in cookie monster underwear on the way home. I use the new wipes to clean him up.
Now, I always, always, always bring a change of clothes with us wherever we go. Since Spencer stopped wearing diapers on March 2nd he has had one accident, on March 5th. Really, he only had 1 accident the entire potty training experience. But I always bring clothes. Just incase.
Where are the clothes? On the backseat? No. On the front seat. No. On the bench at home? Yes. Great, no clothes. What do I have? A size 4 diaper from when Spencer was 1.
Well, it was better than being naked. The curtain looks nice. It will block a lot of sunlight. It was SO not worth what happened.
But just incase you were wondering, it does not, in fact, make me want to take a break from shopping at Target.
Llama Time!
We got to the toy store and as we were parking I said, "I wonder where they have the llama? Maybe in a pen behind the store? I can't imagine they would have it inside of the store".
Do you see where I'm going with this?
So, we walk inside. Yup. Live llama. In the toy store.