Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Toothpaste Spatter and Smiles

Last week I wrote about how Madaline spent Tuesday home with her Dad. Spending Tuesday's home with her Dad is a weekly occurrence as my husband's day off from work is Tuesday.

Last night after dinner, my husband says to me - "I took some photos of Madaline and I today for your blog". Not only was I blown away, but I was EXCITED! My husband is great at capturing Madaline when she least expects it, and always gets great shots.

I however, was unprepared for the following.

Please excuse what is clearly toothpaste spatter on the bathroom mirror. Which I find highly amusing given the nature of these photos and the condition of my husband's teeth.

They have fun together, and that is really all that matters.

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Monday, February 22, 2010

"Little A _ _ holes"

My mom was home last Monday. As opposed to Madaline spending the day at the sitter's while my husband and I worked, Madaline spent the day with Grammy & Grampy. This is great, was great, until I got a phone call at 2:30 in the afternoon from Grammy.

Me: Hello
Grammy: Are you busy? *she was calling me at work*
Me: No more than usual
Grammy: "Do you know what your daughter said at the lunch table today?"
Me: "I can only imagine" *I was probably rolling my eyes*
Grammy: "Do you want to take a guess?"
Me:"No" *insert another eye roll*
Grammy: "She said that the little a$$holes peed on the bed"
Me: "Who's bed? My bed? Huh? Are you sure?"
Grammy: "Yes - she said that you call Morris & Murphy 'little a$$holes'."
Me: "Its possible"
Grammy: "You really need to watch what you say"
Me: "Dooooddddee, Mom, It's not like she dropped the f-bomb. When she does that, then perhaps I will concerned. A-Hole does not rank high on my lists of things she shouldn't say"
Grammy: "Heather Ann"
Me: "Love you mom..."

Friday, February 19, 2010

Teaching Good Manners

Like any 'good' set of parents, we have been working hard to 'teach' our daughter manners. Please, thank you, excuse me, etc. It seems to be working. I just didn't expect it to work this well:

Maddy: "Excuse me Mommy" *as she's trying to move past me in the dining room*
Me: "Ok." *I step aside to let her by*
Maddy: "NO! Excuse me Mommy"
Me: "Excuse you? Why?"
Maddy: "My butt burped"
Me: "Okay" *trying really hard not to bust out laughing because she is soooo serious*
Maddy: "My butt burps a lot Mommy"

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A Day Home with Daddy

Maddy is usually home on Tuesdays, all day, with her Dad.

We also got a new dusting of snow the other night. The perfect snow for playing outside in.

and of course, perfect for Sledding

I *think* it is safe to say she had fun!
Don't you?


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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

wordFUL Wednesday: BIG girl and her BIG bear

Madaline, for all intents and purposes is potty trained. She still wears a pull up to bed and for nap time, but, other than that, she uses her potty.

Saturday night, as I was making dinner, I heard a bunch of commotion in the bathroom - which, as luck would have it, is adjacent to the kitchen. I stuck my head in the door and saw this...


I asked her what she was doing. She looked at me like 'duh Mommy' and simply stated:
"Bear has to go potty Mommy"


It seems, that Beloved Bear, is a BIG bear now. And, as such, is also required to use the potty, just like Madaline, who is a BIG girl now too.

*sob, sniffle, sob*
Why do they have to grow so fast?


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Monday, February 8, 2010

No Dora? Oh, the HORROR!

Dear Nickelodeon,

My daughter is VERY schedule oriented. But, then again, she's 2. So, it is to be expected. While she has very little concept of actual time or days, she does know that Dora the Explorer is on, each night, AFTER Max & Ruby. Last Sunday night to our shock and horror there was NO Dora. NO DORA!!!

It was like we had our own little version of the end of the world right in the living room of the little green house on the corner. And, might I add, 'Mr. TVSCHEDULEBIGWIG', Where were you to help deal with the subsequent melt down and temper tantrum over this schedule change? Seems to me, with all the research you do on children, you should know that an overtired, I refused to take a nap that day two year old doesn't do well with change. Sheesh...

And this NEW show? A new that is going to teach my 2 year old how to count? Umizoomi? A television in the tummy? Is this some twisted, made for toddlers version of Japanese anime? I just thankful that it wasn't another episode of Yo Gabba Gabba! Really....what kind of trippy acid were the creators of that show doing? I can not believe I am the only one that thinks those characters are shaped, well, like, well, we won't go there - this is a PG-13 blog, no an XXX blog. (I can NOT be the only one that thinks that)

So, PLEASE, as we move forward, for the love of all that is HOLY in my house, make sure Dora is on after Max & Ruby.

Sincerely,
Mayhem Mama

Friday, February 5, 2010

Weather Smeather!

We are in the dead of winter here in Western NY. We are lucky if at high noon the temperatures break into the double digits. It. Is. Cold.

(taken last Saturday morning - her Dad was outside taking care of something and she needed to go out that very instance - and yes, I MADE her put a hat on - It's cold outside and you lose 90% of your body heat off the top of your head - I don't want her to get sick, you know!)

However, Madaline has found it necessary that she be naked. My Dad picks her up from the sitter on the days that she is there. He then take her to my house. After he leaves, I get started on dinner in hopes of having a meal on the table by at least 6:15. Madaline likes to sit on the counter, watch, stir, help. The other night, I had just put some sauce in a pot, and I hear "Pick me up Mommy". Not even thinking, I bent down, didn't really look, and plopped her on the counter. Only, the sound her tiny hinie made sounded, as I plopped her down on the counter was 'off'. It was like you could hear the flesh smooshing (is that even a word?) - or like when I giggle my upper arm fat. *gross* I look over, and there she is, in all her naked glory on the counter. *sigh* I informed her that she needed to at least go get her panties. Because, well, as open minded as I am, I just could not deal with her two tiny butt cheeks leaving skin cells on my counter. *gag*

So - there you have it - and if you had looked in my kitchen window that night, what a sight we must have been! The naked toddler and me - me, who was bundled up in sweats, three shirts, a HUGE bulky sweater and socks.

Is it summer yet?

Monday, February 1, 2010

George who?

Late Friday night, Madaline and I are sitting at the dining room table making shapes with Play-Doh. This was the bulk of our conversation. Yes - the bulk. We did this over, and over, and over, and over...... well, you get the point.

Maddy: "Knock Knock"
Me: "Who's there?"
Maddy: "George"
Me: "George Who?"
Maddy: "George" *giggle* "silly mommy"
Me: "huh?" (very dumb look on my face)
Maddy: "GEORGE!"

Who's George? I have asked my parents, my husband and our sitter. No clue. Any guesses?