Avant-Garde Mommy Extraordinaire











I spend the vast majority of my time chasing around my now 20 month old son. Now I know most people with toddlers know that this can be exhausting and time consuming, but my boy, though I love him dearly, is a destructo extraordinaire. He also changes his mind…frequently. One day he was mad because we were out of milk, and he -always- has milk with breakfast. The next three days he would say “eww” and throw his cup any time there was milk. Then it was fine again… he does this with everything. He also does things like eating/tearing paper, clearing off any and all flat surfaces by throwing everything on the ground… and considering he is a climber, putting things out of reach only tempts him and makes it a safety hazard. Even my mom, who had to raise ME and three other girls, says that she would take all of us on our worst day before him on his best… he just doesn’t slow down!

On the off chance that I get him settled down and don’t have to cook dinner, clean, run errands, pay bills, walk the dog, change the cat box, get some mysterious substance out of my hair, pacify the in laws, or have other pressing business to attend, I’m usually on the computer. This also happens on days like yesterday where Ian just wanted to cuddle in my lap all day. I like to spend embarresingly long amounts of time looking up random stuff. Yesterday it was bento boxes. Several hours of just looking for bento boxes, starting with ones for my sisters for school, then thinking Ian and I should have some for picnics now that I have my bike, followed by once again trying to find information on when asian children learn to use chopsticks and how they don’t poke their eyes out like I know Ian would (still not success in my search). Today its my future christmas present. Unfortunatly I will most likely be getting the much cheaper version… but anything will make me happy! Even a french press! (which I might want anyways). I actually see a lot of people who want this sort of thing just to have it, then it sits and collects dust… it makes me cry. This is something i would use daily… a lot easier then running out for coffee, and tastier then my everyday drip (which I still drink happily!) Wouldn’t that be a great way to get going in the morning, give myself an afternoon boost, and settle down in the evening? Also, I would -so- be one of those people who learns to make the foam designs in my cup of coffee… I bet I could figure out how to make a sunflower! Wouldn’t that be fun! Anyways… I suppose that is enough of that for now… I havent been able to go out for coffee in a few days and I’m going to make myself cry.

Hmm… Now I’m thinking that today seems like a good day for a special mommy-Ian dinner. I don’t have the car, but there is a little italian place I -love- that is in easy walking distance… maybe we will go if it doesn’t rain. I like doing special things with my boy “just because”. One of my earliest memories, I think was two or three, -maybe- four but I don’t remember Casey being born yet… mommy took me to a special “fancy” just us dinner. I don’t know if it really was a fancy place, or just nicer then fast food or Ryans, but I thought it was so nice! I remember being worried that they wouldn’t serve milk, they did though. Mom had me ask, I think it made me feel like a big girl. Sorry, I know thats random… it’s just funny the things that stick out to you.

Oh yeah! Rain! And that is why I always forget my plants. It kept raining so much, and they were getting overwatered, so I got to forget them for a while… now I have to try to remember them. Poor neglected plants… Who ever thought to try to give me anything to grow?!? Here I am thinking to myself how I need to water them… and it looks as though it will rain again. Go figure.



Dddiva says:

Bwahahahaha I will take double you and your sisters over that holy terror.. I mean my fabulous amazing grandson. People, she’s not kidding when she says she is always running after or cleaning up behind him… I think instead of that nifty espresso maker I’ll have to get her her very own steam cleaner or I’ll never see mine again.
You might get your coffee shop by the time you are 90. Or maybe I will win one. Hehe I know if that’s my next giveaway you’ll say heck with randomizer and do everything you can to suck up so we pick you.
Tell your idiot father to pay us on time for a change and MAYBE we’ll see what we can do to keep you caffeinated.



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