Obsessed

Yep I can admit it.  I’m obsessed with my kids and I don’t care who knows it.  I randomly think about them throughout the day and can’t wait to pick them up from school.  I want to touch them, poke them, squeeze them, pinch them, smell them, hug them, kiss them, and carry them.  They are 8, 7, and 4 right now and at any given time I will put one of them on my lap, although the boys, 8 & 7, make it so awkward by keeping their limbs all stiff when I try to hold them.  


Don’t get me wrong…they drive me crazy and I have been known to hide in the bathroom and even my closet, but those kids are so delicious how can I resist?!?!   Since my daughter is the youngest and smallest she probably gets it the worst (I still sniff her to make sure she smells like my baby).  But that 7 year old has the softest skin that I just can’t resist. And the oldest is affectionate anyway so that’s a win win. 

Are you obsessed with yours?  Answer these questions and let’s see where you fall. 

1. Do you have that “can’t wait” feeling when it’s close to the time you pick them up (even if you regret it on the car ride home)?

2.  Do you catch yourself staring at them and smiling?

3.  Do you take pictures of them when they are sleeping? 

4.  Do you poke, pinch, and or squeeze their little tushies?

5.  Do you talk/post about them ALL the time?

6.  Do you fear for the safety of others when you think your child is being mistreated?  

7.  Do you still pick their noses and/or ears (eye crust counts)?

If you answered yes to four or more of these questions you are obsessed!  Welcome to the club!  T-Shirts coming soon lol!!!

Your’s in motherhood,

Mrs. Smith

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3 Tips for Raising Readers

Whether you are a bookworm or not no one can deny the importance of being able to read.  With that being said, let’s focus on how we can raise our children to Love reading whether we do or not.

  1.   First and foremost, READ TO THEM!  Studies have shown that we know about half the words we will EVER know by the time we are five. That means that if at age five you have a vocabulary of 10,000 words than as an adult you will have a vocabulary of about 20,000 words. Now if your vocabulary at age five consist of about 100,000 words than it will basically double by adulthood!  Expose your children!  Read cereal boxes, instructions, books, text (assuming they’re appropriate lol), and whatever else you come across, out loud!
  2. Let them see you reading. In the childcare field there is a saying that with children more is caught than is taught. We know this is true. Which is why when you hear a child say a certain phrase or behave a certain way you know for certain who they picked it up from and you don’t question of they were actually instructed to do it cause we know simply being exposed is enough.
  3. DO NOT USE READING AS A PUNISHMENT!!!  I cannot stress this enough. It seems like common sense but too often as a negative consequence electronics are taken away and the follow up is “go read a book”.
How to raise readers

3 tips for raising readers

Now let’s get out there and raise some scholars!

Real Life Parenting #609

IDK who writes the books on parenting but it’s full of lies!  Okay maybe not lies but definitely half truths; and there seems to be several chapters missing. So let me help them and you.

THICK SKIN

This is a natural occurrence once your children are of talking age. Why?  Because they are going to embarrass the crap out of you. Even if it’s only you and them present, their tiny elf like superiority will reign over you as you stumble for a comeback/answer.

Example:  Last night I was playing just dance with my littles. Having a GREAT time, it’s one of my favorite games. When the four year old turns around MIDSONG and so thoughtfully asks me “Why is your mouth open?” …WHAT?! I gasp as I am trying not to quit dancing because I intend to win. “Why are you dancing with your mouth open?” Now all the children have turned to look at me. And the asker of the question stands there with her little hands clasped together in front of her like some little leader of the minions. I mean maybe I was breathing hard. I mean I should have been as I was applying a great deal of effort to the activity. Who was she to question my dancing face?!?! So you know what I told her?… “I DON’T KNOW!!!!  JUST DANCE!!!”

Or how bout the time I took my son to the doctor and I bend down to tie his shoe and he says “Mommy show the doctor how you take your ponytail off!” As he so Lovingly rubs my hair.

Or when my daughter told me how much she likes my costume. “Oh thats just my bra and panties” I inform her as I am getting dressed and she says “No.  Those.” And points to my stretch marks…even doing a clawing motion in an attempt to point to each one simultaneously.

How bout instructing them to clean up only to have them assume that this means we are having company.

One day I was hanging out at my bestie’s house with our kiddos, her mom, and her grandma. So her grandma notices that no one is eating their pizza crust so she starts to collect them all. My daughter, of course, asks “Why is she taking everyone’s food?”  I tell her that she is cleaning up the food that no one wants. Do you know what my daughter said next?  I bet you can’t guess.  She looked at my best friend’s grandma and said “I don’t like you” I nearly hit the floor! Of course I scolded her and told her it was rude and wasn’t nice but the grandma was like “what did she say?” I told her nothing but my daughter simply looked at her and repeated it. “I don’t like you”. Just like that. Straight face, dry tone, and frank. Well of course the grandma is taken back. She even tells her that they don’t even know each other so how can she not like her. After my daughter asked her her name I took her out the room. I couldn’t handle it.

I’ve been in the game almost 9 years!!! I’m still patching up wounds on skin that hasn’t thickened yet smh

My husband is trying to kill me

Seriously. Or wish the worst on me. However you spin it it’s not a good look.


A couple of weeks ago I had a stiff neck, only on the left side but it lasted for over a week!  On about the sixth or seventh day I am in my daughters closet trying to find her something to wear and my husband walks by and somehow it comes up that my neck is still bothering me. Do you know what he said to me…”Are you sure you’re not having a stroke?”  I can’t make this stuff up.  I won’t tell you my response just know that he will call 911 before he asks me that again.


Just last week, after a long day out, we come home and took our shoes off, I mention that my ankles are swollen and he comes back with “Do you have gout?”  How can I grow old gracefully when I have some trying to rush me off the scene?!?! If I say I have a headache he asks me if it’s because I’m getting older. If I stay in the bathroom a long time he tells me I should drink prune juice. If I say my stomach hurts I have gas and I just need to let it out.

I’ve heard of hypochondriacs but what do you call a person that projects that onto someone else? (Cause I’m too lazy to look it up.). Anyone else’s spouse do this?

Bathroom Remodel

Ok so last summer I gathered all my supplies and prepared to remodel my upstairs bathroom.  Then something happened and I chickened out about tiling my own floor and wall so I reached out to someone with experience and it’s a good thing I did because watching him work I realized that I had no idea what I was  doing.  YouTube made me believe I could do it…I’m not sure that I could have.

My bathroom is relatively small but one look at the pictures and you will see that there was still a lot of work to be done.


Everything had to go, the tile on the wall, the linoleum, that yucky plastic shower kit around the tub, ALL OF IT!


 

The sink cost me about $70, the floor tile about $30, the back splash about $20, the paint about $15 (color is Alaskan Skies by Benjamin Moore), and the painting is by me.  Not too bad overall.  Still some a few more touches I want to add (ditch the blinds and possibly add stencil to the window, new light fixtures, cover those marks on the outside of the tub) but hey, this is home.  I’m excited to do the other bathroom.

Bathroom makeover

Vegan Fails

The struggle is real.  That’s the best way to start this entry.  I am struggling on every level.  2 out of 3 of my children won’t eat it.  My husband cooks meat.  Produce rots in my refrigerator.  I eat french fries daily.  I pack the same thing over and over for my children.  When going out to eat with coworkers…well it can be difficult.  And I can’t tell you how many failed recipes I’ve managed to well…FAIL!

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I’ve tried three different versions of macaroni and cheese none of which I would dare serve to any guest; if I had a picture I would post it.  I’ve failed at spring rolls; won’t even go into details about that but I will include a picture.

 

YOU SEE!!!!!  What is happening to me?!?!?!  I used to consider myself a good cook, and now…I wouldn’t dare serve this food to anyone outside of my immediate family.

Now I have tried a jackfruit recipe that might have been okay but I wouldn’t know because I don’t like barbecue sauce, or any type of red sauce for that matter.

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Pulled jackfruit barbecue

Now let me say this, I have experienced some positive things on this journey.  My period is lighter and shorter, and I don’t have cramps anymore; my headaches have subsided; and I don’t hit that 2 o’clock slump.  And according to other people I have lost weight!  So I will try to stay focused on the positive, in the meantime if anyone out there can recommend a vegan macaroni and cheese recipe leave it in the comment section below!

Pink Party

So I’ve been a home owner for a little over two years now and I have attempted a few DIY projects and some things I have outsourced to those who are a little more skilled in those areas.  Now when we moved into our home EVERY SINGLE WALL WAS WHITE.  It didn’t bother me initially, I sort of looked at it as a blank canvas; at some point it became institutional like and something had to be done. So about a year and a half in I got motivated.

Along with many other women in our society I am a Pinterest connoisseur.  If you name it I have pinned it and can probably give you some pointers…though very few of those pins have I actually attempted.  So I began to look at different color schemes and painting techniques (link to board included below) and stumbled across a pin about painting your ceiling, which led me to search for painted ceilings.  BINGO!!!  This was it, simple, small scale, different.  I could handle this.

Now I am not the fru-fru-girly type but I like pretty things.  I had a pretty picture of an orchid hanging in my hallway and a cherry blossom wall sticker so I decided to take the pink and run with it.  Plus I knew there weren’t too many rooms in the house that my husband was going to be okay with me painting pink.  Okay on to the good stuff!!!

So as you can see it is a small space and there were already some consistent colors.  Please ignore the photo frame in the second picture that still has the demo pictures in it.  At least I got the frame up, that was half the battle.  I headed to my local hardware store and purchased all the trimmings!  I bought an extender, a roller, an edger, painters tape, something to paint in the corners, paint tray, paint; everything except a paint brush…which I didn’t realize until the kids went to bed and I got started.  I actually thought I wouldn’t need a paint brush because I had the roller buuuuuut turns out the roller was too big for the narrow spaces and I ended up having to use the thing intended for corners which led to a horribly drippy mess; but in the end I was VERY pleased with how it turned out.

So what do you think?!  Feel free to comment below.  If you have a painted ceiling please leave a picture.