111 posts tagged “boogie”
Are, apparently, a big fascination of pre-schoolers (according to ParentCenter.com)... Really?!? Who would have thought?!? Teeheehee... Boogie is very proud of himself for knowing that boys have a penis and girls have a vagina (which he pronounces as "bah-gina")... Lately, though, he has been getting a little silly about the whole thing... Take last night, for example... Clark was trying to put Boogie's diaper on for bedtime (he still wears one at night even though he is potty trained during waking hours), and he couldn't because Boogie was busy playing with his penis... Not only was he grabbing it, but then he started to cover it up and smash it down with both hands, saying, "I have a bah-gina! I have a bah-gina!" Teeheehee... I love that crazy little kid of mine -- even if he did wake me up at 2:30am for a drink of water, a potty try, and a new diaper... Later days...
Is certainly one of Boogie's strong suits... As we were tucking him in, just now, he informed us that his Spider-Man pillow (which he cuddled up under his arm) was his "wife" and that his lovie was his "grandson"... Oooooo-kaaaay! Teeheehee... Man, I love that crazy little child of mine... Later days...
Slip... This morning, we were having our traditional weekend breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes... Boogie pointed to a chocolate chip and asked, "What's that?" Well, I meant to reply, "That's a chocolate chip, you doof!" But what I said was, "That's a chocolate chip, you douche!" OMG! Clark and I were laughing so hard I thought one of us might pass out or pee our pants... Yeah... As Clark said, this will surely earn me the "mother of the year" award... Geesh! Later days...
I try not to be "that parent," but it's getting a little tough lately... Boogie is just so darn smart! Tonight, he was showing Clark how he can pick up random letters (from his alphabet puzzle), identify the letter, and give an example of a word that starts with that letter -- all before placing that letter in the correct part of the puzzle... Sure, lots of the examples of words he gave came from the pictures that were under the letters on the puzzle board, but I still think that's rather impressive for a 3-year-old... Working in daycare and as a substitute teacher for a local district, I have heard stories about kids who "failed" their kindergarten entrance exams for not knowing a sufficient percentage of their letters when they were presented out of order or for not being coordinated enough to play catch... I'm not positive, but I'm guessing Boogie will have little/no problem with that part, especially! I suppose he could always get shy with those people there watching him, but I am not exactly worried about it... I mean, the kid hits the ball more often than he misses, let alone being able to just play catch... And, sure he has 2 more years to work on all of these skills -- but he is already a freakin' genius! Teeheehee... I know... "Humble" mama is showing her true colors... Whatever... I can't help it that my kid is so awesome! Later days...
Part of me wants to go upstairs and bring Boogie into the bathroom as he is so strongly suggesting right now [read: crying]... Part of me knows that he has already gone pee 3 times in the last 1/2 hour and that he is really just stalling... Let alone the fact that I just about broke my toe when I went up the last time, since my walk through the dark living room caused me to kick a marshmallow shooter that Boogie had left out on the floor... I can see that my foot is only a little scratched, but it feels like my toenail is split... Good times... So, Clark is upstairs now -- he caved and went upstairs even though he is the one that always tells me not to cave -- and Boogie just sounds so pathetic... I really wish I hadn't let him stay up past his bedtime, but I was being lazy because it's Friday night... Grrr... Maybe I should try to get somewhere I can't hear him too well... [Bloody unlikely, I know]... Later days...
Are a wonderful thing when they keep wanted people in and unwanted people out... They aren't so much fun, though, when a 3-year-old decides to play with them on the way out the door to find the sunglasses he left in the driveway -- when his mom just put her purse, keys, etc. on the kitchen counter... Yup... Had to bring Boogie next door so the neighbors could watch him while I got out a ladder, tore open the screen to the living room window, and climbed into my house... Now, I have a sore thumb (the screen bit me), one less screen (until the windows get replaced in a couple of weeks), and absolutely no desire to cook dinner... Bah... I would just order a pizza, but it's already almost 7pm... Maybe the boy will settle for a PBJ?!? Later days...
They change so damn much in only a couple of years... Boogie used to be this little lump of dough that ate insatiably and occasionally smiled... Now, he walks around with a light saber humming/singing the Imperial March and saying, "You don't know the power of the dark side!" Too freakin cute! What's even stranger, nevertheless, is that my kid is equal parts geek, jock, and nerd... Who knew such a hybrid could exist?!?
So, we have always used anatomically correct terms with Boogie... We have also encouraged him to be as specific as possible when he is apologizing, so he recognizes why it is he is even apologizing in the first place... Put the two together, and you get an incredibly funny moment at the party this evening... Boogie and Woogie ran at me with golf clubs that they were pretending were swords, and Boogie rammed me right in the front of my vagina... I collapsed, and Clark came over to see/ask what was wrong... I quickly explained that Boogie had hit me in the vagina and that I felt like I was gonna die... Of course, Clark told Boogie that hitting was not ok and that he needed to apologize... So, Boogie says, "Sorry." Clark prods, "Sorry for..." And Boogie, without understanding why the adults suddenly started laughing hysterically, adds, "Sorry for putting my golf club in your vagina, Mommy!" Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha... Good times... Later days...
My baby is a preschooler... It's hard to believe it's true... This morning, he told me, "But, I'm too little!" All I could think was, "I know, Dude!" He insists that he is only 2 and will turn 3 on his birthday -- and he won't believe me that today is his birthday... So funny! I guess little kids think birthday = party... We are going out for dinner tonight, so maybe that will be enough to convince him! Teeheehee...
Later days...
It has been so long since I have actually sat down and blogged about all the things I have been planning on blogging... Today's post will be rather long, and it will probably jump from one topic to the next... Feel free to skip this one if you don't want to get all dizzy!
Where to start?!? Well, the other day I was planning on blogging something that was rather shocking to me, but I somehow never got online that day, or the next, or the next, etc.... I wonder what you all will think, though, so I feel compelled to post about it even though it happened on Monday... I was driving down the highway, at about 65mph, when I noticed a dog running around (loose) in the back of an open-bed pickup truck ahead of us... I called 911 and the operator, basically, told me that he thought I was wasting his time... He asked if I really thought it was an emergency... I responded, "For that dog and the drivers who are surrounding that truck, yes, I would say this constitutes an emergency!" He sounded exasperated, and told me that he didn't think it was an emergency, nor did he believe it was illegal... I was pissed, but I still don't know to whom I should register a complaint... Any ideas?
I crashed storytime the other day, with Boogie, and then went out to lunch with Bagel... She is such a bum! We agreed to split the bill and she paid for it behind my back! But, that is not the funniest part... The funniest part is that Boogie looked like he was taking tequila shots at lunch... Why was that?!? Because he was sprinkling "stinky cheese" (parmesan) onto his drink lid, licking it off, and washing it down with a quick sip of his lemonade... Hilarious! That is, after he actually ended up with lemonade... I was pretty upset when it happened, though I realized it was not the end of the world, but they actually gave him freakin' soda instead of lemonade at first... He said something about his drink "burning" his mouth, and I thought he was just being silly, so I told him to stop being silly and drink his drink... Man, I feel like that mom at Chili's whose kid had the margarita... After a while, he wanted the lid off, so he could get a piece of ice, and I noticed the carbonation... I was not thrilled, but I didn't pitch a fit (even though I wanted to)... Bagel says we should have figured it out when Boogie kept taking sips and then asking how old he had to be to have soda -- "I have to be 2?!?" I was like, "No! You have to be much older." Now we know why he was so confused! Geesh, people! I know that some people let their toddlers drink soda, but we asked for LEMONADE!!!
Boogie is being really cute all the time, but he is also getting on my nerves a lot lately... He says the same things over, and over, and over again in hopes that I will suddenly jump up and cater to his every whim... "I wanna watch tv... I wanna watch TV... I wanna watch TV!" ... How about, NO! I know that is what toddlers are all about, but, man, it drives me nuts! It's like that episode of Family Guy where Stewie is going, "Mom... Mom... Momma... Momma... Mommy... Mommy... Lois... Lois..."
I feel like I have not seen many of my friends in entirely too long... I see the friends that I work with, and that is good at least, but I really have felt like I have had "no life" these last few weeks... I guess that stems from the whole "working two weekends in a row and using days off for nothing but running errands" kind of operation I've been running... The good news is that I will not be working another weekend until next month, and working two weekends in a row made it possible for me to get the time off for heading to Vegas! I am so psyched about my vacation... Let's just hope that the jet lag doesn't turn Boogie into a monster!
A while back, my father said that we should go out "for coffee" (even though I have always hated coffee and he should recognize that fact by now!) so he could explain the whole mom and NMD situation... Well, I was all worried that maybe my dad was gay and trying to hide it by staying married to my mom -- though I was not so much worried that he was gay but the thought that he may have felt that he had to hide said gayness from me... Well, it turns out that I was WAY off... Sure, my mom's boyfriend (NMD) seems pretty gay, and he started off as my dad's friend first -- let alone the fact that my mom always acts like she is the resident expert on gay men who pretend to be straight by getting married and having kids... That, apparently, has nothing to do with why my dad allows NMD to be with my mom... Evidently, my dad really does just feel terrible about the fact that he cheated on my mom -- like 20 years ago! -- and is willing to put up with anything "short of her ripping [his] heart out and stepping on it" because she never divorced him and/or tried to take us away from him... The look of relief and the tears in his eyes lead me to believe that he was telling the God's honest truth... He was so happy that my mom "forgave" him (although she constantly brought it up and rubbed it in his face) and never took his kids away that he is willing to pay penance for it for the rest of his life... He said that he could not imagine only having visitation time with us and that anything he goes through now is nothing compared to the loss he would have felt if my mom took us away from him... Wow! Talk about feeling more loved than ever...
And, speaking of feeling loved, I just have to say one more time how amazing Clark is... He is such an awesome daddy, a supportive hubby, and an awesome friend... Even if he does drive me crazy with his fetish for high-end electronics! Teeheehee... The new TV is great, and I really am happy that Clark was able to get something he wanted so badly -- even if the price tag made me balk... He knows that he is not getting anything else like this for quite some time, and he is ok with that, so I guess "normalcy" will resume once again... (Or, at least the normalcy you can have when your home TV feels like a movie theater screen!)... Teeheehee...
What else? Umm... I have been doing way better with the OCD thing, as evidenced in my lack of compulsion to post to this blog every ten seconds... My kitchen is not dirty, but it is not tidy either, and I am ok with that... The only thing that I wish I could do a little better without going completely OCD is my laundry... We get down really low and then I have to hurry up and do a bunch before Boogie runs out of underwear or some such thing... I am so thrilled that he is wearing bog boy undies, though I do wish he would stop telling us that he will "poop in the potty when [he gets] bigger"... Umm... Why not now, dude?!? Sure, we are saving lots of money on diapers/pull-ups because we only need them for bedtime/naptime, but it is frustrating as hell to have to keep cleaning up poop... More often than not, he just goes in his pull-up or his diaper, but there are occasional accidents in his undies, and it's not pretty (to say the least)...
Enough talk about crap, though... Nice stuff?!? I was in the newspaper recently, so people have been jokingly calling me a "celebrity," which is pretty fun to play up... The teens at my library love me and are excited about the upcoming summer reading program (SRP)... I am even pretty well underway with my SRP planning, so that makes me feel happy/less stressed at work... If only I could start ordering books again, life would be just peachy keen! I know it will all get back to "normal," and then summer will take over and make everything crazy again... But, for some reason, I am so much more confident about this summer... Maybe it is the fact that I have actually done this before... Maybe it's because I am so confident that our proposed changes will really make a big difference in how easily we can handle things... Either way, I am more excited than scared, and that is an awesome feeling!
Since I have been in here posting for so long, my boys are wondering if I will ever finish... Better wrap this up... Later days...
