Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Three Strikes, I Quit

I love my boys and I KNOW they love me, but sometime men (even at a VERY young age) can be insensitive. I guess its a "Y" thing. Let me explain.
First, Zach now laughs out loud. This is a wonderful thing. However, the first time he laughed out loud was as he was watching me get into the shower. I suppose something that he observed struck him as the funniest thing he'd seen in his short life. I'll cut him some slack b/c he's young and I haven't had much time to train him yet.
Second, while I was complaining the other day that I didn't look nearly as good at that moment as I had the day before when I'd gotten all dolled up for a night out, my DH boosted my self confidence one more notch by saying, "Oh don't worry about it. You always look exactly the same!" Thanks babe.
And finally, this morning while I was in the bathroom getting ready for the day Max came in to see what I was doing. He saw my deodorant and asked what it was for. I told him it was to make Mommy smell nice. He said, " You smell good, Mom. You smell like a cow."
So three strikes I quit.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

You Had NO Right!

Dear PBS,
I have been a fan of your programming for some time now and I am grateful for the somewhat educational viewing opportunities you have provided for my now 2 1/2 year old son. However, yesterday morning both he and I were shocked and near devastated to discover you have once again changed your morning lineup without warning.
As a stay-at-home mother of a toddler and an infant I rely on a schedule which now because of your lack of consideration I must throw out the window. Elmo's World has been my rock since before the birth of my second child. It has allowed me to participate in morning sickness without interruption, take a shower without worrying where my kid has wandered, and sit down to breathe every once in a while. And with the addition of Dragon Tales to my son's Top Ten List I can get an extra half hour of random chaos handled.
Some may judge me for depending on children's programming to make it through the day but with a husband who works out of the country 75% of the time and no family close by I do whatever works to get through the day. PBS programming ensures that my family and my home are cleaned every so often.
So I ask of you, please if you must change your scheduling for whatever reason, give us moms a fair warning so we can make needed preparations. And thank you again for raising my children for me.
A Faithful Following,
Lori O and the boys

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Everyone Needs A Little More Decoration

Max REALLY likes stickers. Zach was his latest victim. Jeff has learned to check himself before going to important meetings. Most Sundays if you lift up Max's shirt at church you will find a secret collection of stickers that he is saving to tag an unsuspecting target.
So now you have all been warned.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Take a Load Off

In an effort to find healthier snacks, I came across these new Fiber One poptarts. I am a total poptart junkie and liked the idea of a healthier tart so I thought I'd give it a try. I do have to say they are very tasty and about as good as the original minus the sprinkles. But I must warn you...each pastry has 35% of your daily fiber which means if you eat two or three in a day (not that I would EVER do that) it does have some "side effects." It works on toddlers too! So if you are carrying around a "heavy load" or need to "get things moving along" give these yummy treats a try. Guaranteed to "lighten" your mood!


I think I've given up for now on trying to get the "PERFECT" picture of the two boys together. It's now on my list of the near impossible. Maybe in a few years or something, but more likely it may never happen. At least they are cute.

Do I Look Sick?

You wouldn't know it by looking at him, but Zach has bronchitis. Yes, this poor little guy has been sick longer in his little life than he's been well. Fortunately he is always in good spirits though. I think he actually is starting to like the breathing treatments he has to do every four hours. He smiles and plays with the tubing and seems to enjoy himself. Max, on the other hand, thinks the nebulizer (breathing machine) is very scary and cries every time I turn it on. He sits in the corner and sobs saying, "I don't want a turn Mommy. Please, I don't want a turn." Such drama from this kid. I don't know what to make of it. But hopefully with winter being over we can all be done with being sick for a LONG, LONG time!