Look at this face.
He perked up for a bit earlier. Tonight he’s dragging and cranky. A little improvement each day is better than none. I had to hug him after this picture.
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Archive for February 12th, 2010
My Kids Crack Me Up
On February - 12 - 2010
My children are funny without even trying.
Yesterday I got out Christiano’s blocks hoping to improve his mood a little. Alyce was sleeping, the other 2 were at school, just Nano and I.
I’m all trying to build him a tower and he is knocking it down before I even get a third block stacked. Over and over and over. I wish I had video of this because it was way funnier in person than I can tell it.
He goes off to play with one of his many cars and I proceeded to make a castle out of foam blocks. He looks over, notices that I managed to get a bunch of blocks stacked up without him knocking them down, walks over to me squats down and starts waving his arms through my castle, he’s laughing and squealing and not finished until there is not one block on top of another one. Even with his destruction, he wasn’t happy that a block had landed on top of another, so he went after those, all the blocks had to be laying in a single layer on the floor.
Is that kinda OCD of him? 
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Ok, that wasn’t as funny in the retelling as it was when it actually happened. What do ya do?
Then Jordan comes home from school. He’s been studying debate. I guess his topic is “why my mom should let me have a dirt bike when she has told me know 300000000 times.) He looks at me all seriously and says, “Mom, let’s discuss my getting a dirt bike.”
First, you say I play video games too much, that you want me to get off my butt and move. If I had a dirt bike I could be outside riding it.
My rebuttal, riding on a dirt bike is not quite the same exercise that riding on your bike would be. You’d move a lot more muscles on the bike.
I then said, and where would you ride this dirt bike at.
Mom, I knew you would say that. I would keep my dirt bike and grandma’s and ride it on their acreage.
So, you’re going to ride every great once in awhile?
Well, I could stay at grandma’s for a week here and there.
[insert my mom laughing here]
And, if you’re worried about the cost mom, I’ve got that covered. I earn money at my dad’s house. I’d give you that money every time I come home. Plus you could keep whatever I earned here.
My rebuttal, save all that money, then by the time you have enough money saved up, you might be to the point where I think you are old and mature enough to own a dirt bike.
Mom wins.
Would you guys get your 10 year old a dirt bike, he is almost 11, but I think it’s more a case of maturity rather than physical age. Jordan, at least up until last summer, had a habit of taking off on his bike. We’d go through this every couple of weeks. He knows to stay out in front, but he’d take off with a few kids. I’d look out, not see him. Load all of the other kids up, go out driving, find him at the next block of apartment buildings, or at the park. Then he’d be grounded for leaving where I could see him. If I can’t trust him on a bike, how the heck could I trust him on something with a motor?
I know he gets mad at me. Our apartment complex is huge, stretches down at least a mile if not longer. I don’t know how many times I see kids younger than Jordan at the park by themselves (with a sign up that says no one younger than 14 can be there without an adult) or out running around the parking lots of buildings that aren’t even close to where they live at. Jordan doesn’t think it’s fair, of course, but I really don’t care what the other parents let their kids do. I’m responsible for the safety and well being of my children, thank you very much.
Let’s flash forward to last night. The older 2 are watching Tom & Jerry cartoons. We’re old school over here. (I actually got a DVD set on sale for like $5.99 with 3 dvds full of Tom & Jerry.)
I started out nursing Christiano in my bed. Alyce joins us because she is *insert fake yawn here* sooooo tired mommy.
As soon as she climbs in bed she’s giggling and just making a nuisance of herself to the mom who is trying to put the baby to sleep. Christiano decided that he wasn’t in the mood to nurse anymore, he was going to play with his sissy.
They started playing hide and seek with my pillows. Alyce hiding, Christiano seeking. And might I add here that Alyce is not very good at hide and seek. With those giggles, anyone could find her including a not quite yet one year old.
Christiano took my pillow from her, put it over his head and bent at the waist with his face in my mattress. I pulled the pillow off of him and he stayed that way, face planted in the sheet, the whole, if I can’t see them, they can’t see me, I’m hiding so good! thing. I was ROLLING. He’s all still, not making a sound, Alyce is giggling up a storm. I said, Nano……mommy sees you. He looked up at me, gasped and opened his eyes all big, in shock that we found him. I’m telling you, I almost peed my pants.
I’m thinking we need to play peek a boo with our hands more. Work on that, just because your eyes are covered doesn’t mean your invisible thing he has going on.
He’s so funny!
Then we’ve got one of Miss Alyce. Who, by the way is off her amoxicillan for 2 days. She is throwing up every time we gave it to her. The dr said to take her off for 2 days then give her 1/2 the dose until the medicine is gone.
I went into the bathroom last night. She comes following me because it isn’t a great trip to the bathroom unless I have a party going on with me. She looks at me and said, “I brush my teeth and go to bed.” That’s standard, she always says that. Then she never goes to bed. I said, “You need to brush your teeth?” “Yep, I brush my teeth, my teeth stinky.” Open mouth wide, haaaaaa haaaaaaa haaaaaa (that’s the sound of breathing out really big 3 times). See mommy, you smell it? I got stinky teeth.
Picking myself back up off the floor where I passed out from the smell………..I let her brush her teeth.
The kids are off of school today. Teacher work day. My friend Diane said teacher work days are so overrated. (She’s a teacher.) She prefers the day off period. Poor teachers.
Nothing planned at all. If the kids were completely healthy, I’d load us up and go to Pato’s work, but his boss doesn’t like it when family comes to eat for free on Fridays, Saturdays, busy days ever.
So we’ll just sit here bored today.
Have a great day!
Note to self, need more prenatal vitamins for me, zinc, vitamin C, vitamins, whatever else will keep us healthy, Pato and I are starting to feel like crud, before we need to buy stock in NyQuil.
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