what's in a name...

Ok, before I start I just want to forewarn you that this day's topic may turn a stomach or two. It's kind of well how do I put it...gross. With a little humor in it to boot. Viewer discretion is advised.....

So just about everyone out there who knows us, knows that Hunt is going through potty training. All and all he's doing really well. He hasn't got the idea of telling us he needs to go potty BEFORE he actually goes, but hey, at least he's mentioning it. He'll say...I need to go potty, and by the time we get in there, well he's already gone. I do try to take him every 45 min. or so, when I think about it. I'm not perfect you know and sometimes it just slips my mind. I know it shouldn't, but it does. I've got him to use both his potty chair and the big potty, so he has options. One can never have too many potty options I say. Heck he even tells me...go in there...(meaning geez mom go in the other room and give me some privacy) Well.....
I'm sure my darling Hunt isn't the only child out there that has named his poop...right?
Please tell me he isn't. Oh we've had some good ones. Banana, snake, umbrella(yes I said umbrella),train, wings, gorilla with baby gorilla and tonight's master piece was a rhino. And these little(or sometimes pretty good size) excretions resemble their names. I swear the kid has a knack for creating works of art. Some actually look as though you sculpted them by hand. Which by the way would really give me a scare, but we always wash our hands and I haven't found any to be "muddy"(to put it in a nice way). It even crossed my mind one night to send a video on the phone of the"umbrella"one to Daddy(hubs) to check out. But I know how terribly disgusting that would be and I'm not that kind of girl/mommy....OK so I'm lying. I did send the umbrella BM to daddy and I only did it once. As a very few of you my recall, I had a certain incident with a cell phone and a porta potty several years ago...so this should not be a shock to you guys. I ONLY went porta potty diving, not literally, just with my hand...it does have a nice blue cast to it now...joking!!! Anyway Hunt's poo was just WAY too cute not to. I even made Hunt tell daddy what it was on the video. Of course daddy didn't think it was too cool to get a clip of a potty chair decorated with a umbrella shaped dookie with a little voice in the back ground saying... "it's an umbrella poo poo daddy", created by his one and only 3 year old son. How can he not? How often do you see umbrellas smiling up at you in the potty? See even you're picturing a little brown umbrella with a big happy smile. You know the elephants in the zoo sell their painting, so why not my baby.

Watch out EBAY here we come.....

dish water hands...

Hello all. This entry goes out to all those ladies...and maybe a few men who've stood at the kitchen sink and washed those plates, glasses, forks, etc. until...your skin covered phalanges came out looking like extended prunes.
This evening while I was washing the dishes(and yes I mean by hand), Hunt pulled his little stool up beside me. He told me that he wanted to "pour the water" from the cup I was washing. I thought OK, sure. As he poured it into the sink I was like...hey maybe I'm on to something. So I washed a bowl and handed it to him to "pour"(rinse), I washed another cup and let him pour(rinse) it for me. When he tried to leave his post of head dish rinser I told him that his assignment wasn't over yet. He just looked at me funny, go figure. Well, we did still have some serving utensil and a fork to finish....what a slacker, already quiting his first job. I'm sure if I was caught I would be turned in to some child labor organization, but what the heck. Beside I better take this opportunity while I have the chance, right? In another couple of years or so(or another couple of nights :) ) I'll be having to threaten him to do them. And I'm sure then is when I'll definitely be turned in to either CPS or some sort of harmful unfair and unjust illegal child chore task force. Just because we have a dish washer doesn't mean we HAVE to use it. Now don't anyone get their drawers in a pinch. I wouldn't force Hunt to do anything that his little 3 year old mind couldn't be bribed into doing. Nothing too difficult or complex for the average child of his age. You know I wouldn't make him do things that I don't think he's capable of.
I just wonder how far a bag of M&Ms would go if I were to say... persuade him to do a few other household chores. I can see it now.......

*Hunt come on man that vacuum is not heavy, push boy push....
*Hunt, sweety...do mommy a big favor and scrub this potty. I'll give you an M&M...
*Hunt, could you come here and see if you can reach the knobs on the washer and dryer. I want to see how big you are now...good, now see if you can turn it by yourself...good boy...our clothes go in there...
*Bubba, come here...mommy wants to show you something...see this pretty blue spray, it cleans the windows and mirrors(not your mouth, just windows and mirrors). And look what mommy has for you, these 2 M&Ms...not until you're done...

In all honesty though, Hunt does like to use the Swiffer duster to clean. Honest, I swear he does he always asks for it when I'm using it. Of course I'm sure to take it out right in front of him so that he is sure to see it and ask to use it. He just smiles and laughs...oh if he only knew...

A nibble here a nibble there...

Nothing too exciting today. I was just reflecting on a silly oddity of mine...so I'll share...
Valentines Day goodies... Hubs gave me a box of chocolate along with a bamboo plant and Hunt gave me some roses and M & Ms. Like I need the candy added to the ever growing size of my ass along with the rest of my body. BUT, I do LOVE and I mean LOVE chocolate! The box of chocolates was an assortment of flavors and fillings so let me give you a little insight on how I enjoy these little waist line increasers. I take a small nibble out of each one. Nothing huge, just enough to get a taste. And it's not like I taste each of them all at once. Any who, this delightful process just makes me happy. I mean the main reasons I do this is...1) for variety, a little sample of different ones and... 2)to see which ones I like best. This way I know which ones I can go back to and finish off and which ones to leave for the trash or every now and then hubs.
Well, the other night hubs enters the kitchen to take in delight one or some of my sweet treats and opens the box to find that only half of each candy is in there. At which point he brings to my attention that I'm weird and chuckles.
Am I so weird? Does anyone else do this? They're MY gosh darn candies any way...right? I can do as I please! Sure it may be a little rude...ok a lot rude, but how was I to know that he would go wondering in there at 12:00am looking for something to satisfy his sweet tooth. It's WAY too late to eat especially something like that. So did I mention THAT to him...NO! I just told him that he already knew I did these strange things(among many others)...and he agreed in front of GOD and everyone at our wedding over 13 years ago to love me no matter what! This did include all bizarre characteristics...period!

Next time I'll just blame it on a rat...squeak, squeak...

Another one, am I crazy...

This morning I watched my nephew who's 10 months old. He's a cutie that smiles alot. It was fun having a little, or at least a smaller child in the house. One that I can still call a baby, since Hunt is 3 now we mostly call him Big Boy. Playing with my nephew and seeing Hunt interact with him made me wonder...are we(am I) ready for child #2? They seemed to enjoy each other so much. It really made me realize I'm not getting any younger and also made me think...I would like another young'n kind of close to Hunt. I'm sure if I bring it up to hubs he'll just shoot down the idea. He'll bring up the fact that WE DO have another baby...her name is Zoe(our puppy). And all though he's right a bro or sis for Hunt would be special. I'm an only child and to tell you the truth I HATE it. I mean sure it could be possible that I may have a half sibling somewhere in Vietnam...due to the fact that my dad was over there in the army and he was well let's just say lonely and possibly a male slut*.
To make things worse, we have some friends that just had a baby earlier this month to. We went for a visit to the hospital to meet this new little man and ohhhhhh how I wanted to take him home. He was so adorable and had that new baby smell. Not like that little boy smell...you know the one that sometimes smells sweaty and a little rank. This little guy was so perfect.
Ohhhh babies, babies, babies, babies, babies...

And then Hunt runs over nephew with a John Deere push tractor and I wake up and face reality...what was I thinking? I must be crazy! Maybe we should wait a little longer...

*if by chance someone out there knows of a half Vietnamese and half American person that looks similar to me(may have big ears) and is looking for family ties, please by all means feel free to send them my way. Unless of course they seem perturbed about the whole fatherless situation or they need a place to live. I'm not thrilled about sharing my home with a unknown stranger even if they are family.

Our favorite place

This weekend we went to Kerrville. Kerrville is in the Hill Country of Texas. The hill country is probably our families favorite place. Someday... around 50 years from now hubs and I hope to move there. We both love it so much! The reason I say 50 years is because that's how long it will take us to afford to move there. Price of land in the hill country is in no way going down. I keep telling hubs that we need to start buying lottery tickets, or praying to the Gods or something. I know what you're thinking... This chick should be struck down where she stands, right? Well maybe so, but at least I'm honest.
Anyway, we went through the shops in Fredericksburg and went into San Antonio for a short trip to the Bass Pro Shops there. We also made a run through the town of Wimberley. We spotted lots of deer which by the way had this strange sense that hubs was not there for just the sight seeing. Don't get me wrong hubs does love to watch wildlife just as much as he loves hunting it.
Oh and Hunt by the way can name every deer, antelope, wildlife animal species known to man kind. Now if I can just get him to learn all those A B C's and numbers we'll be doing good.
We had a nice relaxing time and Hunt even took another step closer to manhood. He used the potty for the first time standing up. He normally sits down to do both jobs in the potty, but not this weekend. My baby is growing up way too fast. Now hopefully he won't get the bright idea to write his name on the wall.

Yes, I'm starting one to...

Hey ya'll! Today I'm embarking on a new adventure in my life...and my families lives to. Yes, I'm starting a blog. Mainly because I think it will be kinda fun for family and friends to read. That and well sometimes things in our lives are too funny not to share. Such adventures or misadventures for that matter can only bring joy and laughter to others. And so with that said...let the wild rumpus begin...