Monday, May 17, 2010


I know I’ve said it a million times before but there really is never enough time in the day. Especially now that I am part-time, I still have the same work load and responsibilities just fewer hours to accomplish everything I need to accomplish in a work week. The days I am home I am running around trying to get caught up on house work and squeeze in something fun and some quality time with the kids. We plan play dates and fun activities which are great for the kids and I enjoy them too but once it’s over and we are home I am overwhelmed and exhausted which then leads to things getting out of control in the house again meaning another day will have to be spent catching up from all that was left behind and to do. I can no longer take both of my children to the grocery with me, IMPOSSIBLE, so I have to wait for a time when Trav is home to watch one of them which leads to one or both screaming and throwing a fit, after they go to sleep or before they wake up. Understand, that my kids go to bed around 7:30 and this is the time I spend getting their bags ready for the next day, taking a bath, spending time with Trav, reading, enjoying the quiet. Since my kids go to bed at 7:30 they are up pretty early, on the days we have to get up and get moving I have to wake them up and neither one is happy about it, the days we can sleep in-no one does, we are all up by 6:30 ALWAYS. So to grocery shop after they are in bed cuts in the time I need to recharge and to go in the morning before they wake up and before Trav has to leave for work means I need to get up at the crack of dawn. I don’t mind waking up at the crack of dawn, I have always done it and it really isn’t so bad especially if it means I get to have alone time even if the alone time is spent in Wal-Mart with dozens of other people. So if you are ever in Wal-Mart at 4 a.m. or 5 a.m. on Saturday morning, please pretend that you don’t see me, b/c your assumption would be right-Yes, I did just roll out of bed, brush my teeth and put some shoes on and I am pretending I am alone, you see--the tons of people stocking the shelves, the giant loud machine buffing the floors, the fork lifts and pallets lining every aisle, those things have nothing on the volume of my two children and the obstacles they are able to create.

Enough ranting-the boys are fabulous-ALL BOY but fabulous!!

Cooper 1st birthday was May 5th, we had a check up which went well, he weighs 20lbs and is 30 ½ inches long, freakishly tall and freakishly skinny. We’ve switched to whole milk (which is seriously close to being as expensive as formula) and are working on weaning him off the bottle. He will eat anything we will let him, he loves grilled pork chops, chicken, hamburger, peas, granny’s chicken and dumplins, grits, pancakes, sausage, sweet potatoes, rice, green beans, the list goes on, this means we are no longer having to buy baby food, WHOO HOO!! He never stops talking, constant jabbering. He’s been saying ma ma, da da, dog, ball, Jackson and thank you for many months; now he says lots of other things that we aren’t real sure of. He has been walking since he was 9/10 months old. He waves bye and pretends to go to sleep. He doesn’t like it when Jackson gets in trouble (but he’s getting pretty accustom to it since it happens frequently.) In case you didn’t know, the world revolves around him and if anyone forgets this he is quick to remind them. This leads to many fight bt/w him and Jax because as far as Jackson is concerned the world revolves around him.

Jackson will be turning 3, July 6th; this blows my mind b/c I vividly remember his delivery and it does seem like it was just the other day. He is growing so fast and learning so much. He never stops talking and asking why, how, what, when, you name it he’s asking about it. Let me brag- he is already super talented when it comes to sports, he’s mastered dribbling the basketball while standing still, moving forward, backward, and to the side, he’s learning the alphabet and numbers and he never forgets anything. NOTHING!! The other day a man pulled into the parking lot as we were leaving and he hit us-no one was hurt not even the Tahoe. Now every time we pass that parking lot he asks “what did that man do?” He is real concerned with when Santa is coming and would rather not have any part of the Easter Bunny ever again, when he plays with the toys the Easter Bunny brought him he is quick to remind me that he does not like the Easter Bunny and does not want to see him again.

We are really looking forward to summer and spending time with good friends and hopefully making lots of trips to the river. The boys love it. I will post pictures later.