A Mother's Three Favorite Words

The three words every mother LONGS to hear from her child:

"Come here, Pig!"

Now lest any of you think my parenting skills are lacking and are sitting at your computers with your mouths hanging open drooling on your keyboard, this is how the week went down:

Minus the polo logo, T-Man has a sweater similar to this one.  It has been now been named his "zebra costume".  

On Tuesday, I was wearing a sweater of this color:

T-Man:  "Mommy, what color are you wearing?"
Me:  "Pinky/Peach"
T-Man:  "You're wearing pink -- you get to be a pig!"

All afternoon I would hear:

"Come here, Pig.  Let's play a game."

"Hey, Pig, can we go to the park?"

"Pig?  Do you want to have snack with me?"

On Wednesday, I wore:

I got to be an elephant for the day.  

Did you know elephants have big poops?  

Yep, that was news to me.

On Thursday, I wised up and chose black.  I couldn't think of too many large black animals with big poops.

I was hoping for ant, fly, cute panda bear.  Nope -- Thursday I was the black sheep.

Friday the sweater will be going to the washing machine.

It would be tragic if the striped sweater shrunk, 

no longer fit, 

or met the same fate as some of his socks 

and disappeared in the dryer.

T-Man's Recipe for Mac 'n Cheese Sandwiches

Ingredients ("pree-nounced in-gray-dients"):

1 - 2.39 oz. Kraft Velveeta Shells and Cheese single serving pacakage
2 - slices wheat bread

Directions:

1. Prepare Mac & Cheese as directed on package. Allow to cool slightly.
2. Spread the Mac & Cheese "all over the slices of bread".
3. Fold each slice of bread in half.
4. Consume (inhale) like your mother hasn't fed you since last week.

Yield: Two half sandwiches

Gone Campin'

So Eric had this random idea to set up the tent in the house.
This then sparked the idea to take down T-Man's bed, move the tent to his room,
and then put his mattress inside with a sleeping bag on top.
Crazy times!
It's been fun since his room is cowboy theme, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling, moon that lights up through the phases; it really feels like you're sleeping outside under the stars.
However, this has not helped T-Man to fall asleep any sooner. He zips the door, unzips the window, reads books by lantern, runs out of his room to use the "outhouse" and of course wants a snack to eat by the "camp fire".

I can hear him in there now singing the "Latter-Day Prophets" song and jumping on the mattress. I don't have the heart to tell him to lay down -- love hearing him giggle and sing.

10:30 is not too late for a toddler to get to bed, is it?? :)

Shrink-a-ma-doodle

In an effort to complete all the tasks that I must in a day, I include T-Man in as many as possible. This way he learns new life skills, we spend A LOT of time together, AND I accomplish my to-do list. With Eric out of town, this has been a must all weekend.

I had a house-warming gift that needed to be shrink-wrapped. T-Man was tutored in wrapping the shrink-wrap around the gift, bow-tying, and then heating with a hair dryer to make it shrink. HE LOVED DOING IT! In fact, I was unable to get him to stop so the gift even began to shrink/melt. When he finished he squealed,

"THIS IS THE BEST SHRINK-A-MA-DOODLE I HAVE EVER USED!"

(one of us has been watching WAY too much of the new
The Cat in the Hat cartoon!!)

The Tummy Pack

First Day of 4 Year Old Preschool


They are required to have a large, adult size "backpack" so that a folder for exchanging notes with the teachers will fit inside.

T-Man has always had a small "backpack" and was therefore thrown for a loop when this large sized bag appeared and he was told he had to wear it.

To accommodate the weight, he decided to
wear it on his front side.

When the kind, little old secretary at the school told him
he had it on backwards he replied,

"No I don't. I'm wearing a "tummy pack".

I want my tummy pack to have a drink holder in the front to accommodate my Diet Coke!