carrots

Me: "Noah, eat your carrots."
Noah: (Takes a long look at the carrots)
Me: "Noah, put a piece of carrot in your mouth."
Noah: (Puts a piece in his mouth)
Me: "Thank you."
Noah: (Covers his face with his hands.)  "I'm sad!"

Oh my, this child.  He can put on a great show.

frustrated

Clean up after after yourselves, people!  it will save you an outpouring of pent-up wrath from your wife.  just sayin...  not pointing fingers or anything.

clean (kind of)

i semi-organized our closet yesterday, and i have come to the conclusion that we need bins.  many many bins.  I want to put them on the shelf that runs along the top.  they will look better than our random crap arranged in groups up there.

Scary

Noah has a fun new habit.  He will pick a movie or show that he wants to watch, and ten minutes into it he changes his mind and doesn't want to watch it anymore.  So he is smart enough to know that he needs a good excuse if he's going to get me to change his show/movie every thirty seconds.  The brilliant child came up with a good one----  "It scary!"

Obviously Mommy would never make him watch something that he thought was scary, nor would Mommy turn something on for him that had the potential of being scary.  However, his proclamation did work a couple of times, though I doubted that he really felt this way.  It was possible that he was having an overly sensitive day, and maybe he was a little bothered by the 'bad guy' in Anastasia.  But then...  It began happening more frequently, with shows and movies that he has watched MANY times before with no problem.

Today he showed his true motives when he said that The Iron Giant, Bolt, and Dora the Explorer were scary.  Dora is in no way, shape, or form "scary."

I finally gave him 2 options:  do you want to watch Bolt, or do you want to turn the TV off?  This ultimatum was horrifying  (truly 'scary').  He had been playing with toys the entire time the TV was on, so I'm not sure why he even cared what was on.  But he finally deemed Bolt acceptable, and hasn't said another word about it being "scary."

Master Manipulator.

sleep talking

couple nights ago--keep in mind that i am sick and covet my sleep...

at some point in the middle of the night I am awoken:
dave: are you ok?
me: yeah
    (i appreciate the concern--let me sleep)
dave:  are you ok?
me: (little louder) yeah
dave:  no, i mean are you really ok? (starts FEELING my FACE)
me:  (smacks his hand away) i said i'm fine!
dave: (annoyed at my insolence)  fine!  sorry, do your own thing!

what the?  'do your own thing' ??  he was obviously asleep.

prodigy

my smarty pants two-year-old counted to 16 this morning!  it was adorable.  he counted the little jars of spices for me.

backwards

for the past few days I have taken up napping instead of working out.  so backwards....  even better would be laying in bed surrounded by candy wrappers.
i do have a valid reason though.  I am sick.  and I have not been sleeping well for the past few nights.  i'm ok with my napping decision.
i will start back up with workouts after i am healthy again.  I will.
until then----i just want to feel better!!!