Being a Mommy kills brain cells
I swear I've become more of an idiot since the boys were born! I spend my days quoting Dora The Explorer and Blues Clues. There's no room left in my brain to hold onto an adult-like or intelligent thought. Just no room.
I'm actually beginning to fear going out in public. My biggest fear is being at one of hubby's work functions and thoughtlessly signing "Backpack-Backpack." I've noticed many of my jokes have become centered around these children's shows as well. Luckily my husband 'gets it' but I fear many normal adults out in the world would find me out to be a lunatic.
Super Nanny- wrangle my monkey boys!!
I've been watching this show and Nanny 911 in utter amazement. Can it be true? Can these nannies come to my home and help me get control of my monkey boys? I find it hard to believe, but they make it look so real. It appears that within 1-2 weeks, a magic transformation happens within the household.
Children well behaved saying "please" and "thank you"
Fewer, if any temper tantrums
Mommy looks like she's had 2-3 glasses of wine, without opening a bottle!
Marriage intact and real communication
I'm a disbeliever, only because if it's true, I'm doing something horribly wrong...
It's been a frantic morning, woke up late, couldn't find my wallet, but managed to get the boys fed, changed, dressed, packed, me dressed and out the door in 30 minutes. Truly a new record was established today!
E stayed with a girlfriend and L and I drove up to Stockton for the assessment. They did a lot of play activities with him and he really turned on the charm and said a new sentence and everything! His case worker was just amazed at the change in the last 3 months. He's gone from saying under 10 words to close to 50 with a few 2-3 word sentences. Socially he is engaged and not...
Snack Time / Crap Time
Today I when I arrive to pick up L&E, one of the teachers asked me if the boys where picky eaters. I really didn't have a response to it but managed to ask : "Why?"
teacher: Well they didn't eat a thing at snack time.
me: What did you have for snack?
teacher: Rice with gravy and green beans.
I had to pause before responding because I threw up a little in my mouth. I choked it down and said: "yeah, I don't think they'd be interested in that, they are more into finger foods."
In my head I'm thinking: what the fuck kind of snack is that? Picky eaters? No, they just actually have a more...