Being that is was another cold Washington Summer Weather 2011 day, the kiddos were getting bored being stuck inside the house. Again. (and I may have been going slightly bonkers).
Having been introduced to the wonderful world that is video gaming by my boy cousins at a recent family dinner, I hauled out our old school Xbox to show Bubbalu how it's done.
A. When I say old school, I mean it. The date promter started at '01. Which made me giggle. Just think, only 9 more years and it's eligible to be sold as Vintage on etsy!
B. Bubbalu is a better Rallysport driver than I am. Embarassing. Being showed up by a 4 (and a HALF! he always insists) year old. Huh, all those days growing up playing Wolfenstein on our PC didn't teach me anything!?
C. Should I teach him DanceDance Revolution? That'd be some serious hilarity. And an effective energy burner....hmmm. (...Runs off to find DDR dance mat....).
D. I need to unearth some older Xbox kids games. Anyone willing to donate some old castoff games to the "Amanda needs to clean her house and keep her sanity" fund?
Happy gaming!
Amanda
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Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sixteen Hour Ice Cream Headache...
It's amazing how much a simple familiar smell or taste can immediately take me back to my childhood.
Yesterday we finally had some summer. According to the University of Washington, we have had a TOTAL of 78 minutes of weather above 80* this "summer".
Nice to know my whining was legit.
But hey, say it was pushing top 90's here we'd all be complaining it was TOO hot. Yup, no air conditioning (generally) in Washington! We'd be fanning our faces and worrying about the status of our tomato plants (mine is doing EXCELLENT this year -woot!).
I am fully aware the rest of the nation is suffering from a huge heat blast. Feel free to crash Seattle for awhile, I'm certain it will be refreshingly cool. If you do, hit up University Village, grab a mocha from Starbucks and enjoy the shopping.
Yesterday felt GREAT. It hit a whopping 71 and the entire west coast of Washington dropped their normal days plans and ran outside for some Vitamin D rejuvenation.
I was out and about running errands and hit up Dairy Queen for some ice cream cones for the kiddos. Of course, if Bubbalu or Lil Chick saw any drips starting from their melting ice cream they freaked out yelling, "Mama! Quick! Fix my ice cream before it falls!".
Mama HAD to step in and "fix" the problems :)
It surprised me when I had my first taste of that plain vanilla ice cream.
I said out loud, "Well, that's the taste of my childhood summers". My kiddos looked at me strangely, but hey, they do that everyday.
The kiddos loved their ice cream (of course) and so did Mama :)
I am currently sitting on the couch debating with Bubbalu about the length of time one can truly complain about an ice cream headache in order to qualify for a sick day.
Oy...
Amanda
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Yesterday we finally had some summer. According to the University of Washington, we have had a TOTAL of 78 minutes of weather above 80* this "summer".
Nice to know my whining was legit.
But hey, say it was pushing top 90's here we'd all be complaining it was TOO hot. Yup, no air conditioning (generally) in Washington! We'd be fanning our faces and worrying about the status of our tomato plants (mine is doing EXCELLENT this year -woot!).
I am fully aware the rest of the nation is suffering from a huge heat blast. Feel free to crash Seattle for awhile, I'm certain it will be refreshingly cool. If you do, hit up University Village, grab a mocha from Starbucks and enjoy the shopping.
Yesterday felt GREAT. It hit a whopping 71 and the entire west coast of Washington dropped their normal days plans and ran outside for some Vitamin D rejuvenation.
I was out and about running errands and hit up Dairy Queen for some ice cream cones for the kiddos. Of course, if Bubbalu or Lil Chick saw any drips starting from their melting ice cream they freaked out yelling, "Mama! Quick! Fix my ice cream before it falls!".
Mama HAD to step in and "fix" the problems :)
It surprised me when I had my first taste of that plain vanilla ice cream.
I said out loud, "Well, that's the taste of my childhood summers". My kiddos looked at me strangely, but hey, they do that everyday.
The kiddos loved their ice cream (of course) and so did Mama :)
I am currently sitting on the couch debating with Bubbalu about the length of time one can truly complain about an ice cream headache in order to qualify for a sick day.
Oy...
Amanda
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011
The Poo Whisperer...
My Hubby called me a poo whisperer this morning.
Before I'd even finished my 4 cup pot of coffee.
I can't wait to add it to my resume. If I ever do go back to being employed outside our messy home I wonder if under special talents and skills POO WHISPERER will net me a job.
Granted, I'm an RN, so poo DOES come with the job. Especially in Labor and Delivery.
...From the BABIES! Sheesh, where did your mind go?
(Let's just close that side subject, shall we?)
We are freshly back from a family camping trip and my hair still smells like a campfire, despite three shampoo scrubdowns.
On this camping trip my Lil Chick was amazingly, well, productive in the poo department. My Hubby marveled at how quickly I could tell she needed a diaper change.
As in immediately. Or two seconds after if I was lagging a bit.
What can I say? I've got some serious poo detecting skilz.
We are taking a breather on the potty training for a while....mostly because while she can stay dry all stinkin day long, the poo is the problem.
And in my book if it's the poo that's the problem, we are gonna TAKE. A. BREAK.
Cause this Mama is sick n tired of scrubbing poo out of princess underwear. The potty I can deal with, it's no biggie. After all, it IS sterile, right? The poo? Disgustingness.
Also, we are going on another extended camping trip soon and Potty Training + Camping = Stressed out Mama.
I've done potty training while camping before. It didn't end well. We earned the #1 Trashiest Campsite award.
This camping trip is supposed to be fun and relaxing, full of laying in the sunshine, swimming (floating really) in the lake and consuming massive amounts of chocolate.
So while I AM the Poo Whisperer, we are taking an extended potty training break...
Amanda
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Before I'd even finished my 4 cup pot of coffee.
I can't wait to add it to my resume. If I ever do go back to being employed outside our messy home I wonder if under special talents and skills POO WHISPERER will net me a job.
Granted, I'm an RN, so poo DOES come with the job. Especially in Labor and Delivery.
...From the BABIES! Sheesh, where did your mind go?
(Let's just close that side subject, shall we?)
We are freshly back from a family camping trip and my hair still smells like a campfire, despite three shampoo scrubdowns.
On this camping trip my Lil Chick was amazingly, well, productive in the poo department. My Hubby marveled at how quickly I could tell she needed a diaper change.
As in immediately. Or two seconds after if I was lagging a bit.
What can I say? I've got some serious poo detecting skilz.
We are taking a breather on the potty training for a while....mostly because while she can stay dry all stinkin day long, the poo is the problem.
And in my book if it's the poo that's the problem, we are gonna TAKE. A. BREAK.
Cause this Mama is sick n tired of scrubbing poo out of princess underwear. The potty I can deal with, it's no biggie. After all, it IS sterile, right? The poo? Disgustingness.
Also, we are going on another extended camping trip soon and Potty Training + Camping = Stressed out Mama.
I've done potty training while camping before. It didn't end well. We earned the #1 Trashiest Campsite award.
This camping trip is supposed to be fun and relaxing, full of laying in the sunshine, swimming (floating really) in the lake and consuming massive amounts of chocolate.
So while I AM the Poo Whisperer, we are taking an extended potty training break...
Amanda
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