Well, I missed FFF-mainly because it was taking too long for me to find a picture that went with the topic MELT-so I gave up. But, I am back today-Sunday- and I have a video from Friday that is pretty funny. We took Collin to the Dublin Rec play gym and Wyatt was trying to get him to kick the ball. He is very meticulous about lining them up just right and the...well, you'll see.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Fun Times!
I went out for my friend's 40th birthday last night so I was not exactly in prime condition this morning. Assuming-1st mistake- that since I try to keep Collin somewhat tame and out of the way after Wyatt has had a late night that he would reciprocate. Not really the case. Collin was up bright and early and DH got him out of bed and brought him in with us, which only means one thing, lots of kicking and pushing and whining and don't forget the Baby Einstein. Great with the throbbing head. Finally, dad was nice enough to take him downstairs to feed him breakfast to fuel him up for the reign of terror which was about to commence. Game On!! Of course, as soon as he was released from the highchair he hightailed it right upstairs in the bed with his hungover mama wanting to watch Baby Einstein,hogging the bed, whacking me on the head and poking me in the eye. Then,just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore he would get up and go downstairs to play. AAHH! Back to sleep-for 5 minutes-could have been longer but it sure seemed like 5! "MMMAAAAA"-knock knock on my head. Then to top it off as I am in and out of consciousness Wyatt decides to take Peyton and his friend home to Grove City AND LEAVES COLLIN HERE!! Essentially Collin was left home alone for God knows how long because the last thing I remember before having a chapstick shoved up my nose is "I have to take Peyton home". I may or may not have acknowledged the fact that the little one was staying behind but the fact still remains...not a smart move!
As I stated before, I was jolted from my probably still drunken slumber with the contents of my makeup bag strewn about and a 2 year old trying to put chapstick up my nose. Don't worry, I have already resigned to the fact that I will not be winning the "Mother of the Year Award" this year. I looked around and saw the evidence that the small mischievous one had been left unattended for quite some time. Makeup, jewelry, contents of drawers and laundry baskets tossed around willy nilly!! I was afraid to see what he had done downstairs! It's kind of hard to be upset with the kid when...#1-I didn't wake up because I was hungover and #2 when he sees my eyes open he yells "YAY YAY YAY, mama up" and gets off the bed to bring me my robe!!!
So I cleaned up the mess upstairs and headed downstairs. My first observation is a white substance all over the floor, later identified as salt,as in table. All I can say is thank goodness salt and pepper shakers are small or the mess would have been much bigger. Then I looked downstairs and saw the coffee table covered in salt and pepper as well as this piece of work...
Yes, they are upside down, it's not the picture-very impressive!
A little later after Wyatt arrived back home he yells to me that he found one of our tickets to the UFC Fight in March on the floor downstairs-there are 2 tickets...FOR OUR SEATS IN A LUXURY BOX!!!-I wonder where the other one is??? It was quickly determined that it was both MIA and MINE. Is it really my fault??? Who leaves a kid home with a hungover drunk lady?!?!? well, lots of people, but thats another story.
All day we, or should I say I, was looking everywhere for this ticket. It could be anywhere-probably in the land of lost TV remotes and keys never to be seen again. Then, late tonight as we were sitting watching the very educational and entertaining "Rock of Love Bus" it dawned on me that the VCR was askew...hhmmm??? The VCR is conveniently located in very near proximity to the location that the other ticket was found. I tried to open the door to take a peek inside but it wouldn't open, so I pushed a little harder. Why are there DVD's in the VCR??? I take out the DVDs and I'm pretty confident that I have spotted the missing booty!@!! So, I grab a flashlight and a pair of tongs and begin a very tricky VCR surgical procedure. Don't try this at home folks-leave it to the professionals. Tongs in, ticket out-YES-Score one for me!!! I'm back in the luxury box people!
I pray that nothing else comes up missing because I am all out of creative ideas on where the little boy burglar might strike next. The moral to this story you ask?? If you know you are going to tie one on, even if your husband is home, take the kid to Nana and Pop and let them be responsible!!
As I stated before, I was jolted from my probably still drunken slumber with the contents of my makeup bag strewn about and a 2 year old trying to put chapstick up my nose. Don't worry, I have already resigned to the fact that I will not be winning the "Mother of the Year Award" this year. I looked around and saw the evidence that the small mischievous one had been left unattended for quite some time. Makeup, jewelry, contents of drawers and laundry baskets tossed around willy nilly!! I was afraid to see what he had done downstairs! It's kind of hard to be upset with the kid when...#1-I didn't wake up because I was hungover and #2 when he sees my eyes open he yells "YAY YAY YAY, mama up" and gets off the bed to bring me my robe!!!
So I cleaned up the mess upstairs and headed downstairs. My first observation is a white substance all over the floor, later identified as salt,as in table. All I can say is thank goodness salt and pepper shakers are small or the mess would have been much bigger. Then I looked downstairs and saw the coffee table covered in salt and pepper as well as this piece of work...
Yes, they are upside down, it's not the picture-very impressive!
A little later after Wyatt arrived back home he yells to me that he found one of our tickets to the UFC Fight in March on the floor downstairs-there are 2 tickets...FOR OUR SEATS IN A LUXURY BOX!!!-I wonder where the other one is??? It was quickly determined that it was both MIA and MINE. Is it really my fault??? Who leaves a kid home with a hungover drunk lady?!?!? well, lots of people, but thats another story.
All day we, or should I say I, was looking everywhere for this ticket. It could be anywhere-probably in the land of lost TV remotes and keys never to be seen again. Then, late tonight as we were sitting watching the very educational and entertaining "Rock of Love Bus" it dawned on me that the VCR was askew...hhmmm??? The VCR is conveniently located in very near proximity to the location that the other ticket was found. I tried to open the door to take a peek inside but it wouldn't open, so I pushed a little harder. Why are there DVD's in the VCR??? I take out the DVDs and I'm pretty confident that I have spotted the missing booty!@!! So, I grab a flashlight and a pair of tongs and begin a very tricky VCR surgical procedure. Don't try this at home folks-leave it to the professionals. Tongs in, ticket out-YES-Score one for me!!! I'm back in the luxury box people!
I pray that nothing else comes up missing because I am all out of creative ideas on where the little boy burglar might strike next. The moral to this story you ask?? If you know you are going to tie one on, even if your husband is home, take the kid to Nana and Pop and let them be responsible!!
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