Friday, January 30, 2009
You are on the bus when you suddenly realize ... you need to pass gass. The music is really loud, so you time your gas with the beat. After a couple of songs, you start to feel better as you approach your stop. As you are leaving the bus, people are really staring you down, and that's when you realize, you have been listening to your ipod.
Bwahahahaha! Now, that's funny- I don't care who you are. I guess all the boys in my hizzie are rubbing off on me and 8th grade potty humor is cracking me up. Either that or its Friday and I'm delirious. Happy Weekend, y'all!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Seriously y'all, I'm a Barbie girl in a smell boy world. I have no desire to build army forts or shoot down enemy planes. I just sit there and watch him play in astonishment not knowing what to do. I just don't understand these silly boy games and honestly I don't want to. When he gets ready to play house, dolls or dress up, I'm his girl. I can even handle sports, no problemo. I'm telling ya, I've got a mean fast ball, an impressive jump shot and can take Mr. Sass at soccer any day of the week. I'll even jeep ride in the muddiest and coldest of conditions with a lip glossed smile plastered on my face, but I'm drawing the line at guns, swords and I Joes. A girl has to have limits. I'm just saying.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Little Red really enjoyed my home-cookin' too, except for the carrots. He promptly proclaimed that they are "wabbit food." I was taken aback for a second. Although, I'm not sure why anything that comes out of his mouth shocks me anymore. After all, he dropped the f bomb at my parents house. Kill me now. Seriously, if you know my parents you totally understand.
Monday, January 26, 2009
1. I am missing 4 permanent teeth. It's hereditary- Thanks, Dad!
2. I went to 2 elementary schools, 2 middle schools & 2 high schools. We moved alot. Thanks again, Dad!
3. I was named after a little old lady named Cassie.
4. I have lost 40 pounds over the past year.
5. I graduated from the University of Alabama with a BA in Advertising.
6. I met my husband in an airport bar on the way to a wedding in Vegas. Who said you can't meet your soul mate in a bar?
7. I am a retired gymnast and cheerleader. I was pretty good at it.
8. I love jeep riding in the mud.
9. I am the oldest and shortest of 3 girls.
10. I have an almost 3 year old red headed little boy named Ramsey.
11. The beach is my most favorite place on earth.
12. I love hot tamales (the candy) and Diet Dr. Pepper.
13. I am totally done having babies. I think.
14. I love clothes from Ann Taylor Loft and J. Crew.
15. I was an exhibitionist kick boxer in high school.
16. I love country music.
17. I was an extra in the movie Rustin. I doubt you've heard of it. It was a flop, but Meatloaf, Zachary Ty Bryan & Chrissie from Growing Pains starred in it.
18. I love celebrity gossip.
19. I used to kick butt at inline hockey with all the boys when i was younger.
20. I can't see to drive at night without my glasses.
21. I get annoyed at stupid people.
22. I love to cook but hate to clean.
23. I played almost every team sport imaginable as a child.
24. I am seriously competitive.
25. I have major car anxiety- only when other people drive.
Friday, January 23, 2009
SC: Little Red, Today is Daddy's Birthday. We are going to make him a cake. What kind do you think he would like(hoping he would say chocolate)?
LR: Daddy wants a monster truck cake.
SC: (wondering how I am going to pull this one off in less than 2 hours) Sure, buddy. Daddy would love a monster truck cake. We can put green icing on top for grass, then use chocolate for the road. Can we use some of your monster trucks and trees to decorate it?
LR: Mommy, dat is a gwate idea! You're so smart.
LR: Mommy, I'm thirsty. I need juice. And candy. Fast.
SC: Just a second and I will get it. Ok, here ya go.
LR: Good job, Mommy! You're da best.
LR: Mommy, help me. I can't get my jammies on.
SC: Sure thing, kiddo. There ya go. Aw, don't you look cute.
LR: Mommy, you're so cute, too and you're funny. Mommy's a funny girl.
I'm pretty sure I know where he came up with all of this. I may have helped put some of those thoughts in his cute little head. It is just so funny to hear him say such nice things to me all on his own. He sure knows the way to this mama's heart. Guess I better enjoy it now. I am sure all of this will come to an end in a few years and he won't want anything to do with me. Sigh.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
By the way, I will always be younger than you!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
LR has been going to his current babysitter for almost a year. She keeps him in her home. It is quite convenient, I must say. She lives less than 2 miles from us and has always been willing to keep him late and meet me at the doctor to pick him up from appointments, so I can get back to work. Every thing has been just peachy. Lately, LR has been asking to "go pway wiff his friends" and has told me that he is "weady to go to school." I am guessing he is just bored? I mean, how can an almost 3 year old already be ready to go to school? The sitter has a one year old little girl, but doesn't keep any other kids, so he doesn't get alot of social interaction. She has also mentioned the possibility of going back to work at some point and I have this overwhelming fear that she is going to call one day and tell me she can't keep LR anymore because she is starting work the next day. Seriously- I have nightmares about this!
LR started daycare when he was 6 weeks old. We had no problems and it was a surprisingly easy transition. When he turned one, we switched to a larger church daycare where his biting problem emerged. He continued to bite until he was asked to leave. We then found another daycare that was certain they could break the biting habit. Yeah, right! A few months later, the problem had gotten worse and he was asked to leave once again. Yep, my sweet little angel was kicked out of not one, but two daycares for biting. This was not from lack of trying at home. Mr. Sass and I tried everything to stop it: books, movies, soap, vinegar, hot sauce, biting back, etc. Now, don't get your panties in a wad- we were totally desperate and besides, none of it even phased him. He now loves hot sauce & vinegar and I am pretty sure he isn't scarred for life. I read every book and website I could get my hands on. I continuously drove his pediatrician crazy. I kept getting the same answer. "He will grow out of it." I heard that so many times that I wanted to puke. As a final resort I found our current sitter and the biting problem stopped quickly.
Wow, just thinking back on it makes me nauseated. I used to feel like a kid going to the principals office when I picked him up each day, wondering whether or not I was going to get in trouble for his biting habit. Being the parent of a biter is horrible. I really think a Biter's Anonymous group should be formed. The biting now seems to be behind us. LR is finally old enough to know better and is much easier to discipline.
Back to the present-
So, I know he needs more social interaction and this daycare has a 3 year old preschool program, but what if I give up my sitter and start him in daycare and he hates it? He isn't used to alot of structure and schedules and I just don't know how he will respond. Where is the crystal ball when you need one?
Being a mom is so tough! I can only imagine what else I will have to deal with before he turns 18.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Son, I love you dearly. I really do. I miss you something fierce while I am working all daggum day. I so look forward to picking you up and kissing you all over your sweet little cheeks, but while I am cooking dinner I really just don't need your help.
You can play with toys, watch a movie or color a picture. Seriously, don't worry about me, I've got it all under control (sort of). You should just chill and be a little boy and do fun stuff. I am seriously concerned for your well-being. This week alone you have almost burned your hand on the stove, smushed your finger with the can-opener and been nearly stepped on multiple times. It just isn't safe, kiddo. As Daddy will tell you, being in the kitchen with me is dangerous to begin with, but these days I am throwing together super quick meals at break neck speed and I am afraid for your health and my sanity.
The day will come when you will do all the chores you can handle and I will be glad for you to cook me dinner any night, but for now I can handle it myself, thanks. The more in my way you are the longer it takes me to cook, which takes away from our play time.
Hugs & Smooches!
P.S. It would also be ok if you stopped coming to the bathroom with me every time I have to go.
Monday, January 12, 2009
This incident reminds me of one of my most favorite stories evah! Sorry B, you knew I had to go there eventually. My little little sis is 18 years old. After Mr. Sass and I got married we moved into a very cute, very small, very old house. It didn't have a dishwasher or garbage disposal. I wasn't totally stoked about this, but I was totally excited about having my very first house, so I was able to overlook a few small details. My wonderful sisters and parents helped us move in. As B, who was 15 at the time, was unloading dishes she asked if I wanted to wash them before putting them away. I told her yes and she began looking around. After a few minutes she asked where the dishwasher was. I told her there wasn't one. With a look of total disbelief she said, "Well then how are you going to wash the dishes?" We all had a long laugh at her expense. She was totally serious and was quite offended that I thought she was going to hand wash the dishes.
I caught up on my rest and feel like a million bucks, ok maybe just a half a mil, but who is counting? It is going to be a great week, even though it is cold outside. Who opened the Arctic freezer? We have made it through winter so far with temps barely reaching freezing. It was 70 degrees on Christmas Day. This week they are predicting the coldest temps here in many years. Wind chills could be below zero on Thursday. That is brutally cold for Alabama, y'all. Wouldn't ya know we have a wedding extravaganza to go to this weekend. I'm thinking my cocktail dress and strappy shoes aren't gonna work in 15 degree weather. The wedding is in town, but we will be hoteling it for the whole weekend. LR will be with GG and BBop as this event is adults only. I am so pumped that I get to hang with all my out of town peeps without having to clean my house. Normally, my crib is the hotel of choice for the outta towners, but not this time. For those of you that don't know, I lurve me some hotels with a serious passion. There is just something so magical about a place that I don't have to clean. Plus, room service is a major perk. I'm just saying.
Hope everyone stays warm this week. Throw another log on the fire!
Friday, January 9, 2009
He even let her drive his jeep...
He sure does love his big sissy!
Uncle C entertained Little Red while we got dinner ready. They had so much fun.
And yes, he is wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It was 70+ degrees in South Alabama!
Finally it was time to open more presents. Little Red opened his first gift- a set of golf clubs- and had no desire to open another package. He actually cried when we tried to get him to open something else. He was just so overwhelmed by all the toys- keep in mind this was our 5th gift opening session- the kid isn't spoiled, I swear! We opened the rest of the gifts for him. I sure hope Mr. Sass's family wasn't offended. I promise he loves playing with all the lovely gifts yall gave him!
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Here is our living room on Christmas morn, minus the jeep. We were concerned that LR wouldn't play with any other toys after he saw it.
Those army men were a total hit.
He loved the race track that I was certain he was too young for.
And then there was the jeep...
Finally Mama got to open a gift or too- with help of course!
Too cute for words...
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
I am so excited that I have received my first blog award and will be spreading the love very soon!