Dora

We love Dora and Diego at our house.  I do mean LOVE!!  While at Target today, I found the neatest thing... 

If you know Maggie at all, you know she is becoming quite the little drama queen.  This only eggs it on but she is precious using it!  She dances and sings.  It sings in Spanish and English, has a beat button, and does funny voice things.  Needless to say, it is sleeping in the bed next to her tonight.  We had war over separating from it long enough to take a bath!  

I have to figure out how to post video!

Maggie Plays Golf

Maggie and Daddy played some golf today. 

A hole in One!

Christmas

I know it is a little early for that word, but I am starting my shopping.  I like to be able to spread out the expense and so I start picking up stuff now.  However, I am stuck on Maggie.  So, Moms out there- what does your 2 1/2 year old really like?  We have toys coming out the ying yang and I can't stand too much more clutter.  I was leaning towards dress up stuff maybe?  a little piano?  Suggestions?  I want to be done my Thanksgiving....

I'm Alive...

I'm still here... barely... but here.  Things have been non-stop for the past month, causing August to FLY by!  I can't believe September is just a short 6 days away.  We have been running daily...  For those of you that I haven't talked to lately (which is most of you!) here is a brief run down of our craziness:

- Got called at 11:15 pm on Tuesday, July 20- I got an AP job!!!  New school!!
- Packed up and moved out of my classroom in 2 days (Wed & Thurs)
- Cleaned house and everything else I had put off all summer b/c I thought I still had 2 weeks
- Started before mentioned new job on Monday- working 10 hour days!
- Worked, worked, and am still working.... Craziness!

Maggie's potty training was going well, regressed some, and I think we are back on track.  She does much better everywhere but home still but she is slowly getting better here at home too.

Bucky is working a ton, like always, traveling between his home plant, the Aiken plant, and Dalton.  The miles are adding up.  Which leads me to, oh the car drama... I'll save that for when I can rant and rave on just that topic.  Ugh.

Things are finally starting to calm down and find a rhythm.  Hopefully the next few weeks will give us some peace.  (I am sure I just jinxed us!)   If you want to see some first day fun from my new school check out this link.  It includes a horrible picture of me too!

http://www.aiken.k12.sc.us/site/General/SmilingFaces/BTS2010_11/BTS10_11.htm

Be Jealous

Be Jealous.  I've got "MOM of the Year" in the bag.  My child does this... voluntarily.  Yes, that is right- pulled up a chair, grabbed the sponge, and started washing.  Like I said... be jealous.

Is Annoyed

Disclaimer:  I love my husband dearly.  He is GREAT father, I am just in a grrr... mood.

The longer I am a mom, the more apparent the differences between Mom and Dad become.  Just a few case in points....

1-  He gets to go alone to the bathroom for how ever long he chooses.  I get to go with kid, for mere seconds, while completing some other task.  I just want to pee in peace!

2-  He upsets the kid, I get to deal with it.

3-  Dad is the fun parent.  Mom is not.

4-  Everything is better when Daddy gives it/does it/looks at it.

5-  I want to cut the grass and have 2+ hours of time to think an adult thought without have a conversation about the potty, Caillou, or Dora.

What have you learned?

The Things Mom Gets Excited About...

My goal for the summer was to get Maggie potty trained by the time I went back to school.  We started as soon as school got out and she did really well while we were at my Dad's (I am talking doing EVERYTHING in the potty).   Then came a 9 hour car ride, a bunch of 2 hour car rides, and we were back to square one.  She would do better when not at home but still... #2 just wasn't happening.  However.... we went out the dinner tonight with my parents.  Maggie tells me about 3/4 of the way through dinner "Potty Mommy, Potty".  So away we go (me thinking this was just her way of getting out of the high chair).  Into the stall (I've cleaned them all in town!) and I stand there... and stand there... and stand there.  You done?  Nope Mommy, poopy.  Huh?  I think not but yet I stand.  And then...

WOOOOO HOOOO!  She was telling the truth!!!!  If there had been room- I would have danced.

Ah, to have come so far in life to get excited about poop.  Welcome to motherhood.