LullaBooby

Oh my, what search terms I will get from that title!

As you ALL are well aware by now (you regulars that is) I still nurse Owen. Nearly 13 month old Owen. It’s become quite the boob of jokes (har har hee hee) and really, it makes me laugh a great deal. After I mentioned in this comments section of Deb’s blog that I nurse Owen back to sleep early in the morning, a chat of sorts started about calling it a “lullabooby” time. haha!! Sweet Deb decided to write me a little love poem about the LullaBooby!! Enjoy!! I love it!! HAHA!!

Lullabooby for “O”

 

For those who must despise lactation,

I really do have an explanation,

I’m a girl, who’s always on the go,

And only I can provide for little “O”.

 

No boiling nipples, that’s just a pain

Each visit to the doctor shows his gain,

His nursing smiles are so, so sweet

My Mommy milk is such a treat…..

 

There’s times of swelling, painful but true

And I squeeze and squeeze till my face turns blue

There’s times when they sag, and downright droop

But I would never trade them for powder and scoop

 

It’s my lullabooby for little “O”

This Mama’s milk ain’t just so,so….

I can sneak it in, while he’s still asleep

And happy dreams he will hold and keep

 

It’s my lulla booby for little “O”

I sing it softly, did he just go?

Oops I think I see a stain,

I’ll change him, then we’ll start again….

FAT is fabulous!!

Hey, head on over to my buddies blog for some FAT.

Funny Acronym Tuesday.   It’s fun! And makes you think! And laugh!

See you there!

Not sure I should post this….

……but in an effort to be real….here goes….

Dylan: When I get bigger can I say bad words? (he had just said dang it and got a LOOK from me)

Me: What? No. Why do you want to say bad words?

Dylan: Because you do.     :shock:

Me: Yeah, sometimes mommy says things she shouldn’t huh? Do you not like it when Mommy does that?

Dylan: Nope, because sometimes it makes ME say bad words.

Me:       

My heart hurts a little.

A Favorite!

Hey, sorry for the repeat, but I found this post from February 11 b/c I was looking for the recipe at the bottom. I wanted to make it for dinner tonight and when I went to my recipe box….it wasn’t there!! “Shoot! What now? The meat didn’t thaw all the way, I can’t make good chili in 2 hours, we had chicken last night, I don’t want spam again (zip it!), and pancakes for dinner just doesn’t sound good tonight!!!” Then I remembered, Jack Cheese Enchiladas! Oh so good. Then I read the post and thought it was too cute. So, here ya go!

I will be posting my prayer report in the comments of Deb’s blog for today.  I’ll get on that after I go get baby O up…. poor kid is just crying in his bed. Wants up I guess???

<— This is Aidan. Cute isn’t he? He loves his coffee first thing in the morning, just like mom. And by coffee I mean Hot Chocolate in one of my coffee cups. We started doing this b/c he would really drink my coffee when I wasn’t looking. I’d leave my coffee unattended for a few moments, to go do some other “mom” thing, and when I came back I’d have nothing left. Same thing happens to Jake’s soda at night. Jake is a HUGE soda drinker. HUGE. He’ll leave a 44 oz fountain drink out from the store down the road and come back to almost nothing. Just two nights ago I found Aidan sucking one down and took it to Jake and said “how much was left in here” and he took it and said “OH MY GOSH! It was at least half full!” and now it was empty. Aidan sucked it dry. And it’s not like I don’t give this kid something to drink all day either. I guess he just wants to be like mom and dad. You can’t beat that. We’ll take it while we can get it! And, just like mom and dad, he doesn’t like to be messed with while he’s enjoying his drink! haha!!

 

 

<— Now this is a much nicer looking view of my boy. How cute he is! He is my lover and my snuggler. And he’s at that stage where his talking is too cute.

“I wuv you mommeeeeee”

“I shump a biiiig one” (I jump a big one)

“das ma toyee over dare” (that’s my toy over there)

“beebee Oweeeeen ish shup” (baby Owen is up)

“I wuv puppy rooooooniiiiii’s” (I love pepperoni’s– last night at dinner)

“awww buuuuddy” That one he says all the time to everyone. We love it.

 

Okay that’s enough bragging. Here’s my Mouthwatering Monday recipe:

I got this recipe in one of my presents for my bridal shower. Jake and I LOVE it and it is soooo yummy. Don’t pay any attention to the fact that it is probably not the healthiest thing you could eat, that would ruin the creamy goodness of it!

Jack Cheese Enchiladas

1dz corn tortillas

1/2 cup cooking oil

3/4 cup chopped green onions (I use more, I like them)

1/4 cup butter

2 cups Jack Cheese (again, I use however much I want)

1/4 cup flour

2cups chx broth

1 cup sour cream (me looooovs sour cream!)

1 small can chopped green chilies (sometimes I use two)

Directions: In skillet, cook tortillas in hot oil for 14 seconds (7 seconds each side). Place 2T cheese and 1T onion on each tortilla. Roll up and place seam side down in pan.

Sauce: In a saucepan, melt butter; blend in flour and chx broth. Cook stirring constantly until mixture thickens and bubbles. Remove from heat. Stir in sour cream and green chilies. Cook until heated through. DO NOT BOIL.

Pour over rolled tortillas. Bake at 375* for 30 minutes. Sprinkle with remaining cheese and return to oven until cheese melts.

It is oooooooooh sooooooo goooooood! It goes great with rice and beans! Topping it with olives is yummy too! If you try it let me know how it turned out.

 

 

 

OH YOUR COW!!!

THIS BLOG got 6,586 comments in 6 hours today on THIS POST.

It’s my new favorite blog by the way. I’ve been lurking for weeks. I am IN LOVE with it. Geeze, I sound addicted. psh. ch. yeah. whatev.  

Whatever you do, DON’T look at it b/c you will be sucked in for hours reading all about their true, hot, steamy, real life love story. It took me about 3 or 4 hours to read through the whole thing….. and I’m pretty sure I forgot to feed a few kids and a dog.  And the food, oh the food is amazing, but like I said, don’t go look. Life as you know it will end. You’ll be sucked in. Promise. So don’t look, k?

Breaks my mommy heart

*sigh*

It’s never good to start out a post with a *sigh.*

Jake told the boys earlier this week that we could all go to the movies on base and see Kung Fu Panda. They have been wanting to see it and every day since then Dylan asks “is it Saturday yet? is it Saturday yet?” and the look of excitement on his face was just so precious.

So, today is Saturday. We tell him this morning “yes Dylan, today is Saturday.” He is all pumped to go to the movies. I tell Jake that I’m probably not going to go, I’ll just stay home with Owen. I really wasn’t looking forward to sitting in a theater with a squirming baby who is itching to walk, plus I figured it could be a fun thing for the boys to do with Daddy….they see me all week, but they never get to do something special with just Daddy.

Naptime rolls around. The boys had been outside ALL morning and afternoon. 2:30. Naptime. Dylan is quite hysterical because he is so tired. We tell the boys that if they don’t sleep during naptime, no movie. The movie started right before their bedtime so it was neccessary that they sleep. Aidan slept like a champ. Dylan however, did not. I even tried laying down with him so he’d sleep, but no. He got up three times. 1) “I need to peeeeeeeee.”   2) “oh,um, no, I need to poop now.”  3) “I fought I heard somefing.” Yeah. Sure.  You may be thinking “but the kid had to pee and poop and he heard something!” but really, every.single.time. he is supposed to be sleeping he spaces out his pee’s and poop’s and hearing of things so perfectly that he wastes his whole nap. He has it down to a fine art.   (like right now, he’s in bed no more than 10 minutes and he’s been down here twice. *grumble*) 2 hours later, naptime is over, and Dylan didn’t ever go to sleep. Aidan slept like a champ so of course, he gets to go to the movie. Dylan however, no movie.

Oh did he ever cry and cry and scream and beg and cry some more. I felt so bad. So awful. We explained to him that if he wanted to go he needed to sleep. Not just lay there and play, but sleep. And I KNOW he was tired b/c when I was laying with him those few minutes, he dozed a couple of times but then woke back up with a jolt and started fidgeting and playing with the shapes on his walls and the dirt under his finger nails.

I told him that he still had time to get a decent nap in, if he wanted to go back to his room. He opted not to. He wanted to go play outside. Later he tells us about how he is going to the movie. We correct him. We went through this cycle I don’t know how many times. *sigh*

Then the time came for Daddy and Aidan to leave. Oh did Dylan bawl. At that moment I wanted to say “okay you can go! Go! Go! Go! And have fun!!” But I didn’t. I told Jake I wanted to just let him go and he said “fine, but I really don’t want to deal with a crab.” I said “no b/c if we break and let him go then he’ll think he can break us next time he wants to do something.” I hate that part.

I hate that Dylan didn’t get to go to the movie. I really really do. It hurts my mommy heart.

Happy Blogiversary!

So this month is one year since I have actively been blogging. I say *actively* because I had tried a few times before but could never keep it up. I was a nervous blogger. Obviously I’ve overcome that.

I have to say, blogging blesses my heart. This last year of blogging has been oh so very good for me. Good to me. I’ve been though MANY changes in the last year, and the one thing that has remained the same is my blog friends. And better yet, blog friends don’t go anywhere, or move, like us. As Heidi said on Mandy’s blog, blog friends are ”just one click away.” So true!!

Blogs have made me laugh, cry, think, do, change, fellowship, smile. And that’s just to name a few of the amazing things blogging has brought into my life. It has become a part of who I am. I can’t see myself ever giving this up…. I would miss too many precious dear friends. I can’t even tell you how much I heart all of you. And you have no idea how much your blog friendship has meant to this lonely, crazy, loud, hysterical, stay at home, nursin’, cookin’, cryin’, laughin’, mom of three (err, four). 

Here’s a post from my first month of blogging. WOW have I come a long way. I do believe I’m less wordy now?? No? Brent, what do you think??   Also, it was great perspective reading this post. My life is actually a lot LESS stressful now. I read it and thought “you poor poor girl.” I wanted to cry for her. But at the end, I just laughed at her. You will too. I promise. It’s funny. The ending is.

p.s. sorry if I didn’t link you, I didn’t have enough words to link with! I tried to get you all!

It’s no wonder my head hurts…

My conversation with Dylan at lunch….

Me: You want another tortilla roll up?

D: Yes but a quesadilla

Me: so you want a quesadilla?

D: yeah a quesadilla roll up

Me: okay so you want a quesadilla roll up?

D: No, I just want a roll up. A quesadilla

Me: Okay whatever

D: naaaaaaahh, I want a roll up.

Me: Go play.

(Don’t forget to meet My Man below!)

Meet My Man

This is Jake.  Wearing my sunglasses and a jacked up hat.

He’s funny. And cute.

Alece told me the other day that she thinks Jake and I seem to have a lot of fun together.  And yeah, I guess we do. It took Dear Sweet Alece to tell me that for me to think about it a bit…. and yeah, we do have fun together most of the time. Yes, he makes me crazy. Yes, he drives me nuts. Yes, there are days where I can’t stand his face.  Even though it’s a cute face. But we laugh a lot. Did I mention he’s funny?

So, I decided to do something fun, since we have fun together. I’ve seen it around the blogosphere where the blogging spouse interviews the non blogging spouse and I love it. It’s funny. And Jake, is very much a non blogger. He rolls his eyes at my blog talk or my blog time or my….. blog.   So, I’m going to break him in slowly.

Here’s a little slice of Jake for you. Enjoy!

When did you know you wanted to make me your woman?  Sometime while I was in basic training.

What made you decide that? *SIGH* Honey, I honestly don’t remember. (grumbling on my end)

What was your first impression of me? *He is giggling a lot* Do you want me to answer this? (Me: YES!) Okay you have to type this EXACTLY as I say it. (Me: OKAY) Bubbly, gibbidy gabby, hot ass, that’s all I got.  (Me: ) SUCH A MAN.

Do you remember our first date?  *He grins devilishly* I’m guessing it was when we went to that movie (10 Things I Hate About You).

He’s wrong btw, our first date was bowling. But that movie, was when I fell in love with a very handsome man. Heath Ledger. God rest his soul.

What’s your favorite meal that I make?  Spaghetti. He says sarcastically, b/c I always make spaghetti.

For real though, what is it. PICK ONE! Honey, you’re a good cook I don’t know. You’re making me hungry right now. Go make me some food. Chop. Chop. (we both laugh hysterically)

If you had to pick something RIGHT now what would it be? Jack Cheese Enchiladas.

What’s your favorite movie? MY FAVORITE MOVIE? Oh geeze you cannot have ME having a favorite movie. That’s like telling a monkey not to fling his poo, that’s impossible! (He’s a big movie buff)

Okay then, what’s your favorite comedy? *He is giggling again* I can’t. There’s too many!!

Favorite line from a movie? It’s gonna take me a while….  (insert elevator music here….) Um *sigh* uuuuhhh *sigh* hmmmmm *sigh* (Makes beat boxing noises while dancing like Britney Spears for a brief moment.) hmmmmm

Okay! Moving on….

How do you feel about having three kids? BOYS no less? *blank stare* Uhhh, fine. I’m ready for them to be more self sufficient. *giggles*

How would you feel if I told you I was pregnant? *LAUGHS* NOT GOOD.

What’s your favorite memory of our time before kids? favorite memory? well…. just of us hanging out together and not being so stressed out and worn out from the kids all the time.

What is one thing about me that you want my blogging peeps to know? I don’t know what they don’t know. (He’s so boring with his answers)

What is one thing about YOU that they should know? I like to watch movies (they know that!) Oh. (try again) Ummm……  I love my kids? (Okay that’s good, not sure why it ended like a question though.    )

How do you feel about me blogging? *Shrugs his shoulders* Whatever helps you get away from the stressed out kids I guess.  (heehee)

BTW, the kids aren’t stressed out. I am stressed out. 

Do you want to start a blog? NO. (Imagine that!)

Okay peeps, now you know a little more about Jakey Poo. I’m not sure this was beneficial in any way, but it was funny for us.

Ohhhh, I have a GREAT idea. I had a hard time thinking of questions for him, but you all are good at that stuff. So leave me questions you want me to ask him. Yes. Anything. Please do!

One of *those* days, and it’s only 11am

Today I want to cry from frustration….so I thought I’d laugh instead. B/c really, who has time to cry?