Feeling Blue

Blue blue blue blue who is wearing blue today, look at me and you will say, who is wearing blue today, blue blue blue blue who is wearing blue today????

I remember singing that song in kindergarten

Funny potty story from IVillage

Someone posted this that they got this email from their girlfriend, it is quite funny

Subject: Potty Training
My little guy, Cade, is quite a talker. He loves to communicate
and does it quite well. He talks to people constantly, whether
we're in the library, the grocery store or at a drive-thru window.
People often comment on how clearly he speaks for a
just-turned- 3-year-old. And you never have to ask him to turn
up the volume. It's always fully cranked. There have been
several embarrassing times that I've wished the meaning
of his words would have been masked by a not-so-audible voice,
but never have I wished this more than last week at Costco.

Halfway through our shopping trip, nature called, so I took
Cade with me into the restroom.
If you'd been one of the ladies in the restroom that evening, this is
what you would have heard coming from the second to the last stall:
''Mommy , are you gonna go potty?
Oh! Why are you putting toiwet paper on the potty, Mommy?
Oh! You gonna sit down on da toiwet paper now?
Mommy, what are you doing?
Mommy, are you gonna go stinkies on the potty?'

At this point I started mentally counting how many women
had been in the bathroom when I walked in. Several stalls
were full ... 4? 5?

Maybe we could wait until they all left before I had to
make my debut out of this stall and reveal my identity.
Cade continued:

'Mommy, you ARE going stinkies aren't you?
Oh, dats a good girl, Mommy!
Are you gonna get some candy for going stinkies on
the potty?
Let me see doze stinkies, Mommy!
Oh ... Mommy! I'm trying to see in dere.
Oh! I see dem. Dat is a very good girl, Mommy. You
are gonna get some candy!'

I heard a few faint chuckles coming from the stalls
on either side of me. Where is a screaming newborn when
you need her? Good grief. This was really getting embarrassing.
I was definitely waiting a long time before exiting. Trying to
divert him, I said, 'Why don't you look in Mommy's purse
and see if you can find some candy. We'll both have some.

'No, I'm trying to see doze more stinkies.
Oh! Mommy!'

He started to gag at this point.
'Uh - oh, Mommy. I fink I'm gonna frow up.
Mommy, doze stinkies are making me frow up!!
Dat is so gross!!'

As the gags became louder, so did the chuckles
outside my stall. I quickly flushed the toilet in hopes of
changing the subject. I began to reason with myself:
OK. There are four other toilets. If I count four flushes,
I can be reasonably assured that those who
overheard this embarrassing monologue will be long gone.

'Mommy! Would you get off the potty, now? I want you to be
done going stinkies! Get up! Get up!'
He grunted as he tried to pull me off. Now I could hear
full-blown laughter. I bent down to count the feet outside my door.

'Oh, are you wooking under dere, Mommy?
You wooking under da door?
What were you wooking at?
Mommy? You wooking at the wady's feet?'

More laughter. I stood inside the locked door and
tried to assess the situation.

'Mommy, it's time to wash our hands, now.
We have to go out now, Mommy.'
He started pounding on the door. 'Mommy,
don't you want to wash your hands? I want to go out!!'

I saw that my 'wait 'em out' plan was unraveling. I
sheepishly opened the door, and found standing outside my
stall, twenty to thirty ladies crowded around the stall, all smiling
and starting to applaud.

My first thought was complete embarrassment, then I
thought, 'Where's the fine print on the 'motherhood
contract' where I signed away every bit of my dignity and privacy?'
But as my little boy gave me a big, cheeky grin while he
rubbed bubbly soap between his chubby little hands, I thought,
I'd sign it all away again, just to be known as Mommy to this little
fellow.

Golf Video

Here are 2 videos from mini golf


My Montage 9/17/08

Meeting Mia

A few weeks ago, Foster and I went to Lori and Mia's house. It was fun to gt together, we just hung out and talked and fed our little whippersnappers. Here are a few pictures from our playdate. I just want to preface this by saying, Foster is not a huge monster baby, he was leaning on a pillow closer to the camera. I feel like the iamges show him as this huge baby. Mia was born on July 4th and is about 10.5 lbs here.

Totally Funny

Monday night we went to play mini golf. It is quite funny with a 2 1/2 year old. Let's just say, I played one hole correctly, and that was because Brian took Kyan to go make pee pee. There was a hole that you hit the ball near this house and it comes out down below. So Kyan, no lie, must have "played" this hole at least 20 times. Granted about half of them, he would drop the ball down the hole and sprint down the ramp to see it come out. The first time he ran down, he had too much momentum that he went well wide of the path and ended up on the grasss.

It was fun to watch. Another hole, you hit the ball up a small ramp and you hit it at the corner then it goes up to the right. Well I went first, Kyan runs up and grabs the ball and puts it right next to the hole. I turned to Brian, I am pretty good at this, all the balls end up right near the hole. Well then Kyan would kick them back down to the beginning. So Brian would hit the 3 balls, and then they would come back at him. I told him you better start hitting them faster and harder so Kyan can chase one and you can get the other 2 up there. It was quite funny.

He also played SKEEBALL and we played air hockey, it was fun, he had fun

Laws of a Toddler

I found this on IVillage:

Property Laws of a Toddler

If I like it, it's mine.
If it's in my hand, it's mine.
If I can take it from you, it's mine.
If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
If it's mine, it must not ever appear to be yours in any way.
If I'm doing or building something, all of the pieces are mine.
If it looks just like mine, it's mine.
If I saw it first, it's mine.
If you're playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
If it's broken, it's yours.

Beach pictures

Here are some pictures from our fun at the beach



My Montage 9/2/08

Spitting image

Quite similar, I just need to curl his hair to a point on top...

Did you know....

Did you know if you put coins in the cd player of a car, it won't work anymore? ARGHHHH

We had a fun weekend even though Rutgers lost.

Brian and Kyan went to swimming lessons, Kyan wasn't really into doing what he was supposed to but he had fun in the water anyways. He has a girlfriend there, her name is Sloan. She does what he does. When he gets out of the water to jump in, she will too. They give each other high fives. They are cute.

Kyan wouldn't take a nap on Saturday so finally at 5:30 he crashed and fell asleep and woke up about 5:30am the next morning.

We went to the beach on Sunday. Kyan and Brian made sand castles and Brian caught those little round crabs for Kyan. Well by the end of it, Kyan probably had a good 30+ crabs in his bucket. At one point, we had to let them go back into the sand so they would live and catch new ones. We also saw dolphins swimming and pelicans flying. That was fun. Kyan fell asleep on the way home for about 45 minutes or so.

Monday we watched Rutgers and I watched UCLA (Foster watched the 2nd half) Kyan fell asleep at 4:30pm, and guess what time he woke up???? 5:45 this am. I put him in bed last night around 9:30 thinking he would wake up but nope, out like a light. I think the reason he woke up this am was becasue he bed was wet from pee pee

Also, yesterday, we knew he had to go poops, so we read online, some people leave the child clotheless on the bottom, so we decided to try it. Well he kept saying he had to poop, so we took him in the bathroom probably 10 times, he would tinkle or not and get off the potty. Finally, i really knew he had to go since he would walk funny and ask for pullups on, he wanted to then sit on his lil potty, he did for a minute, then asked for the big potty and Lo and Behold, he pooped. YAHOOOOO We got him little toys as presents and rewards if he pooped on the potty. So he got to pick out a toy. He also pooped a tiny bit on Saturday, but we think that was more of a mistake but hey, poop is poop.

I will post some pictures later, we have to go food shopping now