Day 5 - Do we HAVE to get up?

Cause we don't wanna!

Day 3 - Monies

So day three is a little late...sorry about that...and well, day four kinda got lost...but day 5 will post in a few minutes...

He likes to play with his monies...We keep it in an old really big formula can that I cleaned out...I cut a hole in the lid so it would be like a piggy bank...but his latest thing is to dump it all out onto the bed, then put it into his tin cup Ashy got him from the Alamo...he then calls it his "money coffee" and has to blow on it because it's hot...

Day 2 - Handprints

Last night we went upstairs to watch TV before bed - and I was hoping to get some reading in (yeah, you can all laugh at my stupidity now)...well, Boog decided he wanted to "make a letter" aka draw...and asked me to draw with him...i traced my hand with a marker and was going to tell him to color it...but of course he had to have his done too...

I need to get some paint and sturdy paper and get hand and foot prints to save...i wish i'd been doing it before now...

New Project

In an effort to post more, I'm going to try to post at least one picture a day...I usually take at LEAST one pic of Boog per day, so this should be fairly easy...here are a few from yesterday...

I told him I was going back to sleep...he told me no and went to grab the covers off me...

 

 

Riding his motor while we let the dogs out to potty...

Playing in his box/bed/car/rocket ship...that he moved closer to the table so he could reach his drink...and needs a stool to get out of lol...but he put a pillow and blanket in it and was hanging out...

Reclaiming my weekends!

Yay for every other weekend off!  So it’s only been two weekends so far, but we’ve done something awesome each weekend…

Two weeks ago, the first weekend in August, Boog and I went to see my friend and her family in North Carolina…and another friend and her son met us there from South Carolina…Boog got to play with new kids and get used to more new adult – which he is in desperate need of loosening up with new people.  We got to spend a few hours at the beach and I got to visit with 2 good friends and get a much needed mini-vacation.  I also got to see my Capone!  Who welcomed me in a way that made me feel much loved, and he remembered Boog, and tried to suffocate him with his tongue lol…I did not have a happy about coming home that Sunday morning.

Some shots from the beach...

He watched tv and played with the other kids, and generally stayed out of my butt lol…and even let N tuck him into the beanbag Saturday night, which is where he fell asleep – and so did the girls for that matter…and he kept stealing Capone’s red blanket…he loved playing with the “little meow” who let him carry him around, and hold him – and someone tried to get me to take it home with me…

This past weekend we went to the Watermine Water Park at Lake Fairfax in Reston…We tried to go through everything, but Boog was a little scared – I think it was because he couldn’t use HIS floaties, but had to use their life jackets…He spent most of his time in the tot pool but had a total blast…He saw a little girl going down the slide head first and of course he had to do it to – and never stopped…He was playing with other kids and trying to make friends with the older girls mostly.  They had break every hour, and he ate something every hour lol…We brought snacks, lunch and drinks with us, including two pieces of folded over peanut butter bread – which he started calling a knuckle sandwich…

Brown Eyed Girl

Some people may have wondered why we played “Brown Eyed Girl” at my mom’s service…no one asked, but maybe some wondered…I don’t know why my sister agreed to it, but I know my reasoning…I hope hers is similar to mine…

That is the way I would like to remember my mom…Goofy, some-what carefree and young…No matter how old she got, my mom will always be young…

I think that my youngest sister missed out on a lot of my mom being like that…I think in some ways she experienced more of the bad side than the good, and will never know who she missed out on…that makes me sad for her…

Mom never minded keeping me home for a day every now and again, just to hang out or even to head to King’s Dominion for the day – and if we decided that morning that we just didn’t feel like keeping whatever plans we had made, it was cool…we still stayed home and just hung out at the pool…

Mom was the one who never cared how many of us were at the house – as long as we didn’t trash the place (or at least cleaned it up when we were done).  I remember coming upstairs for a blanket one night because everyone else had taken all the blankets, even the one off my bed and she never skipped a beat, just looked at me and said I was out of luck with extras…

She never lost that attitude either, even with my other sister – the more the merrier…I miss those good times…I can’t forget the bad, and every so often I get mad at her still…but I like to think that the bad memories will fade as time goes on…

This is not the club y'all...

I had court Monday morning – and this is my list of observations from the morning…some of it I thought was common sense, but obviously I was wrong…

1. Do not come to court looking like you are going to the club…and for that matter, don’t look like you just left the club and ain’t had a chance to go home yet…
2. Do not come to court looking like you’re about to go workout/just came from the gym…
3. Please, try not to look like a crackhead...
4. Please do not bring your children to court…and damn sure don’t bring them into the actual courtroom with you, especially when both parents are present…one parent can sit with the child in the hallway…they have chairs…they even have a damn food court and an outdoor court yard at this particular establishment…
5. Please do not try to explain your way out of a ticket – especially when your driving record is full of the same damn charge…no one wants to hear it, the judge doesn’t believe you and you are just wasting everyone’s time…
6. Don’t sit there and talk to your friend/companion all loud…this goes double if you’re an attorney…we don’t want to hear it…and isn’t there something about confidentiality involved when you’re a lawyer?
7. Please be on time, if not early…

And with all that said, I sat in the damn courtroom for two hours, unable to read my book, just for the judge to take 2.6 seconds to send me on my way after he called my name…but, it saved me $80+ in court costs and fines…