Teleport To The Free Market

He was in a recliner. On one side was a giant stuffed gorilla and a gigantic fluffy dog on the other. He threw them violently to the floor but remained seated.

“This is nice. I like that this seat has cookies and lemonade. Now I have to swim. I’ll have to use my swimming suit.”

He brought the invisible cookie up to his mouth and began to chew the air. After eating the chocolate chip air cookie he crawled out onto the reclined foot rest. His weight pushed down the recliner causing the chair to fling back hitting my wall.

I continued to stare in his direction without saying a word. What is there to say? We were clearly in his fantasy world. It was 10:00 PM.

It’s been 38 minutes…he’s still up. Here’s a recap of what happens in just over 30 minutes.

“Mama, I’ve added more folders on your phone. Now we have room to put more games on there”.

He obviously doesn’t comprehend my lack of available storage space is unrelated to how the app icons are organized.

“How many games are you downloading?”

“10”

“Isn’t that excessive?”

“No.”

“Can I get this one? It’s on sale.”

“For sale as in…free? You know it has to say…F.R.E.E. Do you see those letters?”

“I think so.”

I glance at the phone and see it’s a game you have to get on Amazon Underground.

“No baby. That one isn’t free. It doesn’t even tell you how much it is.”

“Yes it is! You just have to go to the other market.”

“What market?”

“Ugghhhhh… look!” (points to the shopping cart) I’m just going to teleport over there. You’ll see…”

He clicks the link to open the other “market”.

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“NOOOOOO!! I saw of glimpse of $99 per year and went into flip mode. Seriously?!?!?! Just stop! Get a game out of the cloud that you already have or go to bed!”

He picks a version of Angry Birds in outer space.

“Wake me up when it’s done installing…nope never mind…my game is ready!!”

So…a couple of things we can conclude here:

  • I’m doing a terrible job parenting this evening.
  • I wish my husband was home. 3rd shift nights = mama & Aaron stay up too late
  • Aaron is SUPER smart…maybe too smart 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

My youngest has been in a daycare from the very beginning. Two years ago when we relocated to Charlotte we found the most amazing preschool. I’ve always worked although I did consider staying home after my second child was born. I knew shortly after being on maternity leave it wouldn’t work. Continue reading

Shoe Leather Steak Night

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Tonight I tried. I tried to prepare dinner at home for the kids. My husband went to choir rehearsal and I bought some steaks to cook a decent meal. On a normal week night we are rushed and due to a lack of planning we’ll end up driving by a fast food joint for dinner.

I have this gigantic fear of serving meat that isn’t quite done yet. After I cook the meat I attack it until I’m 100% sure it’s not still breathing. In doing so I let out any flavor (another issue I need to work on is seasoning) and it looks like a rabid animal got a hold of it by the time it hits the dinner table.

Back to tonight…for the kids I got a super thin sirloin and two thin T-bones for us. I think “thin” was my first mistake. I “seared” the THIN sirloins in a frying pan and then broiled them to make sure the insides were done.shoe leather6

They were done…

My husband tasted it when he got home and said, “mmm…you made jerky.”

I’m disappointed with my “jerky” but surprisingly the children loved it. Isaiah asked for more.

While eating my share of the shoe leather I did a little more research. I looked up cooking “thin T-bone steaks” on YouTube before going back into the kitchen. A couple of Gordon Ramsay’s videos later this is what I cooked up…

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It looked more appealing. It was edible. It was actually really good.

Best part was…my husband liked it too 🙂

Thanksgiving Fire Alarms

I took a long lunch break to get Thanksgiving essentials the day before we celebrate. I have walked aggressively in heels for over an hour gathering what we need. I place the last item in my cart when….the fire alarm goes off. Continue reading

Toys from my childhood (1990’s)

Saturday is usually the day I play catch up at home. My husband was kind enough to clean the kitchen last night (I HATE DISHES!) so I was able to conquer the rest of the mess fairly quickly today.

I rarely have the time to really dig through things after I clean up. It’s an accomplishment if I can seriously get through the basics. Anyway, because I was ahead of the game today I ended up going through some old stuff.

Look what I found!

Anyone remember Pogs or Slammers? Continue reading

How to learn telling time

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We used a Dr. Seuss themed foam clock I picked up at the dollar store.
Added some notes on there for reminders and then…practice, practice, and more practice 🙂

Visual learning tools work best with my boys.

How do your kids best learn new things?

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My Big Thumb Toe

I was sitting down on my dining room floor surrounded by mountains of dirty clothes. I mustered up the energy to drag it all out of the laundry room in an effort to sort by category like normal moms. The outer layer of my cage was an assortment of baskets. The laundry needed to be done and I was not motivated.

Me: “Hey babe…you know what would be so great right now?”

Husband: “What?”

Me: “Something sweet…how about a hot fudge ice cream sundae from Culvers?”

Husband: “Sure.”

Motivation = ice cream     Culvers = closes in 45 minutes

Action plan: Speed sort the laundry Continue reading

How to tell your child needs more structure

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I was sitting just a few rows back from the front in church this evening.
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