Tuesday, August 26, 2008

August and my hamburger!

What is to be said about an emotional attachment with a plastic hamburger, complete with lettuce and cheese. When Zeb and the rest of the family go into a complete panic when the hamburger or any of its condiments are missing one knows there's an issue. The fact that he wouldn't even think about actually eating a real hamburger makes the attachment oh so painful for those of us trying to get him to eat something besides cheerios, milk, cheese and gold fish (the cracker). When will those love affair end, that is to be determined, until then we will keep great tabs on the -oh so tasty -plastic hamburger.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

A week of bliss!

I'm back in the rat race! A week in Boston without the boys or Bear or Jamie and living every minute.....pure bliss. Did I miss anyone, no, did I feel a bit guilty for not missing them, maybe for a second, was I happy to see them all, uhh yes of course. My sister and I had an unbelievable time. Breakfast in bed, no little people to tow around, the beach with a magazine and yes all I did was lay there and soak up the sun.
Meanwhile back at the round up, grandma had a great time! It was a totally confidence booster, she can handle the little people all by herself!! Thanks mom, I look forward to next year!!!

Friday, August 1, 2008

Do you show the kid his bum? *warning content may not be suitable for everyone

Why is it that all the baby books omit a huge section on "what to do whens," for example, what do you do when your child plays with his bum and says things like "what's in my bum" and "is poop in my bum" and "I want to see in my bum" and "I want to see mama's penis." Actually, I'll go off topic now and explain....he was getting a little fresh with me when I happened to have a bathing suit on and in an instant opened my top and said "mama's penis" and I said "no, mama doesn't have a penis, that's mama's boob" which he then proceeded to try to investigate but with a help from junk food I was able to distract him and divert his attention only after he says to brother "mama's boob" and then bother says in a higher octave "MAMA'S BOOB".
So, well, back to the original question that I'll just throw out there for you to ponder. The kid is playing with his bum full on and says "brother, see my bum" which he then turns to show bother his bum. Luckily he was unable to really spread his bum to show brother what he really meant him to see and brother laughs hysterically running off saying "see what's in my bum." In his determination to see what was in his bum he proceeds to ask again and again until finally I respond with a response that I thought would just leave him thinking and end the conversation. I said, "you would need a mirror to see what's in your bum." He then stops for a quick second, thinks and then says "I want to see a mirror to see what is in my bum" okay, okay, okay "see here is a mirror" and I lifted him up. Luckily, when you are two you can't quite figure out how to turn your head to look behind you while spreading your cheeks to see what is in your bum.
Anyway what exactly is a person to do when faced with these questions and why didn't I pick the right books to read?