Mischief

I didn't know he had it in him.

So does anyone have a Halloween costume they'd like to let a lovable one year old borrow?? He wears 2T or 3T and his Mom isn't excited by the thought of paying for one. I figure I know too many people with kids to buy a new costume.

Parker's Past Times

I downloaded the pictures from my camera and noticed a theme.

Lest you think Parker's a vedge sitting in front of the computer here are pictures of him completing his chores:

watering the yard (do you like his painted on shorts),

walking the dog,

walking the dog through puddles,

and lint rolling the rug.

Can't sleep

I'm too excited for tomorrow! Well, technically today! I'm going back! Sanity here I come.

Humor Me... please

So I was walking on the treadmill this morning reading this book:

When I came across a paragraph that I found so funny I laughed out loud. I'm not exactly sure how loud, thanks to my ipod, but loud enough to get the attention of the juggers next to me... who were also listening to their ipods.

"The very first thing you do when your toddler has a frustration tantrum is to pick him up and run from the food court of the mall, the checkout line at Toys R Us or your mother-in-law's best friend's living room. Do not, I repeat, do not attempt to coax or threaten your toddler our of his tantrum in hopes of returning to your former pleasureable activities. You have a grenade on your hands, and the pin has been pulled. Your job, soldier, is to save the civilians by removing the grenade at all costs. Try to hold him tight against you so that you don't suffer too much injury, but how you get him out is not critical. The most important thing is to remove him from all staring eyes and all fragile things that he could hurt or that could hurt him. Don't waste a moment worrying about the impression the two of you are making or being embarassed by this display. I maintain that a mother who is not frequently humilitated by her child is not getting her money's worth out of parenting."

Funny?

Date Night

So on this Friday night, while Mark works, I decided to take Parker out. We went to the mall- dinner and a play place for my toddler- perfect date. While Parker took an eternity to eat his chicken, I did my usual people watching.

My emotion surprised me. As teengaers began to fill the food court, I watched as young couples couldn't stop holding hands... not even to eat. And as two friends sat and sat and sat and giggled at who knows what, I literally got teary eyed as I thought back to my high school days. How EVERY friday night me and my best friend, H (as I called her), went to the mall. Always with a trip to a restaurant, a movie, and Gameworks, and then a sleepover at someones house. It was fun to think about how occasionally the boyfriend of the time would accompany one or the other, or the other girlfriends that rotated in and out. Oh how I miss H. I know if we were at the mall together we could be those friends sitting their laughing and talking about nothing- but having the best time. (but that would require one of us moving out of state. She's in TX, so visits are far and few between.)

I must have been feeling especially nostalgic because I found myself walking into Claires. It put a smile on my face to look at all the silly trinkets tweens can waste five bucks on. I had a huge grin; I noticed the sales clerk looking at me, I told her I hadn't been in the store in a "forever long time" and it brings back a lot of memories. She looked at me with a look only a 17 year old unammused teen could give.

If I could do it all again- I would. And I wouldn't even change anything. I loved high school.

What about you? What do you miss? Or not miss?

AND Grandma, now that I know you read this you gotta comment! Tell me about your high school days!

Likeable Quote

As I was reading this one stuck out to me:

"Stereotypes replace the complexity of actual lives with simplistic evaluations based on limited information."

From Women in Culture: A Women's Study Anthology