Thanks to everyone for patiently sticking out my absence. I'm still getting back into the groove of things but plan on writing a little piece about the 5.5 days I was away from the husband and kids.
Yes, that's right, I was alone this entire last week. Well, definitely not alone, I was surrounded by friends and family, but I was without the three boys and Nate. So, maybe it goes without saying that even though I have been back for 2 days, I'm still disoriented and shell-shocked from jumping feet first back into the craziness, and kind of thinking what the fuck?
So, I'm pulling a previously written but not yet published post of these pictures I've been wanting to show you of how the boys have embarrassed me or themselves recently. Because that's always fun. They're nice and crappy in quality because they were taken with my cell phone camera, and we all know how amazing those bitches are.
As a side note, I also took some awesomely funny (at least to the 13-year-old boy inside of me) photos of things on my trip out of state and can't wait to show you those soon.
Yes, that's right, I was alone this entire last week. Well, definitely not alone, I was surrounded by friends and family, but I was without the three boys and Nate. So, maybe it goes without saying that even though I have been back for 2 days, I'm still disoriented and shell-shocked from jumping feet first back into the craziness, and kind of thinking what the fuck?
So, I'm pulling a previously written but not yet published post of these pictures I've been wanting to show you of how the boys have embarrassed me or themselves recently. Because that's always fun. They're nice and crappy in quality because they were taken with my cell phone camera, and we all know how amazing those bitches are.
As a side note, I also took some awesomely funny (at least to the 13-year-old boy inside of me) photos of things on my trip out of state and can't wait to show you those soon.
This one was taken at Ethan's "singing and dance" performance in his kindergarten class. It's of all the little kindergartners standing around muttering singing their little hearts out in the classroom. Aaaand that's my kid standing there doing the ole "heil Hitler" wave, with the fucked-up hair. Nice. He's been doing this wave since the dawn of his waving days and yes, it's totally embarrassing, because we do not delight a gesture that represents the persecution and murder of millions of innocent people. Adding to the whole picture, he's predominantly German. Nice touch, huh?
I swear, we've never taught him to do that wave, nor do any of our German families (knowingly) descend from Nazis. And yes, I blurred out the faces of his classmates. The phone camera is shitty, but not that shitty.
Up next....
Thank you. No really, thank you.
I took Connor to Safeway one day. If you've ever been to Safeway and purchased something that's too big or cumbersome to place in a bag, they typically put a bright orange "thank you" sticker on the item to prove that you've paid for it and are not stealing it as you stroll out the doors. Well, sometimes, the clerks give some thank you stickers to the boys because they all know how much kids LOVE stickers. This day, the clerk gave Connor some stickers and he placed one of them in the most perfect, perfect, place he possibly could have.
Yes, Connor, thank you. Clearly, this is a kid who understands symbolism. I enjoyed a nice, quiet ride home. Thank you.
Kid containment
I love Trader Joe's, but I dislike their shopping cart, i.e. kid containment, options. If you have more than one small kid with you, you're screwed. When I was dumb or desperate enough to take all three boys into T.J.'s before Connor (the middle child) was old enough to not dart away, I had to put Brandon in the regular kid spot, Connor in the main basket, let Ethan run amok, and then pile the food and shit on the bottom or around Connor in the basket and hope for the best. It was not an ideal situation.
Recently, the boys came up with this option. It was not ideal, either.
Yes, those are the two older boys stuffing themselves in the bottom part of the cart. And yes, I AM in the booze aisle.
Naturally.



Love the photo of Connor w/thank you sicker over his mouth.
ReplyDeleteI love so much, that of my kid for that I would print at least a dozen postcards of the shot so that I could use as thank you notes for next bday/x mas
anyway real reason I wanted to comment is I appreciate you blurring classmates faces out. nice :)
That if my kid did that...
DeleteI hate auto correct. very rarely corrects. very often fucks up, making me look like a dim wit.
guess I kind of am, for knowing it does that but forgetting to re read EVERY TIME!
HA, Vanessa, I think you just gave me a GREAT idea regarding the thank you cards! Soo.... thank YOU!
DeleteYep, I just didn't feel right leaving the kids' faces on there. And thanks for the clarification, but after a couple of seconds, I figured out what you were really saying! But I get the need to correct it; I do the same thing! :-)
I had my first experience with shopping carts (shopping trolleys here) as a parent last week. I placed the infant (replete with infant) car seat on top of the trolley designed for such and strapped it in only to find that I couldn't see over the damn thing.
ReplyDeleteNow, granted I'm only 5'8" but my friend (6'2") confirmed that he couldn't see over it either. Me and my baby girl then proceeded to pinball around Tesco like a drunk in a mosh pit, culminating in an almighty collision with a metal post designed to aid you in corralling your trolley into a section of the car park where it won't be a danger to traffic. There was much laughter from my wife but, thankfully baby girl didn't so much as stir.
Something needs to be done about that trolley design.
This is too funny! Sounds like you are adjusting well to the ins and outs of parenthood!
DeleteYou will begin to find many things that seem like a chimpanzee could have designed them better...
I'm loving it! Though I slept plenty last night. OH insisted I slept in the spare room when baby girl woke up for a feed at 4 o'clock. They were sound asleep in our king-size when I left for work this morning so I didn't disturb them.
DeleteThe other example of poor design that springs to mind so far is breast pumps. Why do they have to make that part of the device out of clear plastic? Who needs to see that?
HAHA! The breast pump thing is spot-on! The only reason I can think where it's good they are clear is so we as mothers can see the output... that can be important! But yes, it was creepy when I'd be pumping and my older son (4 at the time) would come up and stare and make comments about watching my boob squeeze through the tube and all the milk squirting out. I had to tell him to go find something else to do many times!
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