Monday, February 28, 2011

I've fallen in love!

So...I've sort of been keeping a secret.  I'm in love.  I know, I haven't really said anything because...well...I feel sort of naughty.  You see, it only happens when Philip is in class on Monday nights.  I always beg one of my friends to take the kids so that I can get my fix.  I don't really care who watches them; as long as they aren't with me.  Whenever it starts my heartbeat goes through the roof.  I get a silly little grin on my face and my hips start moving uncontrollably.  And then...well, it happens.  By the end I'm exhausted.  Sweat covers my body and my breathing is wildly out of control.  And I can't wait for more.

Yes, I'm in love with Zumba.  I only get to go once a week and by the end of it, I already can't wait until the next week.  If it's wrong to be addicted to a workout, I don't want to be right!

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Rescue Me

Things I have rescued from the trashcan today:
2 little people
1 pretend fork
1 plastic container
1 pretend french fry
1 sippy cup
1 pacifier

Things I have rescued from the toilet today:
little boy hands
reusable snack container
tampons (yes, again)

Things I have rescued from Rafael's mouth:
Fake flower petals
a stick
a knife (it was a butter knife, still not safe, but at least you won't report me to CPS, right?  Right?)
tampons (I know, I know)

I.  am.  exhausted.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Pee Hands & Responsibility Chart

I stuck my hand in the toilet 3 times today.  I kid you not.  My lovely daughter has decided that in order to wipe herself when she's done going potty, she has to use the entire roll of toilet paper.   Which then gets shoved in the toilet.  Twice today.  Yes, after the second time of fishing a wad of toilet paper out of the toilet with my bare hands I learned my lesson and took the roll of toilet paper out of the bathroom.  Now she has to call me when she needs to wipe, but I'd rather that than pee hands any day.

And then.  My monster boy-child decided it would be fun to play in the toilet water.  And threw a handful of tampons in to help him swirl the water with.  Yeah, another lovely trip into the potty for my poor hands.

We also went to the library today and Rafael decided it would be HILARIOUS to run as fast as he could away from me while giggling hysterically.  And Michaela, being the good big sister, would scream at the top of her lungs, "Rafael, come back, what are you doing?!?"  So I was trying to shut her up while running after the boy, who would then trip, fall flat on his face and start screaming.  After a couple rounds of this I tried to just herd the kids and leave but Rafael started screaming at the indignity of me picking him up, while Michaela freaked out because we had only been at the library for a few minutes and ohmygodIwanttoreadsomebooks!  I don't know how we got out of there, but we did, and in a fairly quiet and normal matter.  I definitely think I'll be taking advantage of the "hold" section more often though.

On a plus note, we started using a Responsibility Chart today for Michaela, and the thing is freakin' genius.  Seriously, I wouldn't be surprised to see a halo of rainbows and unicorns around this sucker, it is that awesome!  Michaela was soooo good today!  Not a single tantrum!  Even the library incident was just a bit of a whine, nothing compared to the evil that was before!  I am shocked and amazed at how well this stupid little thing works, but I'm just going to stop talking about it because I don't want to jinx it!  This little chart alone totally made the pee hands worth it!