Only 2 more days...only 2 more days...only 2 more days...oh, hi! LOL Just reminding myself that Flyboy will be back home in 2 more days! (Or rather he is SUPPOSE to be home in 2 more days. You never can tell with the military & the reliability of their jets!)
So, I learned 2 things since my last blog. Well, I am sure it is more than 2...maybe.
1. The OFFICIAL COUNT of hair washings that it takes to remove "Beauty Rush Lip Balm" (purchased at Victoria's Secret over the holidays) from a 2 year old's hair is 4. Good to know.
2. Because I learned number 1, I also learned that it is time to put my lip balms and other beauty products in a less accessible spot!
Yep, those are the two big lessons that I learned in the last few days. (Not that I have any "Beauty Rush Lip Balm" left to relive this experience, but I think the outcome may be similar with other lip products.
I took the kids out letterboxing this weekend. It was at the Liberty Hall in NJ. Should have been WAY MORE FUN that it was. These kids were ridiculous. I was ready to sign them all up for military school before it was over. Personally, I thought it was a fun activity and had as much fun as you can between potty breaks and chasing a 2 year old around a Revolutionary aged mansion. (Oh, a note on the potty breaks...they weren't actually IN the bathroom. No. We went through a total of 3 outfits for just Cricket.) Note to self : Bring a wardrobe of clothing next time. -- Hey! Does this qualify for the THIRD thing I learned?? Sweet!
It is currently 4:35pm and I am officially on strike tonight. It is "Mommy Time"...which does not mean that I am off duty, but it does mean that I can half-ass my chores and responsibilities for the rest of the night. It does mean that I can have a glass of wine, or a bottle maybe. It does mean that I can put my comfy clothes on. It does mean that I get to order dinner for delivery tonight. Yep, I am on strike. I don't want to hear any fussing, crying, or whining unless there is blood. (hahahah...yeah right...like that'll happen)
I think I may even make a sign "ON STRIKE! Moms for Peace & Quiet"
Quote from Cricket:
"Mommy, I'm so sick I have to talk in funny voices." - she was losing her voice from a cold that we had been passing back and forth all week.