Do you Google?

Bing?  Yahoo?
I'm totally not making this stuff up to be funny.  However, I do find it humorous after the fact.  The other day I started to Google something in my search engine.  As soon as I put the first letter, a whole list of previous searches starting with that letter popped up.  As I went down the list I couldn't believe that I actually Googled that.  From A-Z here are some of my previous searches.

1.  Addicting games  Not funny, but what in the world??


2.  Cutting the Cheese (this has to be one of Clint's...)  This is some of the results: Redeye Cut the Cheese Rally or Play Free Games - The Art of Cutting the Cheese 4kids.tv


3.  Do Mice have memory (easily could have been one of Mine, but I think this was Clint's)  As always, the ever dependable Wikipedia gave this: Hippocampus


4.  Do woodchucks really exist  Well, do they?  Don't you just LOVE Wikipedia!?!  Woodchucks/Groundhogs

5.  Do Woodchucks chuck wood  Am I the only one that is completely bothered by the GEICO car insurance commercial??  It aggravates me every time it airs.  Why?  Because Woodchucks don't chuck wood.  Or so says the tongue twister:

"How much wood would a woodchuck chuck

if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

A woodchuck would chuck all the wood he could

IF a woodchuck could chuck wood!"

Of course I had to make sure: And the answer is...  If you have time to read this and actually want and do read this (in its entirety), then you are more of a psycho than I am.


6.  Emeril Meatloaf Recipe:  Which is FYI: Emeril's Most Kicked Up Meatloaf Ever Recipe


7.  Is DJ Lance Gay - If you have a kid 5 or younger, you know who DJ Lance is, and admit it.  You know you've wondered this yourself...  DJ Lance Rock Dance


8.  What are the lyrics to Yo Gabba Gabba  It's very probable that I'm deaf in one ear due to loud music.  So I'm often singing the wrong lyrics to songs because I didn't hear them correctly.  After hearing this song over and eventually trying to sing it back out loud - I thought to myself.  "Surely that's not what they are singing.  I kid you not - this is what I heard when Yo Gabba Gabba comes on:

"Muno - He's so unfriendly,"
"Foofa - she's stinkin happy,"
Brobee, the little mean one...

So, I finally had to look it up.  Yo Gabba Gabba Lyrics Just like I've done with many a song.  Thank goodness for internet.  Without it I would have continued wondering why that guy on the radio (when I was a kid) kept singing "You're only Bologna (Ba-lon-ee)."  In comes the internet ~ many years later ~ and I finally get the answer to that vexing question - I now know he wasn't singing "you're only balonee", he was singing  You're Only Lonely - J.D. Souther

9.  What is the best glue for bonding human hair to a pumpkin  I'm totally not making this up!!  In case you're wondering why I was searching for this - well, I'm just going to leave you with what ever you imagination will come up with.  I will share what the internet provided:  Bond A Weave Liquid Gold Adhesive  Welp, if it's good enough for a weave...


10.  This one is out of order, but considering recent media events, it was a good one to leave off on...
Was Toomer's Corner rolled the day Bear Bryant Passed Away  I did put this question in various forms. Did Auburn fans roll Toomer's Corner in celebration of Paul Bear Bryant Passing... Any way you could pose this question, I typed it in.  By far, this was the most informative link I could find - on the internet.  I didn't want to know bad enough to go get in the car and drive down to Birmingham Public Library to find out for Absolute Sure.  However, this guy did - well, not to BPL, but the closest one to him...Did Auburn Students Celebrate Bear Bryant's Death By Rolling Toomer's Corner?

(Did anyone else noticing that guy is wearing a skirt - pleated no less...)

These weren't by far the most interesting but then again some things just aren't meant to be shared...  ;o)

So, What's in your Google?? Search Engine, that is...

Ask and You Shall Receive

Dax is the lightest sleeper on the face of the earth, besides me of course. Snap your fingers, and he's wide awake. I know all of you with Toddlers know about the 5 minute nap. They fall asleep in the car on the way home for 5 minutes and think they've had their nap for the day. You always try to get them from the car to the bed and tucked in without waking them up. Doing so is one tall order. Winter makes this twice as hard since you have a coat, hat and etc. to pull off without waking your sleeping angel. Oh and heaven forbid they need a diaper change.



Which was the case with Dax this day because he'd finished off an entire fruit shoot in the car. Nonetheless, this was the challenge I was presented with a couple of days ago. Who says God doesn't have a sense of humor. I'm also starting to get the impression that he listens to our subconscious pleas. Remember my last post... Here lately, I constantly, "subconsciously and consciously" whine about not being able to get one waking minute to myself, though I've never prayed about it. ;o)  This day, it was as if God was saying "Okay I get it, my seemingly ungrateful and whiney child, Here's a chance for you to have that minute to yourself but first you must complete your challenge. Manage to get Dax undressed and diaper changed without waking him and you get 1-2 hours to catch up on chores. (Usually Dax has to have me ly down with him to take a nap - me lying down for 10 minutes puts me out like a light so I end up napping with him.  Him napping without me is a rare occasion, esp. lately)

I figured it was a long shot but with 1-2 hours of free time at stake, you know I had to try... Game On!

The Challenge: Getting Dax tucked into proper nap position so he doesn't awaken too soon uncomfortable and freaked out.

The Dilemma:  He needs a diaper change AND there are no sheets on the bed due to wash day.

Play Call:  Forget trying to put sheets on the bed before nap, that's just too impossible but diaper must be changed otherwise mattress will get ruined since mattress cover is also in the wash.



Round 1:  Shoes, Socks and Pants.

Round 2:  Unbelievable, Diaper changed!!

Round 3:  Toboggan off! Whew that was a close one, but will she be able to swing the coat?

Round 4: One arm out.

Round 5: Both arms out! All that's left now is sliding his rain coat out from under him.

She did it!  She did it!  By Golly, she did it!! 

 
Can you believe that I didn't even have sheets on D's bed either.  Not that it matters, he never uses it.  I don't know why I still wash them with the other linens, he doesn't even use his bed for naps. The other day I almost thought about taking the bed completely down, but somehow I'd feel guilty by doing that. However, it definitely needs to go back into his room, but taking it completely down is the same as saying we're not even going to try to break the co-sleeping habit at all.  What do you think?

And So It's Twenty Eleven

Kid you are all up in my personal space is something Dax gets told at least 3 times a week.  Through frustrated looks of course.  I never say that out loud, because, well, he's 2 and he's actually supposed to be all up in my space. 

[As I type right now, he's sitting in my lap trying to block my view of the screen by putting his face right in mine and repeating "Mama!! What are you doing?!?"  over and over and over.  crazy kid...]

I would however enjoy a 15 minute break every now and then when I can do something like - Oh - I don't know - go to the bathroom, load the dishwasher, pay bills online without Dax saying "Can I hold you?"  Of course it's terribly sweet, but after several months of things piling up and not getting done, I'm starting to get all hot and bothered just thinking about finishing a task such as doing the laundry.  I kid you not!

I'm seriously having sweet dreams about getting usually dreaded errands/duties done?  That's because "me time" is absolutely out of the question (I mean, I can't even do chores without entertaining my child).  Actually hearing someone complain about the word "me time" makes me want to projectile vomit!  Okay, now I'm being unfair and I know everyone needs a little "me time" but if you have a kid that's 2ish, that's just not realistic.  Not with my 2yr old anyway.  A female living in my world doesn't even get to bath alone.  Personal hygiene such as shaving my legs has to be done in secret in the wee hours of the morning when everyone's asleep.  But that's another story...

Though I would definitely love to say I've learned to manage my time, until I do I console myself with the fun of having a two year old.  The way I see it, is this kind of sweet SWEET blessing doesn't come without a price.  If being the hairy legged pony tail wearing / au naturale looking female as well as all the other things listed above is the only price I have to pay, then I'll gladly do so.

Actually, if I'm able to get myself in the right mind set, then sitting back and letting Dax "hold you" is pretty relaxing.  I'm painfully aware that there will be a day when I long to hear that phrase just one more time..

I'm really embarrassed to complain about not finding time because of my two year old when around those such as my SIL who has 5 kids and another one on the way.  I was relieved by what she told my mom, that it really did seem harder to manage 1 child than it does with her 5.  I guess maybe because by the 2nd to 5th child you've figured out how to juggle everything.
[Does Teri ever find a happy medium between juggling chores, raising her child and getting time to address personal hygiene for herself? tune in to next months episode entitled "IT"to find out]

Global Warming Is Just Being Coy
When I was a kid it snowed at least once every year. Then, for at least a decade, it seems, we only got snow every two to three years. Now we are back in the good ole days (though anyone reading this right now would be thinking "HUH?!") and since Dax has been alive it has snowed every year. He's only two but he's experienced snow 4 times. Pretty cool in my opinion.


We were surprised at Dax. The first thing he did when he got out in the snow was lay down in it and say Snow Angel! I don't recall teaching him that, but who knows. Don't have a pic of it b/c the camera I have at the moment is a bit slow. Can't wait until I get MINE back.

Oh, gonna have a lot of plants to replace this Spring. Hope this won't be one of them.



Waste Nothing Want Nothing
Clint and Dax coloring on the backside of old unwanted unused wrapping paper.  Some people have an addiction to buying shoes, I have an addiction to buying wrapping paper.  So, when I run out of room to store all of the rolls I have, instead of throwing unused ones away, I let Dax do his thing.  He loves it.  It's like a never ending piece of paper and then of course there's the big cardboard roll that kids everybody loves to play with.


DIY Queen
We finally started staining our customized EC that we had Carpenter Rick build.  Maybe one of these days we'll finish, so the Rick can come back over and finish putting the doors on it and get it lifted and mounted to the wall.  Seeing how long it takes me to get through our usual weekly 6-7 loads of clothes, it might be a while.  Especially considering all the other DIY stuff around our old house that needs to be done.  I'm really starting to get that itch to build.  Not ready to scratch it yet, but... it's definitely getting my attention.  Sounds like it's time for a vote:



Say What?
Dax has some new phrases that's been around for a few months, but he's mastered to the point that he's even got both Clint and I repeating them as well. So, I thought this month would be a good time to share:
1.  Don't worry Mama, we'll help you. (when he's asked where something is and we tell him we don't know.  i.e. "where's Brobee Bear?"  "I don't know baby, where did you leave it?"  "Don't worry Mama, we'll help you!") 
2.  Daddy Up! (Anytime he sees Clint doing push ups he runs and gets on his back and proceeds to tell Clint to continue by saying that)
3.  U Poot Daddy (I think you've got an idea why he says this - it's just so darn cute the way he says it)
4.  Excuse you (After he's burped - on purpose I might add)  Which is a step up from Dear old Dad b/c when Clint belches (or passes gas) he says "bless me."  He claims that he can never remember the phrase appropriate.  I think he's just being silly.  ha ha.  That or he just wants me to explain ~ just one more time ~ that you don't say "bless me" when you you burp, you say it when someone else sneezes and they're supposed to say it to you, you don't say it to yourself.  
5.  NO THANK YOU!!! [loudly and sternly] He says this when he doesn't want to put a shirt on, socks on or anything he needs and he feels we are trying to force on him.

Instead of Dax being the mockingbird and mocking everything we say, Clint and I have found ourselves mocking him or using his phrases when talking to each other ourselves.  It's too funny.

A Lifetime of Waiting!
You know I wasn't going to miss Auburn's celebration for the 2010 National Championship.  After my generation witnessing more than one undefeated season without a shot at the Championship it was super sweet to see Auburn finally get that shot and take it - What an awesome year and what a fun day of celebrating.  The man responsible for my Auburn fanaticism, Uncle Alan, took Leah, Tracey (his daughters) Katie (their friend) and myself down to the celebration.  Clint would have been there if he wouldn't of had to work.

Thought of the Day:  Governor Bentley, I know your Alma Mater is University of Alabama, but did you have to mention their championships at our party??  Rudely played, Sir, rudely played.

Me, Tracey, Katie and Leah

Uncle Alan and Me sans cool crocheted hat

I really wish I had more pictures, but like I said above, I don't have my camera, so until then I'm having to make due with the huge dinosaur digital.  It's still a great camera, it just doesn't take very good pictures in low light - which seems to be the setting for all my pictures and I hate the flash.

Not The Throne, Not Yet!

Dax's potty sits lonely in the dark, collecting dust and sometimes serves as a table for our reading material.  Way back when (so long ago now that I can't even remember how long ago) Dax starting becoming a big boy, he started telling me his diaper was wet and when he wanted new britches.  He was very curious about the toilet.  In my excitement I went out and purchased pull ups and pulled his potty out of the box and set it up.  After he thoroughly inspected it by taking it back apart, piece by piece he sat it down, never to show interest in it again.  He actually won't go near it.  As if the scary monster is going to eat him. 

Everyday ritual for the past 6 months:

Me:  "Dax, do you want to use your potty?"
D:    "No Thank You." 
Me:  "Hey Dax, Come here and sit on the potty, please"
D:     "NO! [poutey tone and face] I don't want it!!"

Or

Me:  "What's wrong Dax, why are you running away?"
D:    "Scary Monster!  There's a Monster I don't like!!"

We've tried books and I've even talked Clint into thinking it's his responsibility to teach him/train him to pee in the potty.  Least Clint wants his son to squat, sit and pee like a girl.  That didn't work either.  A total no go. And now Clint's hesitant to keep taking him when Clint's got to go because Dax just stands there and tries to catch pee in his hand like he thinks a young "grasshoppa" should.

I have to take a moment out to tell you a funny story about a friend of ours teaching his son to go pee pee in potty by demonstration.  After taking his son with him numerous times to the potty and saying "see, now do what Daddy does and go pee pee,"  his son finally got the point and proceeding to go pee pee like Daddy was doing, only little guy proceeded to go pee pee on Daddy's leg rather than the potty.  Well, at least he's getting some of the lesson.  LOL.

No matter what I say or when I say it, he wants nothing to do with his potty.  I'm starting to wonder if it's the potty that's unappealing to him.  Adding to that thought, when we were at Target, he saw the frog potty (which is cheaper there than at Wally World - surprise surprise) he said, "Mama, can I have froggy potty?"

I know, totally TERRIFYING, Isn't it?!?

For now, he's just content with his diapers being changed.  In August, when he turns 3, if he still wants nothing to do with potty training, I'm giving in and buying the frog potty  to see if we have better luck with it.

At least he's got the reading material habit down and knows you can't rush a good service.