Why Didn't I Think of This?

Have you ever been out with your baby or toddler and the kid pukes or has a leaky diaper or eats messily? Their clothes are now dirty and you don't have a change of clothes. What do you do: go home or walk around with a grungy kid?

Enter babysparewear:

These are little quick change outfits that come in a zippered bag. For babies, you get two onesies and pants; for toddlers, a shirt and pants. They come in both short sleeves and long, and there are lots of colors. Check them out here: http://www.babysparewear.com/index.shtml



What could be better. This: Katydid & Kid is giving away a $25 gift certificate to them. You can enter at http://katydidandkid.blogspot.com/2008/09/giveaway-babysparewear.html

Ciao!

A DIRE Emergency This Morning

As I was attempting to sleep late on a Saturday morning (and the term late is relative-I just wanted to sleep until 9 am), I heard a crash and a scream. I knew the children were up because they all marched into my room at around 7:30 or 8 to let me know that they were ready for breakfast. I told them to eat some cereal.

Anyways, back to the crash and scream. I had ever intention of simply ignoring it and continuing my slumber. However, it turned into moaning. My mommy sense started tingling and I headed downstairs to see what it was.

A sink full of blood. Well, not full, but enough to be alarmed. T had "fallen" off the couch and her teeth cut her lip. I had her gargle with some salt water so I could assess the direness of the situation. There were 3 punctures. By now, my girl had my full attention and wasn't about to let it go. T is a clever girl, and files away information for later use. Obviously she knew that when someone hit their head, they are not supposed to go to sleep (or that's what my mama told me). So my princess starts in with "I feel like I need to go to sleep...my head wants me to go to sleep..." To add a touch of realize, she tried to go prostrate across my lap like a swooning Southern belle. Nice try, Toots.

It was nothing apple cinnamon pancakes couldn't fix.

J is just plain gross.

J, my almost 3 year old, has to be the grossest kid ever. She is obsessed with butts and poop. She talks about them all the time. She also puts her boogers on her siblings. She finds it amusing. I find it gross. I know that it has to do with her development psychologically-Kolberg, moral development, Erikson, crises, and all that jazz. But that does not take away from the fact that it is just plain gross and that I am always digging for some tissue to catch her lastest find.

Enter: Boogie Wipes.

That's right, Boogie Wipes. They are little-get this!-scented wipes that take care of the booger issue. You can try to win a Boogie Wipes gift basket on this site:

http://hermashaw.blogspot.com/2008/09/catch-that-booger.html

TTYL!

About Me

Well, this is my first foray into blogging so we shall see how it goes. First, let me introduce our cast of characters:

~Main Characters~

I am a twenty-something. I am a college student. I have 4 kids, two boys and two girls. As far as birth order, if they were a sandwich, my boys would be the bread.

A, the future Astronaut, is an almost 8 year old second grader. He can subtract 4 digit numbers from each other, but often leaves his homework at school. He is the sweetest, most loving, most easily distracted child ever. He is also very sensitive and has a strong sense of what is fair.

T, the Princess, will be 6 in a few months. She is a kindergartner and quite possibly the smartest child I have ever encounter. At 4, she could write her name and tie her shoes. She can read some now. She wants to be a princess and a doctor when she grows up. If anyone can do it, she can.

J is the Squirrel. She climbs and jumps off of things like the couch, her bed, her table, the kitchen table, the pool table, her play kitchen, the window ledges, her dresser....She is a most amusing child. Her mispronunciation are the stuff of legends. Diego saved the baby "jackwater."

Little T is the baby. He was a big one, over 9 pounds. He is the most adorable little thing ever. I just love him to bits. He is my acronym baby: ebf, cd, nc'd, bw because I ap. His hobbies include: playing with Mommy's face, pooping, scooting across the living room backwards on his belly and unfastening his diapers. He goes by the nickname Side Salad.

Lettuce is my significant other. He is a unique fellow. Very unique. I am not sure that's a good thing.

~Supporting Cast~

Meimei is my mother. She has 4 children, of which I am the oldest and the only girl. She is smart and sweet and I love her.

Big R is my oldest brother. He is a few years younger than me. Little R is his son, my 13 month old nephew.

Sarge is my middle brother. He is not actually a sergeant. He's a private in the Army.

Fasju is my baby brother. He is still a teenager.

Pops is my mother's husband.

T is Little R's mom. K is Big R's fiancee.

That's all I can think of for now.