Young mind in action

It's hot in the Allman household. We're heading in to week 5 without air conditioning and it's been a long, sticky, irritable road. In some ways we've adapted to the heat and humidity, but I think each one of us would agree…90+degrees in the mid-west is just not fun. Over the past week we've had a few companies come out to give us estimates on the work that needs to be done. Earlier this week, WA and I were eating a snack (just before he and I went to swim lessons), he looks at me and says…"Mommy, when is the man coming to look at the shampoo?". I had to ask him to repeat himself because I wasn't sure I heard him correctly. "Shampoo?" I said out loud. "Yes Mommy, when is the man coming to fix the shampoo?" Showing that I am not always so quick on my feet, it took me a few seconds to finally realize that he was asking when the air conditioning guy was coming. To him shampoo naturally goes with conditioning.  Duh Mom.

This one was a bit of a surprise for me. WA and I were at the grocery store yesterday grabbing milk and a few things after a doctor's appointment and before heading to pick up IA at daycare. We stroll up to the empty checkout line and I lingered a bit scoping out "In Touch", "USWeekly", "People" and "Life and Style" to see if there was any mag I needed to get. Ultimately there weren't…because as much as I love pop culture, the Kardashian sisters and Jessica Simpson really just aren't my thing. As I was perusing WA looks at the magazines and then looks at me and says  "Mommy, those magazines are for girls.". Huh, how could he know that? Am I not giving him enough credit in thinking that identifying "masculine" vs. "feminine" in something a bit more abstract to a 4 year old is abnormal? The only thing I could think of was that maybe he got this intell from his father (who while patient and accepting of my pop culture obsession, isn't necessarily a huge fan himself).

Rude

I don't think I'm one to get overly upset or to hold grudges when people don't "do the right thing". Yes, every now and then I get bent out of shape, but that's fairly rare (and mostly induced by my beloved family!). But this week I'm kinda irritated. I gave out almost 20 b-day invites to WA's daycare friends and only 3 people have responded. 3. And I asked for responses by this Friday. So unless I get an influx of RSVPs over the next two days, I'm considering OH Mommy and Daddies r-u-d-e!

Two!

The other day we were walking down the street and caught IA giving a "word up!" gesture with her hands. The hubby and I looked at each other and thought, "what?!?". We laughed and enjoyed the moment not really knowing who was teaching her such slick moves (certainly not her square parents!). This weekend I finally figured out what she was attempting to do. She was counting to two! Here are some pics of her attempts...

Could you deny this face?

Who does this remind you of...

For those of you who knew me, and my locks, pre-kids...look familiar?

1 year (can you believe it?!?)

It hardly seems like it, but I've been blogging for one year! Thanks to the faithful few who follow my ramblings and kiddo updates. I hope you continue to enjoy a post or two as much as I enjoy writing them. Here's to another year!

Alone time

I used to spend a TON of time alone with WA playing in his room. He got this VIP treatment until I was 8 months pregnant (and could no longer get up by myself!). Back in the day where it was 2 parents to 1 child, my hubby and I would often trade off weekend mornings and sleep in. WA, never a child who embraced sleep, would get up at about 6:30am. I'd go in and sit on the floor and play with him for hours. There would be days when I was exhausted and would half snooze/half play. As he grew older that trick didn't work as well. Anyway, I loved those mornings. With IA, I don't get much time like that. In a quite house, just she and I with sleepies in our eyes. This morning she treated us to a 5am wake up call. The hubby got up and attempted to rock her back to sleep, when that didn't work he brought her to our bed. From there she snuggled up with me for maybe 30 mins and started to get restless. I fended her off for 10 additional minutes before finally giving up just before 6. Since I was wide awake I decided to take her to her room to play. Alone. She and I. I really, really savored it. We got a solid hour of play, lotion application, dress up and books. If one has to get up before 6, playing with a cute little redhead is definitely the way to go.