The Land Before Time

It was a dark time, in the land before time.  With plant eaters and sharp tooth dinosaurs.  Or really, just two little kids running around roaring and growling at each other because somebody had the brilliant idea to let them watch the entire series of Land Before Time movies. 

For several days now, Mayhem chases Mischief with his mouth wide open (in his most menacing sharp tooth face), roars, and yells, "Bite!"  Of course, this is loads of fun, because Mischief runs screaming, "Would somebody out there please save me?  He's going to bite me!"

This is what my neighbors hear as they pass my house...

My New Book

I have decided to start a memoirs type book project entitled, "Things I never thought I would have to say to my children."  I will start a list on here via posts, so stay tuned for all the good stuff!

Example number one:

"Stop licking the television!"

Good Nurse

Mischief woke me up at 4:30 this morning asking me to bring her paper towels because she had made a mess like the cats do.  Now, in my hazy eyes, I was not sure what this meant, until I got into her room.... She had gotten sick to her stomach and made a mess, so she was asking for paper towels to clean it up.  She was comparing herself to the cats that throw up on the floor!

On our way to the couch that I covered with towels to finish the rest of the night in the living room (because I was bleaching her sheets), she asks me, "Mommy, I'm really sick, so I cannot be my own nurse.  I need a good nurse to take care of me.  Who in the world is going to take care of me?"

I responded, "I will sweetie.  I'll take care of you and be your nurse."  Mischief questions,"well, I was a good nurse for Daddy, so I need a good nurse.  Are you really a good nurse, Mommy, or do I need to find a good one?"

Really?  I think my nursing degree from a prestigious school qualifies me as a good nurse with a kid who has the flu....  But only if she deems me a good nurse!

P90X Update

As an update to my weight loss adventures, it is going slowly.  Very... slowly...  The kids enjoy helping me do my exercise, as well as wearing me out so I have no energy to do my workout every night.  I have just started week eight of my 13 weeks of P90X, so bring it on! 


So, next stop is my eating habits.  I refuse to diet because I enjoy food, and I enjoy eating.  Therefore, I am going to change my habits and my lifestyle.  However, the things I eat still have to taste good and be satisfying.  Please offer suggestions on lifestyle changes that have worked for you!  I need all the advice I can get!

Buggy Bite

This is a very busy time of year for me, so Daddy has been trying to keep the kids occupied for me.  A couple of days ago, he took Mischief and Mayhem on a walk in a woodsy area near us.  However, he forgot the mosquito repellent, and Mayhem pretty much got eaten alive. 

Mischief refers to any group of trees as "The Forest of Darkness," as she learned that term on a PBS show she likes to watch.  Therefore, "Daddy made me go into the Forest of Darkness, where I didn't want to go."

Back to poor Mayhem, he got eight mosquito bites, which have all swollen.  One of these is on his throat, right at his adam's apple.  Unfortunately, he reacts very badly to mosquito bites, and they are very swollen, red, and itchy for him.  He points to his bites, and says, "Buggy bite, ow," as he asks for creme.

This brings Mischief's story to, "Daddy made us go into the Forest of Darkness, where I didn't want to go, and he fed us to the mosquitoes."

First Zoo Day of the Season

I braved the day, and I took Mischief and Mayhem to the zoo today - by myself.  This is the first day we have gone this season because I have not been looking forward to taking on that task by myself.  However, the kids both behaved really well and had a lot of fun.

However, when we got home, Daddy asked how her trip to the zoo went, and Mischief said, "I don't want to tell you about it."  Still, several hours later, Mischief will not talk to her father about her day at the zoo.  Mischief talked to Grandpa tonight, and he asked her about her day at the zoo, and her response was, "I don't want to talk to you about it.  Goodbye."

Enough said...

Practice Egg

Mischief and I went to the farm today for a visit.  As we are walking around the farm, we see all sorts of animals, like horses, llamas, steers, peacocks, sheep, and many other birds.  The lady who owns the farm went into the aviary to collect eggs, and brought out an egg she has been getting that is very little and filled with only egg whites.

She gave this egg to Mischief and told her she could take it home.  Of course, Mischief is extremely excited to sit on her egg and hatch it.  So, I explained to her that this egg is one that hens lay to practice for when they lay real eggs.

We had to call Grandma on the way home to tell her about our practice egg, and Mischief held it for a long time.  When we got home, she had to surprise Daddy with her practice egg, that her brother immediately grabbed.