Filed under: Milestones, Mom fashion | Tags: fashion, maternity clothes, miracle, pants, pre-pregnancy clothes
I’M WEARING PRE-PREGANCY PANTS! I’M WEARING PRE-PREGANCY PANTS! I’M WEARING PRE-PREGANCY PANTS!
Is it bad that I feel the need to shout that from the rooftops? With three boys here and my husband, I don’t think any of them can truly appreciate how good it felt to button up those pre-pregnancy jeans today. Woot!!!!
The only sad part of the day was that as soon as I started coming down from the I-fit-in-my-jeans high, I realized they are now totally out of style, being that they are kind of a stonewashed, faded color. Isn’t it dark jeans that is all the rage now? I don’t even know… how sad is that.
Still… I’M WEARING PRE-PREGANCY PANTS!
Filed under: Play
Conversation between the twins and me yesterday afternoon…
E: Mommy, we’re playing with our cars.
Me: Oooh! That’s fun!
B: Yeah, they are getting married.
E: Have you ever seen two cars get married, Mommy?
Me: No, no I have not. This should be really interesting!
I decided to jump in and try out Project 365. It is a project where you take a picture every day for a year. I think it will be interesting to see not only how my photography progresses, but also what I take pictures of each day!
Want to follow along? Visit http://yearinthelife.wordpress.com.
Filed under: Trials and Tribulations | Tags: Kleenex, Mess, Nap, Sleep, Trouble
Yesterday, my boys did not want to nap. Because they are starting to get towards the age of giving up their nap (gasp!), we have rebranded nap time as “quiet time.” Three activities are allowed during quiet time; anything else is off limits.
- Laying down and silently reading.
- Sleeping.
- Just laying in bed.
I realize I may be the meanest mom ever with these rules, but oh well. The boys need the rest. Their mom needs the rest. Quiet time will be a staple at my house until my kids move out.
Well, yesterday was one of those days when the kids did not want to do quiet time. Because they share a room, this is a big problem. Things actually started out okay. Although they weren’t following the quiet time rules, they were really just talking and reading books together. After a while, it got quiet except for the flickering sound of a few giggles. Trouble. So, I went up to check out what was going on. This is what I found:
B and E had emptied an entire box of Kleenex on the floor. Their explanation? They were using it to decorate their bodies with hats and beards and whatnot. I held in my anger laughter and told them simply to clean it up and hop back in bed.
In another minute, I heard them talking about making something pretty, so I ran back up to see what in the world they could be doing now. They were ripping the Kleenex into small pieces, putting it in their mouths, and then sticking it to their Kleenex box. That’s right folks, they were decorating with spitballs. Oye.
The only upside of this whole experience was that everything got cleaned up pretty quickly when I told the fellas they could be done with quiet time once all of the Kleenex was in the garbage. I guess that is not the only upside… I got to practice being patient with my two three-year-olds, which is something I rarely get to do, right?! 
