Wednesday, May 3, 2017
No rhyme or reason, just full on screaming and crying for a significant amount of time. (By significant I mean 15 minutes or more because 15 minutes of screaming can be an unbearable amount of time.)
E just had a wild tantrum, probably the worst I've seen so far. Screaming, crying, throwing himself down, slamming things... just a meltdown of epic proportions. I asked him if he was hungry, thirsty, or tired and he said no to all. I asked if he wanted to watch Paw Patrol, do a puzzle, read a book, or play with his cars, again no.
He eventually went into his room and slammed the door, but because the door handle is so high he couldn't get back out which prompted even more screaming. I opened the door for him after about five minutes and he slammed it shut in my face, and then screamed again because he couldn't get out. I went and sat down in the living room to see if the screaming would subside, maybe he would fall asleep or get distracted, but somehow he ended up getting out of the bedroom. (I'm guessing he pulled something over to the door to stand on.)
He came out and I figured out the root of the problem. He saw his nummers (pacifier) but since we are trying to break him of it during the day it's put up where he can't reach it (and where I thought he couldn't see it.) If he had've just said "nummers" in the first place I would have explained our big boy story and redirected him to something else like the special treats and snacks I bought just for this particular issue. But alas, he is only two and communication isn't their strong suit.
One step at a time.
Toddlers are hard.
Sunday, March 5, 2017
Disney Classics by Release Date Marathon;
Snow White & The Seven Dwarfs (December 21, 1937)
Pinocchio (February 7, 1940)
Fantasia (November 13, 1940)
Dumbo (October 23, 1941)
Bambi (August 12, 1942)
The Three Caballeros (December 21, 1944)
Song of the South (November 12, 1946)
Fun & Fancy Free (September 27, 1947)
The Adventures of Ichabod & Mr. Toad (October 5, 1949)
Cinderella (February 15, 1950)
Alice in Wonderland (July 28, 1951)
Peter Pan (February 5, 1953)
Lady & the Tramp (June 22, 1955)
Sleeping Beauty (January 29, 1959)
101 Dalmatians (January 25, 1961)
The Sword in the Stone (December 25, 1963)
The Jungle Book (October 18, 1967)
The Aristocats (December 24, 1970)
Robin Hood (November 8, 1973)
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (March 11, 1977)
The Rescuers (June 22, 1977)
The Fox & the Hound (July 10, 1981)
The Black Cauldron (July 24, 1985)
The Great Mouse Detective (July 2, 1986)
Oliver & Company (November 18, 1988)
The Little Mermaid (November 17, 1989)
The Rescuers Down Under (November 16, 1990)
Beauty & the Beast (November 22, 1991)
Aladdin (November 25, 1992)
The Lion King (June 15, 1994)
Pocahontas (June 23, 1995)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (June 21, 1996)
Hercules (June 27, 1997)
Mulan (June 19, 1998)
Tarzan (June 18, 1999)
Fantasia 2000 (December 17, 1999)
The Tigger Movie (February 11, 2000)
Dinosaur (May 19, 2000)
The Emporer's New Groove (December 15, 2000)
Atlantis; The Lost Empire (June 15, 2001)
Lilo & Stitch (June 21, 2002)
Treasure Planet (November 22, 2002)
The Jungle Book 2 (February 14, 2003)
Piglet's Big Movie (March 21, 2003)
Brother Bear (November 1, 2003)
Home on the Range (April 2, 2004)
Pooh's Heffalump Movie (February 11, 2005)
Chicken Little (November 4, 2005)
Bambi 2 (February 7, 2006)
Tinkerbell (September 18, 2008)
Bolt (November 28, 2008)
Tinkerbell & the Lost Treasure (September 3, 2009)
The Princess & the Frog (December 11, 2009)
Tangled (November 24, 2010)
Winnie the Pooh (July 15, 2011)
Secret of the Wings (August 31, 2012)
Wreck-It Ralph (November 2, 2012)
Planes (August 9, 2013)
Frozen (November 27, 2013)
Planes; Fire & Rescue (July 18, 2014)
Big Hero 6 (November 7, 2014)
Tinkerbell & the Legend of the Neverbeast (March 3, 2015)
Zootopia (March 4, 2016)
Moana (November 23, 2006)
Pixar Movies by Release Date Marathon;
Toy Story (November 22, 1995)
A Bug's Life (November 25, 1998)
Toy Story 2 (November 24, 1999)
Monster's Inc. (November 2, 2001)
Finding Nemo (May 30, 2003)
The Incredibles (November 5, 2004)
Cars (June 9, 2006)
Ratatouille (June 29, 2007)
Wall-E (June 27, 2008)
Up (May 29, 2009)
Toy Story 3 (June 18, 2010)
Cars 2 (June 24, 2011)
Brave (June 22, 2012)
Monster's University (June 21, 2013)
Inside Out (June 19, 2015)
The Good Dinosaur (November 25, 2015)
Finding Dory (June 17, 2016)
He was tossing everything in the air and it was pure mayhem over here. Well at one point he managed to take off his sock, and in going with the theme, tossed it into the air. I wasn't paying too much attention to where everything was landing, I figured I would just clean it all up when he went down for his nap. Well, right before nap time I wanted to put his sock back on because his little toes were getting pretty cold. Could not find the sock, anywhere.
After 30 minutes of searching every room in the house, I sat down defeated and went to take a drink of my juice, and then I saw it. This tiny little, used to be white, sock floating in my cup of juice. The sock is now a slight purple/red colour so I figure, throw some bleach and hot water in a cup and soak it, it'll be fine! HAH! I went to check the sock an hour or so later, super white, GREAT! Not so great? The green stripes around the ankle are now a very pretty yellow, well crap, guess I better throw the opposite sock in to make it the same colour. Makes sense right? Probably should've taken the first sock out because now I have one with nice yellow stripes and one with light lime green stripes. In retrospect, probably should've just tossed the pair as Hubby suggested but I'll just hope no one looks close enough to notice.
Should also mention while all of this was going on the toddler fell off the kitchen chair with his Spiderman toy and bumped his head on the floor. Don't worry he's fine, his main concern? If Spiderman was O.K. because his bendable arm was pointing straight up instead of straight out.
Toddlers... *shaking my head*
Friday, February 5, 2016
Why? Why will you not let your kid live and learn on his/her own?
All of these parents that were born in the late 70's/early 80's are pushovers. Bubble wrapping their kids from harm and letting them run the household. Gluten free this, vegan that. Wash yourself in purell every five minutes. Don't vaccinate and god forbid you let your child bump their head without a trip to the hospital for an x-ray.
When I was a kid in the 90's we drank from the hose, swung upside-down unsupervised (THE HORROR!) on the jungle gym, swung as high as possible on the swings and then lept off to see who could jump further, and I'm pretty sure most of us ate a little dirt by accident. We're all still alive and most of us turned out ok. (I said most!)
I'm hoping everyday that the people I grew up with, mostly those born from '87-'95 are going to do much better job at regular parenting than some of the previous generation that are really not even parenting. Letting their kids run the house, run their lives and drive the rest of us crazy. Little entitled a**holes that have never been told no by their parents and think they deserve everything on a silver platter because they are special.
You're special alright kid, a little special snowflake just like everyone else. 😜
Ps. Don't even get me started on the 'safe place' rooms in colleges for people who were so sheltered that their fragile egos are damaged by the wrong word.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
So, my short funny story for today is about our trip to the doctors for the Babes two month shots.
The doctor checked his length, his weights, his junk and then went to get the needles ready. While she doing that I gave the little Babe some Advil for the upcoming pain. (He is never going to trust the taste of grapes again :p) About two seconds into the first shot the screaming began, the poor little Babe. Then his second one in the other leg. A couple minutes after the second one the screaming subsided and I cleaned the blood spots and stuck the band-aids on. While I was getting him dressed the doctor realized that Momma was a year behind on her boosters... uh oh. Daddy says he'll take over dressing him and that I should get my booster. *Sigh* Ok. She goes and gets my needle and comes back. I make the ridiculous mistake of looking at the needle first and panicking a little. (Which is ridiculous because I dealt with so many needles taking blood while I was pregnant.) I look away and watch the Fiance dress the babe while she wipes my arm and before I could say warn me the needle was in and out. Everything seemed fine, she warned me my arm would be sore for a couple days but I told her I felt fine and had no pain. Just you wait. I woke up the next morning and I couldn't even touch my arm it was so hard and painful. Five days later my arm finally feels normal but it still has some pain when I lay on it. I suppose that's to be expected when they make you wait ten years between shots. You're body doesn't like change and that damned booster shot proves it.
Oh well, at least I'm protected against tetanus... and whatever the two other ones are in that 3 for 1.
Saturday, May 9, 2015
I've been doing a lot of research over the past couple of days on how to get this blog up and running, and how to make interesting posts. I've looked up a range of different topics, blog structure, hosting websites and read a lot of other personal blogs. I hope that soon I can get into a rhythm of posting regularly and get through some of these topics to keep you interested and entertained. ;)
Today's (I mean tonights? lol) post is about the crazy things we agree to do for money.
A week or so ago my Dad asked my Fiance if he would paint a shed for one of his clients. (My Dad runs his own renovations business.) The Fiance agreed and we went over to check out the structure to give my Dad a quote. Worked out the price, colours, materials and a date to work on it. The date ended up getting post-poned due to some extra work my Dad needed to perform on the shed. What was supposed to be a two day weekend job ended up being an all-day Thursday job with some touch-ups on Friday (Today). I've never heard someone curse so much at a paint brush in my life.
Coming from working as a painter for a company for the last year I suppose he is used to a certain caliber of brushes and rollers. Well, he has one really great brush and some good rollers, but he also has this brush that is like, a fluffy mess. We painted (yes I helped :p) the whole shed a nice shade of red. He did all the cutting around the edges and I did all the rolling. After two and a half sides he said he would finish the rest of the red while I fed the Babe and went and got us some dinner. Once we finished eating he started on the trim, a metallic blue that we were very apprehensive about but hey, that is what the client wanted. (It actually looks really good now that I see it finished!) The brush he was trying to use to do all the trim was the fluffy brush. No matter what he did somehow he had more blue on the red part than on the trim he was trying to paint. The whole time he was painting the trim it was nothing but a string of curse words and stomping around. As funny as it was to watch and listen to, that brush is the reason it turned into a two day job. The Fiance had to go to his actual job this morning and then come home only to rush back out the door to go do the touch-ups on the shed. On the plus side, at least it was just going back around the edges of the red to cover the blue.
Oh, do you want to know the best part of this whole scenario? The Fiance decided not to wear a shirt while he was painting this shed so he is now the colour of Sebastian the crab (hee hee hee haw haw haw). Which means, I get the lucky task of slathering his arms, shoulders, back and neck with aloe at least three or four times a day.
He is quite a pain, but he is lucky I love him.
Oh and for those of you wondering, the fluffy brush is no longer in our possession. It has absorbed the last paint it will ever see.