Me when I'm mad at Big B



When I'm mad at Big B, I don't want him to do anything for me.  My first course of action is to rampage through the house cleaning everything in my path.  Am I a weirdo or what?  Please tell me there are other ladies out there like me.  Hmmmm.....Our house is a mess right now, maybe I should pick a fight with Big B tonight. 

Little B when he gets yelled at for doing something wrong



Sometimes I think that Little B must be the sweetest toddler on the planet.  When I tell him no and he knows that I am being serious he immediately puts his head down and comes to me for a hug.  Then I feel like a terrible witch for yelling at such a sweet little boy.  But then five minutes later he goes right back to doing the exact thing I told him not to do and then I remember why I yelled.

Toddle Along Tuesday - Potty Book and Measuring Cups

Little B has been obsessed with books for probably about the last six months.  I LOVE that he loves books so much.  At every diaper change, he insists on reading the toddler bible he got as a baptism gift.  I'm not overly religious, but I won't question anything that will keep him still for a couple minutes while I change him.  More recently, Little B has been announcing each time he makes a number two by saying "poo poo."  So I decided to buy a potty seat and potty book just for shits and giggles.  I'm not expecting to potty train him at 18 months, but it couldn't hurt to have it on hand right?  Well, now we have Little B's new obsession.  The minute he comes home from daycare this is what he does....


He sits on his potty (with his pants on of course) and reads his potty book.  He also likes to carry the potty seat into the living room and sit on it to watch Thomas.


The other day I was making dinner and Little B was being a beast.  Big B was still at work, so I needed to think of something quick to entertain Little B or I was going to have to hold him and try to make dinner with one hand (never fun).  This is what I came up with......

 
 
Measuring cups filled with water.  Little B LOVED it!  And now, he loves playing with the measuring cups.  He actually loves the tablespoon and teaspoon measuring cups the most and since I hardly use those, they are now mixed in amongst all of his toys.
 
 
 
 
 
And finally, I can't leave you without a little humor.  We recently went apple picking.  This is Little B whenever someone says "apple"
 
 
 
  
 

This is how I feel when Little B goes number 2 after I JUST changed his diaper



Is it just me, or are toddlers impossible when it comes to diaper changing?

How I looked after being out til 4 A.M.




You know you're 30 when it takes you days to recover from one night of drinking.  Big B and I went out for a friend's birthday on Saturday night.  We don't get out much so naturally we partied like rockstars until 4 A.M.  I am still hungover and sore.  What on earth could I be sore from?  I carry around a 28 lb toddler all the time and that doesn't affect me.  But one night out at the bar and I feel like I just spent three hours in an intense cardio class.  I must have had some awesome dance moves on Saturday night. 

When I get home from work and see that Big B has already made dinner


My reaction after reading 50 Shades of Grey



I just do not get the hype around this book.  It's terrible.  Plain and simple.

When my best friend told me she loves the show "Here Comes Honey Boo Boo"



I just can't handle more than two minutes of this show.  I put it on the other night because there was nothing else on, thinking I would give it another chance.  After a couple minutes Big B said "Wait, what the hell are we watching?"  Sucess, it got his attention away from his iPhone and fantasy baseball for a second, so maybe I'll put it on more often!

Me, desperately trying to stay awake, on Friday night past 10 p.m.



Me on a typical Friday night lounging around the B house



Who am I kidding?  This is me every night of the week.

When Big B tries to snatch my OK Magazine


Just when I think I am having an awesome day



Yesterday, I got ready in the morning and was out the door with enough time to grab a Pumpkin Spice Latte before heading to the train station.  As I'm sipping said latte and walking to the platform, I think to myself "this is going to be a great day."  Not two seconds later, I spill the latte all over my pants.  Damn it, I hate Mondays.

My mom just bought a hybrid (same car I have). She asked me how to fill up the gas tank, I responded


Little B when I try to sneak away for a second to the bathroom




Yes, I do think that my days of peaceful alone time while I pee are now restricted to when I'm in the office.

When Big B picks out a paint color, I respond


Little B when I try to sneak a vegetable on his plate


Traveling with the B's

 
 
Me at the end of the day while on a business trip:
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Girl's trip (what my friends and I think we look like):







Little B on his first family vacation:

 
 
 
 
 
Big B and I after spending a week with our family:


Big B when I ask him if he needs help applying sunblock


Little B playing with the dryer

Did I really almost let Little B climb into the dryer just so I could quickly grab my phone and get a cute picture




Little B loves to play with anything that isn't an actual baby toy.  His current favorites are the dryer and the dishwasher.  He loves to toss any ramdom object he can find into them.

When a co-worker questions how often I really need to pump during the work day, I respond


On Sunday night I think it's a great idea to take the 6AM train and start work early, but when the alarm goes off at 5AM on Monday morning