Bring on the Two's....

It was early Sunday morning on 5/18/08 at exactly 5:59 am, that I became the mother to the cutest baby on the face of this earth. It was love at first sight :). It also was the day I had a deep appreciation for the drug vicodin....I think that's what they gave me. I had a c-section and my epideral wore off after they stiched me back up, and buddy... lemme tell yah,I felt EVERYTHING. My fiance at the time said he found where I was cause he heard me screaming bloody murder down the hallway. It was awful. But it was completely worth it in the end because of this ..
He still gives me this look :).
Many people have already commented on how I'm now entering the "terrible twos". And yes, I'm sure there will be days but I'm going to try and approach it as the "trying twos". We had a great start to them though! First, I took him to Edventure which is like a ginormous playground. It's a museum technically but it has so many cool things you forget it's educational. They had a mini store just for kids where they could get their own shopping cart and go up and down the ailes getting food. They even had a cash register and I just happened to notice the WIC button. Because it's never too early to teach your child about government assistance ( that was sarcasm just in case you missed it). We later had a celebratory dinner at Mcdonald's and I throughly enjoyed him inhaling his burger... Add a few gifts and a cupcake and I call that a birthday success. I'm throwing a party for him on Saturday but yesterday was just about me and him. I never believed the other parents when they said " enjoy them at this age because they grow up so fast!". Unfortunately I think it's true. I know I'll wake up one day and realize I have a teenager in the house but for now I'll enjoy this...
and this....

"Never Smile at a Crocodile"...

You know what really irritates me? Men who think that a flashy car and a pastel shirt is going to impress someone. Not to mention an ego the size of Texas. You know what irritates me even more? Guys who make jokes that a 12 year old boy would make WHILE at someones work. It's really only funny to you moron. I'm just trying to do my job. Let me explain so it makes sense a little. First, I work with 4 guys. That in and of itself should be the first clue to my story. They are all nice guys, but one in particular has a few friends who like to call the office and ask for him but they give out famous golfer names, or football player names, or serial killer names. Names that someone like myself have no clue about. But then they sometimes say their names are "Seymour...Seymour Butts" or other names with different parts of the body....use your imagination. So when they call and ask for my co-worker I'll let him know they're on the phone and when I repeat the name it is often followed by bursts of laughter or "really Sarah? You know who such and such is right?" Well no as a matter of fact I don't. I was too busy raising a kid to notice or care. Yes, indeed, these names are often creative and quite funny when you say them out loud and don't realize what you're saying. But then there are days when it's not funny and it just makes the person look and feel like a complete idiot. Today would be that day. Normally I just deal with it on the phone....today my co-worker's friend actually came in the office. And since I'm just a temp who's been there for maybe two months, I don't know what his friends look like. He comes in with his aviator sunglasses on, wearing a pastel yellow shirt and it was miracle his ego made it through the door. I immediately wanted to vomit. Spare me. So he asks for his friend, gives me his name which he said was Jason something or other and when I page his friend and say who's up front for him he starts laughing. Blah blah blah....it ended up his friend gave me the name of Jason from all those serial killer movies. But since I have never in my life seen one I had no idea who he was claiming to be and neither did I care. And I made sure to tell him so. Which took all the fun out of his little joke. Boo freakin hoo. Why this incident irritates me so much I don't know. I think it's mainly because unlike what you may think from this rant, I really do love to joke around and have a good time. Being able to joke around at work is even better. But I don't like being taken advantage of, and I don't appreciate it when you make a joke at someone else's expense, especially when they're just trying to do their job. I'm mainly just irritable and want to eat all the chocolate in sight. Which explains alot. SO.....sorry for rambling,and there's nothing wrong with aviator sunglasses and corvettes. I do, however, have a strong distaste for men in pastel shirts. But I'll try to make the next post more interesting and less like a hormonal rant. Goodnight.

Everyone Poops...

And my son just happens to poop in the middle of the floor. At nap time yesterday he took his diaper off, popped a squat and pooped in the middle of his room. It's at least better then the times he would take off his diaper and paint with it. Now if I can just get him to call me when he has to go then we'd be in good shape.

This week has been exhausting, and I'm not sure what was worse...spending 5 days with golf obsessed, insensitive male coworkers or the weekend with a kid who threw fits whenever possible. And I love my son, but this weekend was rough. And I say insensitive coworkers but that's not completely true. Actually they are all pretty good guys, it's just sometimes the level of testosterone is so great that it spills over to the two hormone producing people there and it clashes. It's a tale as old as time. A song as old as rhyme. I know you're dying to break out in song right now. So anyways...the weekend had it's bright spots. Got to spend some time with my twin...we're not actually related but we might as well be. I'll post a pic and you'll see why I call her my twin. It's scary. We went to see Taylor Swift on Friday and I got to experience what an entire arena filled with little girls sounds like screaming like banshees. It was an experience. One that my ears are sure to remember for years to come. But it really was a good time, and Taylor even made an appearance in our section. She puts on a good show...minus all the hair tossing. But if I had that much hair I guess I'd fling and toss it too.





Me and the twin before the concert.....told yah we look alot alike!

And when he wasn't throwing tantrums the kid was a pretty sweet boy. Here he is licking the pot after a batch of fudge I made. And just in case you've never seen it, a pic of a male doing the dishes. I honestly didn't have to coach him at all in doing this. He put on the gloves and said he wanted to wash the dishes. It was great. Let's hope this lasts for many, many, MANY years to come ;).



Did you know that "Everyone Poops" is actually a book? So if your scared to approach your kids or any child about this natural process ...they made a book to ease the discomfort of it...bahahaa. I'm not lying...check it out at Everyone Poops