Bad Mood Alert!!!!

I am having a moment. Not a good one either. But oh how I wish it were a good moment! I am having a moment of utter loathing for my children. I would rather be out of my house, away anywhere that my children aren't. I loath myself for hating to be around them right now. But I really don't think it's entirely my fault. My son A has formed this new habit where he likes to tell me that he does not want to obey. Or he'll just flat out say no over and over again and when I threaten him with a spanked bum or a timeout in his room, he freaks out. He starts to cry/scream NO and hearing that is like NAILS on a CHALKBOARD to me. It is, not even kidding you, the most annoying sound I have EVER heard! Adding to the fact that he doesn't only just scream in protest, he runs to his room and stomps his feet as fast as he can once he's passed his door; all the while escalating his shreaking and distorting his face into this disgusting hateful mass of red. It is the most AWFUL thing on the face of the planet. He does this for EVERY little issue that comes up. So can you imagine why I really don't like being around him? . . . it truly is a mystery to the more dense people on the planet. (My bad mood might be leaking a bit onto the pages. Sorry)

E, at least is more tolerable. His only annoying thing right now is the fact that he likes to antagonize the demon screamer. Sometimes, just Es mere existence causes his older brother to confront him and fight with him....... SooOOOooooOOOOOO aggravating!

I am trying to do things to get them and myself out of the house, because without fail, that always helps. I get to get out of the house and read a book while they get to go play somewhere and get their annoying energy out.


A actually has the nerve to ask for a little brother or sister. Like I'm going to give him one since he clearly is so good to the one that he already has. I love my kids, I have no doubt of that. But I do doubt my temper. And I doubt my talent for patience.... which I don't have. Thank gosh I'm the one working two jobs now and Daddy M can be at home with them and deal with their annoyances.

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Oh man, it had better NOT be his FAULT that A is acting like this.

Sleepy Little Boy

E likes to do his own thing. He will go to bed when he wants to go to bed and even though I think I actually have control over that.... I really don't. And neither does Daddy. A few nights ago while I was at work, Daddy put little E to bed and about a half hour later he went to check on him. He walks into the room and doesn't see E anywhere, but he can hear the snoring coming from his little mouth. He checked under the bed, up on A's top bunk and then he heard the snoring again. It was coming from behind the closed closet door. Daddy opened the door and found this cute little bugger.

Completely passed out in our ghetto little toy box. Apparently he wasn't ready to go to bed, so he went into the closet, climbed in and played..... and then of course passed out.

 Playing in a toy box can really wear you out when you're a two-year-old little boy. 

Easter Easter!

Well, this weekend I'll be working. Sad day for me, BUT I was not about to be left out of the egg dying experience. So the boys and I dyed our eggs a few days ago!


First we prepared our area. Lots and lots of newspapers!

And then Mommy prepared the kiddies. Aprons up to their necks just in case.

The dyes came out, all lined up for perfect use, inducing a little boy frenzie!

E could barely contain himself! This was his first dying experience that he could be more involved in. If I left him alone for a few seconds, he'd grab his eggs and toss them in the dye. I think if I allowed it, all of the eggs would have been stuck in ALL of the colors, resulting in some nasty looking eggs.

Egg dying at it's best!

Praise the eggs!

After we finished our dying massacre- which A thought meant that we were going to kill the eggs. dye- die. I can see where is confusion comes from. :) We ate some peeps!

Awe cute little peeps. We love you so much, you're so precious and sweet.

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DIE PeEpS!! Suffer my toddler wrath!

And have a Happy Easter everyone!

Cute Giveaway

No no no. Not my own giveaway! I'm not cool enough for that. But I thought I might as well share a link for those of you new mothers out there for this cute little thing!

http://www.theidearoom.net/2011/04/woombie-giveaway.html#comment-42189

Excited for good weather!

We are so anxious for spring around here! Whenever it gets warm outside, we come out of our winter cave to play! The boys decided to help me with my garden and showered themselves in dirt. I guess there's always a special way to cultivate dirt. They decided to take their dirt through a rigorous cleansing process. It was first removed from it's hiding spot. Lifted toward the sky. Dropped on their heads. Shaken out only to land in their lap and then rubbed back in their head. It's a grueling process.

The dirt never stood a chance. Or maybe E never had a fighting chance. haha

A found a little spot to hide for a bit in the shade. We very much enjoyed our gardening prep experience.

Daddy M has been getting used to being a stay-at-home parent. I hope he likes it. He's had some fun with the boys inside I think!

I found these pictures that M took while I was at work.

They are pretty cute aren't they! The boys have really enjoyed cooking with Daddio. I think he cooks more than me.... correct. I know he cooks more than me. I'm glad Daddy is teaching our boys the joys of cooking and the benefits of cooking.... you know.... like eating the leftovers from cookies!