It took me a moment to realize that he was watching a commercial on a flying airplane saucer toy. The commercial stated "You'll love this offer" and so that's what he wanted.. the offer.
I love how literal his mind can be at times.
How freakin cool do these Ed Hardy sugnlasses look??
Ok you will not believe the progress I've made in my cleaning endeavors.. but by looking at things they look worse. Why is that? I decided to do another "overhaul" and pulled a lot out of the crevices and cracks of the netherworld.. so it's all mid-room. I also decided on a less is more approach with organizing so I have a bunch of those Making Memories desktop organizer things .. if anyone is interested send me a email/PM whatever, you'll get them cheap. I should have known better than to get them to begin with.. They are these things:
They just didn't work for what I was doing. I am becoming a habitual reorganizer. My mom used to say that people reorganize out of boredom with their life. (She being the person who reorganized and rearranged furniture more than anyone I have ever known) I'm beginning to wonder if (here's the doctory analysis) if it's more a control issue? I mean there's an entire element of not honestly knowing an organization system isn't going to work for me until 3 mos into it and I realize I'm in the same boat I was before this new system.. but more than that there is something therapeutic to me in putting all of my "stuff" in an ordered system. Since life is essentually not going to go where I put it or stay in any system perhaps I'm regaining a sense of control (an illusion I'll agree) So is that way too deep for a wednesday? I agree. I'll leave it in regardless of how melodramatic it may sound ;)
Fear not, I am in a fine mood. I am still loving life and enjoying it. All of the nonsense above about control has to do more with Tony's job and the adventures of parenting ever changing personalities.
I'm in such a great mood today.. I am sure it has nothing to do with being down to just one child... (he he) No seriously I got up early and my father in law picked up Zach for a day with Pop Pop.. Zach was on cloud nine. I love the high pitched squeal when he's trying to tell you something and is so excited. "I'm going with Pop pop to look for poop on the ground!!!"
Yes you read that right. Apparently last time on their outing they roamed Red Rock Canyon. Pop pop told Zach to watch for poop on the ground. Pop pop didn't want it on a shoe, then in his truck. Zach however thought that was the event. He was so funny when he came home last night explaining to Dad that animals "just poop right on the ground" He seemed so aghast at the idea.
Today they were going to clean the camper, can't wait to hear what new discoveries are made.
Kyle is off to Uncle Brads to help lay sod down. Uncle Brad has moved to a new bigger house. I love the excitement of a new house. Anyone that saw my comment before about house hunting.. it's not the moving that bothers me. I don't mind boxing up and moving into a new place. Blame my very early childhood but I always enjoyed moving to a new place. It's the finding the place as an adult, thinking about signing on for payments for such a long period of time. Looking for something that you like, and DH likes.. do the kids have to switch schools? Knowing that "fixer-uppers" don't get fixed up.. that is all the stuff that gets on my nerves. And more but I'll leave it at that.
So it's just me & Keagan hanging out. We played train, I threw him on the couch a few hundred times in a game of airplane. He's at such a fun age and doing such stinking cute things. He is in the phase where he mimicks others, in mannerisms or trying to copy some words (we are getting a few more sounds that resemble words). The other day he was following Zach around and doing exactly everything Zach did. It was a fun follow the leader game, even if Zach wasn't intentionally participating. The funniest moment was when all the boys were playing army in the backyard with nerf guns.. Kyle & Zach were soldiers.. Zach kept yelling "What's the mission captain?" at Kyle and Keagan was standing behind Zach behind the post peeking around the corner looking for the enemy.. It made me chuckle because he was looking so serious trying to get a good view of the bad guys. They would have done well defending the backyard except Keagan had his little nerf gun backwards. So he if he was capable of pulling the trigger he would have shot himself.
My break is over.. back to cleaning up. I intend to be entirely covered with spray ink, ATG adhesive and scraps of paper by tomorrow evening. I have my list of crafty to-dos that I'm going to do tomorrow :) ALL day ... hehe
I feel horrible for not being able to keep things running smoothly.. it's been 48 hours and so far the store has has been down 2 times.. once I had to take it down to fix a setting and this time I fixed a different setting that caused it to go down.
I hope that I don't lose anyone's trust. I can promise you that things behind the scenes are running VERY smoothly. The first round of kits will be shipping out today and they look so cute if I do say so myself :)
Now I just have to wait for the www to reset itself...
Unexpected Destination
This is such a great article I couldn't help but share incase anyone didn't see it. I love how Debbie writes.
I've died and you can find my body under the mound of paper in my scrap space.
I also would like to ask that if before 4:00.. you see me on facebook, twitter, Get It Scrapped .. that you refuse to speak to me. I'm not strong enough to not talk to you.. I'll post, I'll whine, I'll update my status.. send a tweet.. but you have to be strong for me.. you have to ignore it and not encourge me to keep chatting, posting or updating.
I have to do this.. I have a LOT to do between now and wednesday (kit kick-off day)
So please send me postive clean/purging/organizing thoughts.. I have all my toys and all my kiddos toys on my agenda this week..
I'll post after shots.. for before shots just imagine any home on Clean Sweep.. and that's my scrap room. It was the last of the rooms to be done and when any object in any other room did not have a 'home' it was placed in my scrap room to deal with later..
It's later.
I know I posted how fun today was playing in the backyard and I'm grateful we have a nice little (stress on the little) square of grass and can play outside... but man I miss greener pastures.. I was just visiting Doris' blog and she has a woody pic with her son and a friend fishing in a stream and it all just makes me miss michigan so much.. I will someday be used to this dirt and brown.. used to feeling like I'm on the set of Thunderdome ;) .. and my kids are growing up in it.. not really knowing what they are missing out on.. that across the nation most sprinklers are to water grass.. not found in cement parks to keep kids from heat strokes ;) LOL
This isn't a complaint or pity party regardless of how it sounds just a statement of longing to visit some green.. may have to head up to Mt. Charleston this coming week to get my fill.
I take for granted how fun the backyard is. I spent quite a few hours out there today remembering what the real "LOL" feels like...
I'll never make an ugly card again. I just recently deleted all the old images of the cards from a Survivor game I played on Willow Traders.. and I am going to have some fun and make pretty cards like this:
We chatted with Tania about her class on cards last night she is fantastic and I seriously love that big blue flower up there! If you have any idea how cool I think Tania is.. she taught a class Embellishments Beautifully Handmade and last night shared that nearly half her embellishments are handmade.. now what a cool way to use up the precious scraps and baubles you have collected!
I'm making an official announcement.. I will be handmaking all my cards for birthdays and christmas from this class forward. I know Tania will make it easy peasy!
It's a great way to wind down the 'school year' at Get It Scrapped.. there's also Scrapbooking your Everyday Life with Debbie and Masterful Art Journaling is just at the half way point but not too late to join..
by this point in the post you're wondering how I'm a pusher.. well Ms Cindy Lou Snorty Pants.. oh yeah I posted that name in a blog! Emailed me this morning asking how Pattie Knox had another class with Still More Mad Digital Skillz and I laughed. I have no idea how much more Pattie knows about Digital Skillz.. but I know the pdfs are always packed! (not to mention the amount of freebies you get.. I think I even saw an Ali Edwards download this time?) So because I love my friend so much .. I'm going to be your pusher, watch your inbox girlie you should be receiving confirmation on your enrollment.. I want to see you go mad with all the skillz! ;)
I finished my art work. I had it on the kitchen floor and added a layer of paint whenever I could sneak in there for a moment or while cooking.. but here it is finished.
I loved this quote in Dina's class materials (Masterful Art Journaling at Get It Scrapped). Between this class and the doodling class by Michelle I'm realizing that the things I admire the most and wish I could do .. are the things I practice least and therefore am not as good at. So I aim to hang this on my wall in my scrap room and remember to just do it and not care and then eventually i'll be tolerably well at both art journaling and doodling.. (and making them eyes Michelle!)
In my haste to purge and clean my home of all the clutter that weighs me down. I combined all my software CDs into a nice CD holder that takes up about 1/10th of the room that all the cases did. In this process the cases were tossed, meaning I tossed my Adobe Photoshop Elements 6 CD Case, the one that has the security code you need to enter to have the program actually run on your computer. Of course I need to install it on a new computer now and have a worthless disc.
I can't believe I did that, virtually threw away a good portion of $.
I am reading Have a New Kid by Friday. It's by K Leman. Apparently Zach did not get the memo that mommy is changing her ways. I do not think I'm a bad mom, but I know I can be a better mom. I know the chaos in my home is loving and no one wants for anything.. except me. I'd like my sanity.. I apparently left it in the maternity ward.
Per the book, *I* am the problem.
Or at least that's the idea I've gotten so far. I'm ok with that, I am the adult and I do know.. I am the problem. I lack consistency and I repeat myself too much. (I tell my boys this all the time, but I now have that on high authority that I shouldn't be doing it.) In repeating yourself you tell your kids that a) they are too stupid to understand the first time and/or b) they don't have to listen the first time because I will tell them again.. and again.. and again...I also reward negative behavior with attention and reaction. I accept this, I do react, I am a "yeller". This reaction and attention creates a situation where a child who feels he's attention deprived (Zach) tries more negative behaviors to get more of the said attention.
The book is written in steps.. Monday is to observe.. I observed the above and so much more. Tuesday is to do an attitude check. I checked mine.. (a few times I'm human.. it did a few encore performances)
Today I'm trying to practice a few things. Like the advice that if your child does something for attention.. like walks over to your beloved Pitt Pen and hovers a hand over it to pick it up.. knowing it's a big NO-NO.. and looks at you with that look. You know that look. It's the 3 yr olds way of telling you he knows what he's doing and knows you are going to yell. It's the 3 yr olds way of getting mommy up and moving. It's the 3 yr olds version of fetch, where mom's the dog.
So today.. I practiced. Zach looked at me and hipped Keagan. Not a full push, not anything to do with Keagan. Keagan didn't fall down, just wobbled a bit. I inhaled.. exhaled.. (I may have done that a few times) I got down on Zach's level and said just what I read.. "I think you pushed Keagan down because you are bored and want my attention. If you want my attention you can come give me a hug or bring me a book and ask me nicely to read."
Zach gave me a hug. Told me he loved me. I heard my inner new-mom cheer and applaud. You did it. You will have children who listen and behave and you will be able to get 10 minutes to go to the bathroom and not worry what they are getting into.. this is the start of a brand new life! Go Tami!
Then Zach went over and poked Keagan right between the eyes. Before I even had a chance to react, he stretched his arms out for a hug.
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