A toddler at play......

One of my favorite things to do it watch my little man play. There is nothing more precious then watching a little tyke run around and play and the things they come up with. Let me tell you.

Most recently Pickle has started running laps. Not just a typical run, this kid is out to win the toddler Olympics. He runs from our back sliding glass door to the kitchen around the island and back again. He does this for a good solid hour or so. Stopping only for the occasional distraction.

I watch as the smile plays upon his face, it tears at my heart strings a bit, because I know that he will only play like this for so long, then it will be about sports, video games, and big boy toys. He will grow up so fast on me and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I wish I could keep him small forever, but then I wouldn't have more wonderful things to look forward to.

Some of my favorite pictures from this past weekend. Little Man has falling in love with M's childhood friend, Smokin Joe Panda. Ugly as sin, but Daddy and son seem to love him. Little Man has also started to have a I-Pad addiction. We have now started to have some Big Boy rules, about how much time he gets on it and the television. Lately he only stays still with the I-Pad. it seems that is the only time I can get pictures of him.

A letter to my son

Dear Pickle,

I love you with all my heart. You are the greatest thing in my life and I will cherish all the time we spend together. But if you dont knock off this tude you have today we won't be spending much more time together. You will however discover how much you love a time out.
Seriously kid knock it off!
Love always,
Mama

I have no title

Well it is true. I have no title for this blog post. I am not entirely sure where this post is going to go either. Great you say, sure, then I shall carry on.

Oh I know. I am going to blog about blogging. I am technically a blogger, i will fully admit I am a terrible blogger. I and not too funny, I am not a speller, and I sure in hell don't have anything important to say. So maybe I am not a blogger. Maybe I am just someone who writes things down so she doesnt' forget. Kinda of like a grocery store list.

Where was I going with this again? oh Blogging... I love blogs, I love the stories I read. I don't feel alone when I read your stories. I read the stories of how you kid hit you with vomit on the car ride home, or how your son's baseball bat discovered it liked your cheek, and I realize I am not alone! That happened to me too! At that moment I don't feel like a bad parent anymore.

So Thank you bloggers, for making me realize that CPS might not be at my door step in the near future.

Wife Fail

This is a actually IM chain from work today with MB...

Me -

So I am making a list of things I need to get done this weekend since M's Grandma is coming on thurs.... I just wrote down something that as I look at the words I think it is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen... Buy Broom.... what 31 year old wife and mother doesn't already own a freaking broom... WifeFail

 

MB-

LMAO!!! Too funny! I am surprised you don't have one!!

 

Me-

we did a few years ago, but I ran it over with the car, and we just never replaced it. and yes I did say I ran it over with the car

 

MB-

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

 

 

Welcome to my world ladies & gentlemen.

 

Can't type

Sorry I have been gone. I might be gone for a little while again.

I have some hand issues for the last few years and I just had a procedure done a few weeks ago, the has made my left hand useless. I am currently typing one handed and doing pretty well at it, if I do say so myself.

In the mean time, I will be reading and catching up on everyone updates!

And a big old Congrats to one of my favorite blogger Jenn on her marriage!!!!

jealous

I am jealous of every pregnant women in the world right now. I can't get over this.

As many of you know, M and I have struggled to have a child of our own. We were finally blessed with Pickle after many years of expensive fertility treatments. We cleared out our savings and spent every cent we had. In the end it was completely worth it. We have a happy, and healthy little boy.
The thing is, I want another one. I just don't see how it is possible. I don't think kick starter supports this kind of thing. So for now, I will sit here and be jealous of everyone else and hope upon hope that I will be lucky enough to get pregnant on my own.

I am just tired of life being difficult. When I was child I thought about my future and what it would be like, I can honestly say I never thought it would be what I have.