Remember that one time Zach almost broke my nose...

Remember that one time Zach almost broke my nose then almost knocked his own teeth out...that was a good day.

Zach has been into opening & closing everything, but especially closing. I was getting milk out of the fridge when I heard him running up behind the door. Naturally I turned my head towards the noise just as he was slamming the door. It smashed my nose & brought tears to my eyes, Zach thought it was hilarious. Fortunately nothing was hurt except my pride.

Later that day we went to visit nana. He was in the toy room, looking out the window, & jumping up & down. Apparently his little arms didn't keeps his face far enough away and he caught his teeth on the window sill. There was blood & I freaked out. His lip was a little swollen but no damage, besides Zach's pride & my confidence as a mother.

He such a rough & tumble boy I know more bruises are in our future & I'm trying not to freak out. I don't know how my parents don't have an ulcer from the 57 face stitches I received over my childhood & I guess I know where Zach gets his amazing poise, balance & grace...he get it from his mama.

Finish the sentence

Today I'm going to come out of the closet and admit I like writing this little blog.  The only thing I like more than writing this is reading others.  It's time to embrace my inner blogger, much like the inner diva with less swearing, and figure out what in the hell I'm doing.  Step 1. participate in a link up with one of my favorite blogs The Stanfield Clan because it feels like I'm brushing elbows with a celebrity.  Step 2-2,000 get hip with this whole technology thing.

Chances are I'll screw this up and link to nothing, but here is Finish the Sentence...

1. If calories didn't count I would eat....pizza all day everyday.  I would follow that up with a peanut butter sundae and then peanut butter brownies.  Anything with cheese or peanut butter is a winner in my book.

2. On my prom night...My date stood on a stool for pictures, I wore a borrowed dress and went with a friend...clearly I was really popular and already cheap.  The friend I went with just broke up with his girlfriend and I had just broken up with my boyfriend so we technically went together, but got there and proceeded to spend the night dancing with our exes.  He had to stand on a stool cause he was a shorty and I'm fairly tall for a lady and we thought we were being hilarious....such pranksters...others kids got hammered, we brought a stool for pictures.

3. When I go to the store I always buy...applesauce pouches.  I have a toddler and whoever had the idea to put applesauce in a container worth 4x the fruit was genius....and I had to look up how to spell genius, fail.

4.  Family functions typically....involve uncontrollable laughter, (probably fueled by the) alcohol and compusults....compusult; the combination of a compliment and insult.  An example that actually happened; relative "you have really gotten pretty with age"....hmmm thank you for calling me pretty, but was I super ugly growing up?  I mean I did have a long awkward patch.

Clearly I'm not awkward....neither is Matt...who is smart enough to never compusult me

5. I think my blog readers...are the bees knees and all related to me.  It has pretty much been a blog with baby updates, but I'm slowly adding other stuff about me & the shenanigans down on the farm.

6. I'd much rather be...sleeping.  Teething toddler is the worst.  He is napping but can sense when I relax and immediately wakes up so up reading my favorite blogs & trying to remind myself I'll miss this phase.

7. I have an obsession with...yellow paint.  We are building a house and have to tell them paint colors by tomorrow....that is a lot of pressure.  There is yellow yellow, green yellow, blue yellow....stop obsession and just pick a damn yellow.

8. My work friends....are currently farmers or babies.

9. When I created my facebook account...it was still only for college kids and my mom couldn't check my news feed.

10. My least favorite word is...moist, panties, penetrate

11. I really don't remember...a solid 6-10 months of my junior year of high school.  I got kicked in the head during a soccer game and had a concussion.  I didn't go to school for weeks and often thought I was having conversations with dead presidents and the Easter Bunny.  My memory is still terrible and I lost some memories from before that time....and now we all know what is wrong with me now, I do indeed have a screw or 2 loose.

12. Justin Bieber...is not a rapper, pull up your pants, take off your chains, and wear a normal hat please.  

Going to the big D....Daycare

Going to the big d & don't mean Dallas. Daycare started this week. We decided to take Zach to daycare 3 days a week while I work at the greenhouse. We figured he would benefit from the socialization & the padded toddler proof rooms since he often acts like we give him red bull for breakfast.

Little guy has been handling it ok. The first day I dropped him off he just took off & started playing with cars.....I of course cried all the way home. The next time he cried and clung to my leg. Nothing breaks your heart like walking out the door to the sound of your child crying & yelling mama...I definitely had some second thoughts about daycare that morning & had to call Matt to talk me down....and cried all the way home.

In my mind I know he'll benefit from a few days a week with other kids & an entire day of activities based around him, but man it was harder than I thought it would be. Some of the crazy concerns I had during the first day- what if he cries all day (he didn't cry that day when I dropped him off), what if he poops (they are a daycare & well equipped to handle diapers), what if they forget to give him Ba, food, water, you name it (apparently I was worried that Zach is invisible).

I don't regret taking him. As much as he needs to adjust I need to as well. I must admit I think I really like working part time. It's the best of both worlds. I realized how much I missed working and I'm not as hard on myself at home. The goal for next week is to stop crying on the way home.

Fine motor skills

Pinterest has a plethora of activities for toddlers to improve their fine motor skills. All these activities are super cute and include some sort of pipe cleaner, Pom Pom or other colorful crafting supplies. We do things a little differently here. Same concept, but this method was discovered while I was in the shower. We don't need no stinkin craft supplies....

So What Wednesday

So I'm attempting to link to another blog that I read all the time for a weekly link up....it's almost like this is a real blog.

This week I'm saying so what if....

- I had to google how to do a link up

- I've been reading Life After I Dew forever and every week think about linking up, but never took the time to figure out how in the heck to do it...now that I know how easy it is I'm slightly embarrassed

- Zach had his first day ever at daycare today at 18 months old and only 1 of us cried and it was me

- I could eat peanut butter cheerios for every meal

- The more we talk about trying for baby #2 the more I drink....I know it will be a long, dry 9 months so I might as well live it up now

- I forgot Easter was next weekend since we're ridiculous and have had all the basket stuff for weeks

- I let my kid look at tractor pictures on my phone to calm him down

- I listen to Jimmy Buffett and pretend all the snow is white sand....I hate Ohio....by hate I mean not enough to ever move away, just enough to complain about it always

- This is a lame so what post, but I'm nervous to be doing a real blog activity

If this actually links up to Life After I Dew I may actually try to navigate the waters or real blog activities again next week.

Puppy update

We have decided we like our method of adopting older, already house trained dogs. We do love Puppy Maggie but house training is not my favorite thing. I have enough gross liquids to deal with until Zach decides to house train.

With that being said, it is going way better than I thought it would. I think she finally gets the whole you need to pee outside even if it's cold thing. Little lady does not like the cold or wet, well guess what dog, tough....I don't like standing out there in the cold and wet watching you do your business like a creeper. Sometimes we have to do things we don't like.

She is a snuggly little thing and is doing well with sit & come. Zach sometimes likes to play with her....by play with her I mean throw her toys at her. She takes his antics in stride & I have even spotted them cuddling up together on the chair to watch Thomas the Train. Big, old JJ has been way more active so overall it's a win win.

I have said out loud on a few occasions 'we should have just gotten a cat' but overall it's going well & we love that little pain in the butt.

Steps for a successful play date

Step 1. Forget where you're going and have to call for directions.

Step 2. Have Zach try to pull his friend out of her pink kids chair so he can sit on it.

Step 3. Have a monster poop incident (toddler not adult) & not have an extra diaper with you.

Step 4. Plug up toilet with said monster poop and have to ask for a plunger.

Oh, you mean play dates aren't supposed to go like this? I wonder why I don't have many mom friends & no one wants to have play dates...now I know....word must have gotten out that Zach is a wild man & will clog your toilet.