I stand corrected...

Guberstein. A nickname that my boy earned long ago.

A few days ago, when I referred to him as such, he broke into hysterical laughter and said to me, "I am not a Guberstein! I am a Guberheimer!"

Apparently, we are now speaking a new dialect of made up language in this house!

A Drive-thru Evening

Dinner from the Evil Arches...

We were really over due for an oil change...

Spent an hour at the "10 Minute Oil Change"...
I'm thinking that they need to re-consider that name...
And threw in a Drive-thru Carwash just for Bennett!
My boy's patience amazed me tonight!
All this, followed by a double dose of Grey's Anatomy.
Living on the edge we are indeed!

I am in trouble...

My son is on the phone right now...attempting to call Nana. Why? I did something he did not like, and he told me, "That's it! I am calling your Mother!"

Weekend Shopping Find

Cute Dress for Niece that comes with a Matching Doll Dress!

Who Ordered Snow?

Thursday Morning...

Friday Morning...

My Thoughts Exactly!

Never let them out of your site again...

Sign in a Gift Shop Window
(*Photographer Unknown)

Bizarre Parenting Moment

For the last week or so, Bennett has protested profusely when I switch the TV from the listings channel, to an actual show. He calls this channel the "Little Pictures" and he likes to watch the various ads that are more obnoxious than commercials! I find this protest so ridiculous, that I have started checking the cable provider's website to see whats on.

Now, since he is currently, ahem, grounded from watching Dora for the weekend... (due to a lengthy and not so nice tantrum that he threw when I told him we were going to turn it off earlier today...) he decided that he would really like to sit down and watch "The Little Pictures on TV!" That's right, my four-year-old son requesting to watch the listings channel.

I said, "Sure, why not, if you finish ALL of your dinner!" And, surprisingly, with the thought of watching the only channel that is not really a channel, he ate a whole bowl of caesar salad, a whole bowl of pasta and a glass of milk! This is the child that has refused to eat pasta that I make for months! (And he is not usually a picky eater, but pasta, meh!)

So, as I type this, my child is watching the channel that most people watch to figure out what is on!

Good Grief

For the first time ever, all I wanted to do tonight, the last night of the year, is stay home. Bennett went to bed early. He chose to fall asleep in my bed and I did not have the motivation to move him to his room. So as I am falling asleep, early, on New Year's Eve, two furry, purring felines curled up at my feet, my son soundly sleeping beside me, I could not feel anything but pure contentment. At that moment in time, everyone that I am responsible for in my little corner of the world was warm, safe, fed, sleeping, content. A truly peaceful moment, appropriate to ring in 2007 after a very turmultuous 2006.

What could burst my bubble? Bennett awaking suddenly from his slumber, yelling, "I want to watch Dora! The kitty one! Right now!"

A what? No. You will sleep child. You will not awaken in the middle of the night to watch TV.

So, that did not go over too well. He quickly melted into a full blown tantrum. I left the room. Bennett continued to scream for the better part of a half hour (yeah, I know, slightly delayed terrible twos, tell me about it!) Finally he emerges from my bedroom crying, "Mama, my cheeks hurt!"

Ya, because you have been screaming for half an hour buddy! That's why your cheeks hurt!

His tantrum halted. He had a look of pure disbelief on his face. He did an abrupt about face and went back to bed.

Now, I hear nothing but silence. Of course, he is still in my room. He will be moved to his own bed before I go to bed.

I am no longer in the mood to go to bed early on New Year's Eve... Kinda wish I had made plans...

Taking the Munchkins Shopping

(my Son & my Niece)