Silly Cupcakes.

April Fools Day. I've never really been into playing tricks, but I was determined to get the Minis this year.
Mini #1 was not pleased when I said we were having mashed potatoes with peas and carrots for supper. More specifically, he responded with "gross", but he got tickled as soon as he saw these.

Yes, I know I'm a day early, but tomorrow is a work day which leaves little time for dicing carrots made of starburst. :) The gravy is caramel syrup. The peas are green runts and the butter is a flattened starburst.

I can't take credit for this idea. You can find these and all kinds of clever cupcakes here.
I'm also a fan of these spaghetti and corn on the cob cakes.



TOO FUNNY!

Favorite Things.

The Commander wanted to throw away the dirty, taped up big wheel. It has seen better days so it was a logical request since there is a new shiny big wheel with a flag occupying space in the garage. I said NO WAY!

Let me give you a little back ground information into my reasoning.
I grew up with one older sister in a neighborhood with predominately girls all in my age range. There was one boy our age on the street who I'm sure was forced to play house more than he ever cared to admit.
There were lots of dolls, tea sets, and dress up parties. I had ONE particular doll that I carried until her arm fell off so my mom got me another one. It was EXACTLY the same doll, but I wanted NOTHING to do with it. It wasn't the same.

Fast forward a few years and you'll find me surrounded by boys. I'm often scratching my head trying to figure out why they do the things they do, but when it comes to Mini #1 loving his original big wheel..Well, I get that!

His big wheel is the equivalent of my one armed doll so I guess we'll just keep replacing the duct tape and moving the seat back.
I'm completely ok with that. :)

The Gym.

I have been guilty of neglecting the blog lately. The Wild Thing has been especially challenging lately so instead of blogging all I've wanted to do at night is hit the sack! I'm behind on your blogs, but I will be catching up soon.

*He's really good on the beam! He can walk side ways, backwards, and do a roll (with some spotting, of course.)
I've joined some other moms and once a week we've been going to a gym for the kids. The Wild Thing has learned some tricks and to walk on a beam. I'll be honest here. It hasn't been all that fun for me. He's been a real handful so I guess it's just part of the season we are in right now. He's not interested AT ALL in the group activities on the mat so I usually walk around in a circle singing the Wheels on the bus with the other moms and kids while mine is making a mad dash to the bathroom, storage closet, or exit doors. I'm burning all kinds of calories chasing him for the hour.
He's also into pushing and throwing. I had a near melt down when he almost hit another child with some hand bells. One of my friends recommended the book 1,2,3 Magic so I've been reading it. I'm not sure I believe everything it says, but I'm willing to try it. I almost quit the class, but I think he needs the interaction and he did get slightly better last week when I quit chasing him so much.

*This picture cracks me up! He's friend J followed him off the mat, but look at him standing back watching. He's not sure he wants to join in the trouble of getting the balls out of the closet. Too funny!!
I sure hope the Wild Thing will start being nice to these kids sooner rather than later. They are such a good group of kids. I know it's just a phase, but it's never easy seeing your kid acting up when the others are being so good. UGH!

So Proud.

This post is for my own personal record and if you follow me on facebook then it's review for you.

My kid fully potty trained himself! He was struggling with getting his diapers off so I bought him some teeny-tiny Pull Ups. He LOVES his BIG BOY underwear.
Have you ever heard of a kid potty training himself? Elmo helped a little with his POTTY TIME movie.
FULL DISCLOSURE: He faces the wrong direction and squats on his feet.
He's special. He's the Wild Thing.

Life.

Someone told me this week that kids shouldn't be able to eat in cars.
I agreed with this theory at one point in time. I even tried it, but before you know it real life happens. Cheerios and stale french fries being stuck between your seats becomes the norm. I'm OK with that.

What I'm not OK with is the internal struggle I've been feeling lately. I guess that's why they call it growing pains. I'm having a hard time letting this guy grow up.
*(side note)we totally forgot to brush his teeth and wipe his face after he ate the ice cream bar that is hanging around on his chin. ;)

He's completely capable. He's ready. He's excited. He can do it.
Can I?
My heart is heavy, but my head says it shouldn't be.
It's only kindergarten. There are exciting things on the horizon.
So...why am I struggling?