The Sounds of my Days

These are just excerpts from the conversations in the Isaac house:

Use the brakes Saige, your going pretty fast...1...2...3...WHAM...WHAAAA. Ugh

Watch your head on the car door Jessie, it's open...1...2...3...WHAM...WHAAA. Ugh

Yay!!! Mommy went potty - Good Job Mommy! (I feel so accomplished)

Mommy, please stop talking, I want to have a conversation with Daddy. (yes, polite, but I also want to have a conversation with Daddy...not happening until 8:30 pm)

Mommy - I need to go Potty ...race to potty....NO! I don't wanna go potty! (ugh)

Mommy, your the Bestest! (OK - I LOVE that one!)

Valentine's Day

I am not a huge Valentine's Day fan...overpriced flowers and the pressure put on us (especially the men!) to show your loved ones your admiration. But, I have to admit, now that I have kids, it is more of an excuse to do extra crafts and bake sweets. After the past week, full of dance and school parties, plus two birthday parties, I was cupcaked out! I decided the Isaac house didn't need any more sweets, so I filled a small pink bag with stickers, mints and a small toy. Consumable, practical, and sugar-free! (Although, I *did* buy a small bag of peanut M&M's for us all to share, but that was more me and my impulse buy personality). Robb did well - even though we have a 'no-gift' policy, neither of us follow the rules. Knowing my hatred of over-priced flowers, he bought me The Biggest Loser game for the Wii. I could have taken it the wrong way, him subtley telling me I am in need of some extra exercise, but I didn't - I really like the gift, and actually used it. The kids enjoyed it too, doing the moves along with me and Bob Harper, the trainer. (Maybe, though, next week he can surprise me with non-overpriced flowers, because I do not have hatred for that). You would have thought it was Christmas Morning around here by the way Saige was so excited and giving out hugs and kisses freely. It was a fun day, with an afternoon trip to the park and dinner at friends. We even had a bit of romance to the night - the power went out where we were, and we had to spend an hour in the living room by candle light :). I Hope everyone had a wonderful day with their loved ones, flowers or not.

Money in the Bank

I was explaining to Saige this morning what we had planned for the day. One of our stops, I told her, was the credit union to deposit some money into her bank account (bottle money from Grampa, Birthday money, etc). She asked why? I started explaining to her that when she is older, she can save and use the money to buy something she really wants, special clothes, maybe even a car. Her response was: "Mommy, I just want to go and drink my milk and watch a show." I guess I will save the financial talk for a few years....:)

It's really only 10 days

Robb does alot of traveling for work...more than I care for. Anyway, each time he tells me he is leaving for somewhere (lately the Middle East) he tries to sugar-coat it. I think it is proof he needs a few lessons in basic counting skills! For example: his upcoming trip. He leaves on a Sunday eveneing, so to him, that day doesn't count...but it really does count as a day, because he will be doing laundry and packing all Sunday before he leaves, leaves mid-afternoon to head to the airport, and I have to feed, bathe and put the kids to bed...THAT IS A DAY! So, he also counts that he is leaving his destination on a Thursday, so he doesn't account for the fact that it is a 20 hour flight home, arrives late Friday afternoon, then jet-lag dead until the weekend is over. So, to me, that is 14days...two weeks...to him and his math skills, it is 10 days. I think I will let him do single-parent duty for "10 days" and see if he is counting :)

The anticipation of him leaving for these trips is sometimes worse than the leaving itself. I get so worked up about it, turn into cranky mom, which is unfair. Once he actually leaves, it really doesn't seem as bad as I anticipated. You would think I would know this routine by now...but it still occurs every tme.

My First Attempt at Blogging

As in the description, I will try out blogging to keep family and friends (who care) aware of what we are up to...wish me luck!

For the entire month of January, I have been getting up at 4:15 every morning (M-F) to take part in a fitness bootcamp. While I love the class and actually see results, I am not keen on the early wake up call. I get so tired and cranky by the end of the day, I am sure my kids are glad for it to be over, too! Robb rarely sees me, as i put myself to bed minutes after the kids go to bed. My hope for the bootcamp was to motivate me back into shape. Since results were seen, i will attempt going back to the gym on my own to continue the effort of getting/staying in shape. Tomorrow is my last day (!!!), and final fitness test...we will see if it was worth it.

Because of this early morning. I have been taking whatever car didn't have car-seats, so this morning I had the luck of driving the Murano, and the low-fuel light came on. So, at 4:30 am I was pumping gas with 1/2 open eyes. Then, as I was taking Saige to pre-school later in the morning, the Mazda low-fuel light came on. What are the odds of this? Very good, I would say.