Barking Dog.

THIS is my so called life. I don't even remeber that last time I blogged. Sad, huh? This is what 2 kids has done to me. The sad thing is this doesn't happen to everyone, some people can handle it. I just can't find my balance. I know I eventually will, but I am so close to being burnt out on being a mom. But, alas, I realize, I'm in this not only for the long haul, but I'm at the begining of this haul. So a lot has gone on with the girls since I last blogged, but I'm sure I will revisit those wonderful moments at some point whenever they return to my brain. For now, I will share the most recent of "funniness" that has occured in our household. 3:30 a.m. I am dead to the world. Kyle, the same. I hear my dog, Helix, shoot up out of the bed as though something was wrong. I, on the other hand, was too tired to care. So, he barks. And bark again. So, Kyle, naturally, sits up and tells him to shut up. He barks again. In unison almost, we both yell "SHUT UP HELIX!". Then, I wake up a bit more, and realize...He has to be barking at SOMETHING. So I make Kyle get up. He opens our bedroom door, and there sits Morgan, crying because she has to go "pee-pee". Ok, so go pee pee. Ok, thats done. Then she starts screaming that she had a bad dream. There were monsters. Ok ok..lets go back to bed. "see? No monsters! Promise!" Then she want's to read a book. You know, I'm exahasted and can't even fight this battle. So Kyle come in tells her "no" and she takes it a God's word. Grrrrr.

The paci-crusade

Well, ladies and gentlemen, we are on night 3 of no paci for the 3 year old!! Last night marked the end of night two with not too much drama! I must say, I am thankful for my skillful bribery that helped me with the paci-crusade. We are not done yet, but we are halfway up the hill! If she can go a whole week with out her paci (and that's at her dad's house too) the we will go to what she affectionately calls "Old McDonald's", or in my vocabulary, a place to make mommies ass bigger, McDonald's. I came up with this bribe because everyday as we leave daycare, there is a McD's across the street that she sees. She screams and begs, and I just quietly say, "No ma'am. Not with that attitude" Then the idea to USE this to my advantage came!! So it was decided if she went a whole week, we would go there. Day 1 was painful. She cried, I secretly cried. But we got through it. Day 2 was a little worse. She cried a lot more, and I think it's because she has finally realized that paci may be gone forever. She goes to her dad's house tonight, and I have already gone over the "rules" haha! He's totally on board, which makes this so much easier that we are on the same page finally after 3 years of being very non-civilized.

Candy for breakfast

Most people have mornings where they get out of bed and it just so happens, it's on the wrong side. Whats better is when your kids do it. Morgan woke up and decided that since there was candy in plain view, THAT should be her breakfast. Damn! ALL morning while I was trying my hardest to get both kids dressed, myself dressed and everything packed and together all I heard was the dreaded "AAAAAAAAAAHHHH!! I WANT CANDY FOR BREAKFAST!!!!" Followed by her newly famous phrase....ready for this?? "you hurt my feelings!!". Where she learned that, I have no idea! Now, this story is funny to my friends who don't have children, but little do they know I am looking forward to the day they hear "I WANT CANDY FOR BREAKFAST!!"....oh the giggles I will get out of it!