Things that make you go hmmm...

I don't know about other people, but I tend to do a lot of my thinking in the places that aren't very helpful.  As in, I remember that I need to call someone when I'm in the shower.  I remember I need to buy something when I'm trying to fall asleep.  Of course there is also the other type of thinking I do.  The random, off the wall, letting your mind drift along into nonsense.  Well I was doing some nonsense thinking today in the shower (shower nonsense thinking can only be done when the hubby's home and I'm able to take a shower without fear of the kids either walking in on me or destroying something).  I started thinking about all the "things" that we have in our every day life that we assume that we "need".  Of course this leads me to the next thought of what pioneers would think of all of our "needs".  Then I thought that if I were to go back, what would I want to have there with me.  Deodorant?  No, everyone will smell.  Of course that got rid of any hygiene item.  Toilet paper?  Well I wash my kids' diapers and diaper wipes, I guess that's not too different, still yucky though.  Then I thought what about running water and toilets because the thought of running out in the snow and ice is definitely not pleasant.  Well, people used to use chamber pots and go in their rooms right?  Then it hit me.  My kid's potty seat, the cute little green potty seat with the flip top lid, was a cushioned chamber pot.  For those who may still be interested, I've decided that I'd wanted heating/ac.  You can do just about anything when you're warm, including washing your potty seat.

I'm sorry!

About 2 hours after Sunshine comes home from preschool, she informs me that today was "Show and Tell" day.  It was?  At the beginning of every month the teachers staple the calendar to the kids' bags so we know what's going on.  I don't have any recollection of taking the piece of paper off of the bag but it hasn't been on it for a while nor was it stuffed inside the bag.  I knew it was missing but just kind of blew it off.  I looked around and after 2 minutes, I found it in  the laundry room.  Sure enough, Friday, May 20 was Show and Tell.  I'm SO sorry baby!  I asked her if there were other kids who had forgotten their show and tell.  "No, everyone else had theirs, I was the only one who didn't have any."  She was very calm about it and they had her go into one of the other classrooms to pick something out.  I guess it was good enough because she said she was a little sad but it was ok.  I guess it's just another "terrible mommy" moment that will be in a long list of more terrible mommy moments.

New rules

We have all heard about the "rule" of wearing clean underwear "just in case you're in an accident and taken to the hospital, you don't want the doctors to see your nasty underwear".  Now this never really made too much sense to me.  If you're so injured that the doctors are the ones having to take off your underwear, I really don't think they'd care.  Honestly, I'm pretty sure they've seen far worse than someone's nasty dirty underwear.  This does NOT mean that you shouldn't change your underwear, just do it for your own hygiene.

Speaking of your own hygiene, that is something that we should rethink.  Now rather than just changing your underwear, taking a shower or maybe being a little aware of your odor is a good thing.  I've left the house in less than perfect order.  Every time I do, I always think that I had better drive the speed limit.  The last thing I want to have happen is be pulled over and have a policeman witness my lack of temporary hygiene.  So, I have 2 new rules that need to be considered:

1. Take a shower, wear clean clothes and apply deodorant OR
2. Drive the speed limit and be sure to follow all of the rules of the road.

Can I help Mommy?

I love it!  Sunshine is 5 1/2 and is what most people would say is a stereotypical first child/girl.  She is constantly asking "Mommy, can I help?" "I can do that for you Mommy."  She's a little mother in the making.  If I'm not feeling well, "I'll sit with you Mommy, here's a cup of water to make you feel better."

Monkey on the other hand is quite concerned when I'm not feeling well.  He'll come over and rub my back if I say ouch my back.  Give me a kiss and ask me if I'm ok.  Helping?  No.  If I ask, "Would you like to help Mommy?" He replies, "No Sunshine do it."  Nice.  He is more than willing to do fun stuff like cooking brownies but putting stuff away is not the exciting helper job he's looking for.

Renaming

I've decided that Peanut doesn't really fit my middle child.  I don't really have nicknames for my kids.  I've decided that my older son is now going to be Monkey.  How much easier it is to name a child on a blog than in real life!

Pouchee purse giveaway

Pouchee purse giveaway from the bragging mommy

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They say...

Have you ever wondered who "they" are?  I have and do quite regularly.  "They" tell us all sorts of things; how to take care of our bodies, our children, our house, dog, laundry.  "They" tell us what is going on in the world, hunger, pollution, global climate change.  "They" tell us about our economic situation, the value of just about everything that exists.  My favorite thing that I keep hearing "them" tell us:  Gas prices.  "They" say gas prices are going to go up to $5 by the end of the year.  Now "they" say it may drop $.50 in the next month.  How on earth can "they" predict something like that and yet not be able to control it?  The amount of knowledge that "they" have is amazing.  I have also noticed that the knowledge of the all knowing "they" has grown even more with the advances of the internet and the emails that spread like wildfires telling us all about what "they" say.  Sometimes these emails won't even use their real names, rather the emails will have written in it "They say if you do..."  It is truly amazing.  One day, when I grow up, I want to become a "they".