Until We Meet Again

It has become crystal clear to me over the past months that I have misplaced the passion that I once had for this blog. My posts although catchy and somewhat entertaining have become a whiny mess of swill that really cause me to frown and want to press the delete button - Really, truly deeply! I am not sure what happened, but somewhere between here and there I lost my moral fiber and my zest to post on this blog and because I am not in the business of blogging to just post some meaningless post I am going on INDEFINITE HIATUS - Gone in a blink of an eye.

So on that note; I go forth in search of that special something, that something that inspired me to create and write in this blog.

Peace.

Fall Is In da House

Fall is my favorite time of year. Fall means, Mother Nature dazzles us with the changing of the trees, which I love more than snow. She chills us with the crisp change in the shortened days. The begining of fall means my favorite holiday is quickly approaching but above all else, fall means the new beginnings of my favorite t.v. shows. Shows, that I have patiently awaited all summer long for.

Tonight kicks off the season and I couldn't be more ready or thrilled. No more reality trash t.v. (not that I watch that.............OK.........maybe I do - The Dog). Yippi!

Shows I look forward to indulging myself into (with little to no interruptions - please).....drum role.

One Tree Hill - although with the departure of Peyton and Lucas, who knows what awaits.

Gossip Girl - xoxo, baby! The college years and the h.s. Queen Bee!!! Whooo Yea!

Sons of Anarchy - Bad boys on motorcycles, need I say more?

The new Melrose Place (that show was sinfully delicious back in the day) and from the previews it looks promising!

And lastly............

Vampire Diaries - I realize these are not the Cullen's and there is no Bella, but I think it will feel the large gap I possess for all things Twilight, well until November!

To the new fall season line up - Cheers as she clangs her glass to yours!

xoxo - Momma Rocks

Vintage or Classic?

Now that I am in my thirties......gross! I often find myself gazing into the mirror, eyes puffy from a restless nights sleep, a few gray hairs making every effort to invade my newly done hair and I think to myself where has the time gone?

How did all these years whiz by me?

How am I this age when I was just living on the wild-side barely twenty?

My youth, my vibrant quest to conquer all of life ambitions, gone in the blink of an eye. I remember being young and a year took forever, now it's ending before I even realize it began. Life is filled with one responsibility after another and sadly I often forget to STOP, BREATH and reflect.

Luckily, I have a wonderful husband who indulges me often with free time. Time to escape reality and consume myself with things that constitute IMMATURITY, stuff that makes me connect with my youthful side. Twilight, Harry Potter, Music, Books and the mindless escapes of all things pop-culture. I need these indulgences to escape the reality that is endless responsibilities and work. I need these to feel youthful.

I was once told by a "younger" co-worker, "I love talking with you because I feel like I am talking to my younger sister" Who by the way was 16 or 17 years old - Hahahah! Was I offended - Heck No!

Is it so wrong that my biggest fan on Facebook is a my 18 year old cousins girlfriend? No, although HUBS frequently asks me, "HOW OLD ARE YOU?" Whooahahahahah!

In honor of my youthfulness I am declaring the song "What's My Age Again?" by Blink 182 (one of my most treasured, favorite bands of all time) my ANTHEM.

"No one should take themselves so seriously

With many (Ok, a few) years ahead to fall in line

Why would you wish that on me

I never want to act my age

What's my age again?

What's my age again?"

Play It Backwards

Ok, do you notice how everyone is dressed in matching, nice clothes in this picture? Hair is nicely groomed.....etc.......etc....... Notice the child carrying the bag full of loot?

No, your eyes are not playing tricks on you. His clothes are contrasting colors. During Mother's visit, Landon stayed home from school to spend time with her which required her to dress him and this is what she put on him one day. Poor child, he looks like a rag-a-muffin. Black shoes with pastels?

Is this some type of rotten joke? I can't even stomach the dark socks? Are those even his? Nooooooo!

I can't even begin to explain the WRONG with this outfit. Clearly she allowed Landon to dress himself? That's it, it's really the only explanation, right? How does that teal shirt match those shorts? For the love - Mother!

The worst part is that Gigi and Aunt Carol allowed him to leave the house like this and they took him all over Colorado. I was speechless............"What were you thinking?" My Aunt giggles as I scold my Mother, finger pointing accusingly, "I told you he didn't match," she squawks! I hiss out the corner of my mouth, "Just you wait!"

Mother, I apologize for the times I bestowed torcher upon you because my clothes had to match, but taking your grandson out in public like this - It's just not very grandmotherly - no sire.

"Our Best Blue Jeans Have Skoal Rings"

"Guys like me drink to many beers on Friday after work"

My Uncle, Aunt, Momsie and GIGI came for a nice long visit last week. I was very sad to see them leave. Why - you ask? Well, my family is very frisky, very willing to help with all things having to do with my yard and house. Stuff that Danny and I don't fancy, but eventually oblige too, after it's overdue so it's nice to have the motivation from the frisky folks.

While my family was here we (more like THEY) had numerous projects, including the demo of Danny's front yard nemesis - the petrified, deader than dead tree. It was somewhat dead when we moved into the house four years ago, but as the years whizzed by it got worse, way worse.

On an unsuspecting Thursday evening, the "boys" busted out the chainsaw and attacked the tree. Uncle Larry took the lead, showing Dano what he needed to do and then handed over the chainsaw. Now, I don't know about you but where I come from every Man had a chainsaw.

Men + Chainsaws + flying wood chips = Me - Hot under the collar - Hum Dinger!

There is nothin sexier than your husband, dirty from a hard days work, dirty boots and a chainsaw in your yard. Nice, right?

Uncle Larry is a manly-man. If you were lost in the forest with a book of matches and a buck knife, you would want to be lost with Uncle Larry. He would get you warm, make shelter and hunt you something to eat - Uncle Larry rocks. My U & A have three boys and although they are still young, I have a feeling they will be quiet the manly boys. Heck, Auntie Carol can pound a hammer with the force of a DUDE into petrified wood, all the while primping her hair in the mirror - NICE!

HUBS, grew up in the Bay Area city, total city slicker. BUT, since moving to Colorado he's become very manly himself. His Dad and Brother's are quiet envious of his new found manliness and can't quiet figure out what happened to the City Boy!

Because Halloween is rapidly approaching and I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE that holiday, I asked HUBS if he would give me the top of the tree to spray paint black as a nice Halloween, scary yard decoration. He laughed at me and chopped it to bits.

Here's the tree before it's fateful demise. Pretty grass, nice wild flowers, saucy roses but with a dead tree who really notices the "pretty" stuff.

"Timber"

"So rough around the edges

It's hard to believe that girls like you

Love guys like me"

Post Inspired by the Dead, Dead Tree and Eric Church - "Guy's Like Me

Playing My Music In The Sun

Landon has had lots of fun in the sun this summer.

He has developed a strong passion for baseball, not as much as bull riding but it's right up there.



His silly sense of humor is contagious. He is definitely our child, acts just like us.........which is both good and bad! He's still singing "People Are Crazy" and now it's GIGI's favorite song!!!

I was trying to capture a beautiful moment at RMNP, but as you can see he is way to silly to pose for a good picture - Cheezer.

Landon is a fish!! He swims and swims around the pool. It's so cute.

Post Inspired by Steve Miller Band - Joker

My Crazy Familia

I swear...........my niece is the cutest little tart in all the land. In true family fashion, she hit the booze hard when we got to the reception - Haha!

My Parents best-friend in all the land is my Nino David (Nino = God Parent in Mexi). He and my parents go way, way back. My Nino and Nina (like my parents) have three beautiful children............Yeye, Dan and Dee. Us three girls and the three of them grew up together and have a very special kinship.

After years of searching for the perfect woman - Yeye found her and just got married. My family attended the wedding and the following havoc ensued.

Dee and My Momma - My Parents are Dee's God Parents - Nino and Nina. Dee is the youngest of our six and has grown into a beautiful, intelligent woman. I adore her. My Mom looks beautiful in her pretty purple dress and glowing tan.

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall..........Whose the fairest of them all? People say Aya and I pass for twins, that Mulan and I pass for twins. I'll say sisters, but I just don't see it.

My cute, cute boy. He cleans up good. The church service was looooonnnnnnggggg, but Landon was awesome. He sat there, lips tight, attention ahead watching the action or drawing. I guess it pays-off to practice church-wedding ettiquite before hand.

The fellas of the family - Jarmin, Dano and Dad. Notice HUBS - Looking sharp - Sexy! What handsome men!

Us - The wedding was so romantic and beautiful, sitting in that small little church I fell in love with HUBS all over again. Weddings.........sigh..........so romantic.

Scary, Scary Scary

Saturday we rented the scary, scary movie Strangers.

Ooh-my-gawd - This movie was intensely scary - I don't think I have ever been so scared from a movie - Never!! And I love scary movies. I find it a little living-on-the-edge to feel scared by watching random horror films - weird, I know!

As soon as the movie hinted it was taking a turn for the worst - I begged Danny to turn it off, complaining that I couldn't watch!!

Of course he ignored my pleas and we ended up watching it. I kid-you-not, I watched most of the movie with my hands hiding my eyes, wrapped up in a blanket so tight that my air waves were constricted and since I lingered on the verge of hysterics, I had to casually remind myself to BREATH!!!

It was pitiful, but fun because I have not seen a real scary movie in some time that scared me the way this one did.

Scary, Scary, Scary!

"Do You Need A Balla?"

"So you can shop and tear the mall up? Brag, tell your friends what I bought ya"

I don't like public restrooms, especially the ones at work.

If I could hold my pee for 10 hours I would and I would avoid the whole public restroom thing!

Yes, it really is that bad. I'd rather pee outside, pants around my ankles, squatting for all of nature to see than use a bathroom at work, really - honest-to-gawd!

To ease my anxiety I tend to hold my breath while in the public crapper and breath out my nose, that way I can't smell anything and I am forced to hurry for fear of passing out due to lack of oxygen.

The bathroom across the hall from my office is a three staler and no matter what time of day you visit, one or two of the stalls is always occupied.

Urgh............Do any of you feel my pain?

WARNING: If you get grossed out...............STOP reading now!

I despise squatting above the toilet peeing and having to listen to someone bust-ass next to me - it's so WRONG!!! Wrong because where I come from we were raised to laugh at "toots of gas" and "ass-busting" (Dumb and Dumber) and well, I guess it's hard to stifle my chuckles when it's right next to me, calling out for me, encouraging the laughter and the gag that lingers in my throat.

Soooo wrong!

And then it just gets worse from there because you either pee on your leg because you are rushing to finish and get the hell out of there or you finish and come out of the bathroom only to be greeted by THE CRAPPER, someone in upper management. Someone, you NEVER imagined crapped, let alone at work.

Ooh-the HORROR!

And then............What's up with the people that travel across the building, ignoring their bathroom, to crap in our bathroom? I realize the whole discretion thing is necessity to some, but come on there is no discretion when shitting in a public restroom. And....and.....the Discretionary Peeps are the ones that really let loose and cause a raucous, making my bathroom moment all the more horrifying!

There should be rules - WORK BATHROOM ETIQUETTE - if you will. Rules to accommodate the people like me, the people who care! Crapping should be banned and only PEE allowed.

Toots are OK, but only little puff's of air. Under no circumstances are bootie trembling, juicy FARTS - allowed.

I dry-heave as I type - Gross! GAG!

Where's the dignity people?

And I won't even touch on the subject of Aunt Flow and the chaos that ensues in the crapper when she is visiting............no sirree!!! I just wont!

This post has NOTHING to do with Jay-Z and "Can I Get A...." but I like this song so - there you go! Yes-folks, I roll like this every once in a blue moon.

"Trick or Treat, Sweet to Eat"

Not sure why??????????

But I like this picture, it captivates my attention - why? Who really knows when it comes to things that catch my attention, but it did and I like it aaaa-lot!

Maybe it's the b&w photo, the tattoos, the make-up, the rebel persona - who really knows!

The Crue was my FIRST hard-rock band crush. I used to sit in my girly wall-papered, NKOTB room and listen to them. Their music was liberating and I felt like a rebel..............with a good cause mind you.

Auntie KK introduced me to Motley Crue way back then.............sigh........they ROCKED! Auntie KK rocked, she was a rocker-chick who hung out at the Rainbow Room and rocked out to the likes of the Crue, Bon Jovi, Rush, Skid Row and the list goes on.......

Not too into the Crue these days, but I am guilty of having some old school Crue on my MP3 player. A little Dr. Feel Good, Girl, Girls, Girls!!!!!

Girls, Girls, Girls

Long Legs and burgundy lips

Girls, Girls, Girls

Dancin down on the Sunset Strip.............

Oops - sorry, got a-little sidetracked.

Because my Mother was overly cautious with us growing up, I never had the opportunity to see this band in their prime, but I have been told by Auntie KK that they were everything you would expect them too be and some nights a little more.

Post inspired by Motley Crue - Girls, Girls, Girls

"Beer is Good"

Yesterday morning, Landon woke up and informed me that he went to Mexico with his cousins!!

Huh?

I don't recall his absence over the last couple of days?

I asked what he did in Mexico with his cousins?

He stared at me for a couple minutes; his brown eyes twinkling with mischief and he replied with a small shrug of his shoulders, "Not much," and with a twitch of his lips finished," just hung out."

Duh? As if you do anything else in Mexico!

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Landon likes to sing - I've stated the fact several times before on this blog so you all are in the KNOW.

The other day he was singing the song, "People Are Crazy" by Billy Currington. There chorus sings.............

God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.................

Well my little boy likes to enunciate and belt out (at the top of his lungs) the "Beer is Good" part and then sings the "God is great" and "People are crazy" very quiet, almost as if the lyrics don't exist. Which translates into him running around the house singing, "Beer is Good!!"

I asked him not to sing that song outside of the house and he replied, "but Momma, Beer is Good and I love that song!"

What can you say to that? Not much because we can all agree that "BEER IS GOOD"

"Plant Our Dreams Where The Peaceful River Cools"

This morning driving to work I heard this song and this distant memory permeated my thoughts - hence this post!

It was 1997 and I was in my early twenties. I was living the life of a twenty year old in sunny, beautiful San Diego and I had the two best-est friends a girl could ever need, want, have (I still have them).

Because I was worldly and adventurous, I convinced the girls that we needed to go on a road trip – to Chico, CA. I had some friends who went to Chico State and I thought they needed a visit………….the girls were inn!

So early one Fall Friday morning, we piled into Heather’s ford and drove 15 hours.........yes 15 hours, to Chico. The road trip was spine-tingling - good. We bonded over country music and forever cemented our friendships. We got lost a couple times on some NorCal back country roads, but it was OK, all was well because we had each other, Tim McGraw and a map!

We stayed in a Frat type house with our friends, who just happend to be BOYS and although you had to wear your flip flops in the shower and hover over the toilets – We had a blast!!!!

Post inspired by - Tim McGraw, "Where the Green Grass Grows"

"Stop and Rewind"

"Now I know what I'm leaving behind"

And because I love all-things Twilight.............

I like this picture. It's adorable and although RPatz has less than attractive eye-wear on, it's still cute - I like it. I am not hip on WHO took these photos, but I like them. I like how the cast of characters are meticulously placed in the photo, each of them simply portraying their Twi-characters and themselves. Kullen is very photogenic! I don't think I have seen a photo that he didn't look - lucious- oops - I mean nice in.

Luv It!

I have a closet Twilight fan in my office who makes fun of me for LOVING all things Twilight, but I know she does too because she knows way too much for someone who claims not to be a fan! One quiet afternoon she made the big mistake of telling me she had a little crush on Kullen (Emmett from Twilight)..............BIG-HUGE-MONSTER of a MISTAKE!!!!!


I started sending her random photos of Kellen, which I found to be utterly HILARIOUS. Her, not so much, she squacked "innappropriate" (hello - does she know me?) and blocked any emails containting any type of Kellen Lutz topics, MEAN - I KNOW!


So to spite her; cuz I am that person and to get revenge on her, I posted the above picture all over her office on a day she was on travel............hehehhehe........DEVIOUS!


Surprise!!!

This is another set of favorite twi-photos, I love - Vanity Fair - I believe.

I really like the lighting of these photos, the texture, the bleak colors worn, (the adorable cast) and the location.

Who would have known an open dry field could be a GREAT backdrop for these photos! Again, just like in the top photo the cast is strategically placed to appear as if they are just having a fun day of frolicking around in an open field.

Lyrical inspiration by Meese - "Next In Line"

"I'M So Three Thousand and Eight"

"You so two thousand and late"

Our darn computer took a turn for the worst last week and ended up in the PC emergency room, was admitted and has been there since Friday! Poor PC but more, poor us! I didn't realize how dependant we have become upon our pc. I miss that little tart!


We had a fun 4th of July weekend! We had lots of family time, which was nice. My son is a turkey and sooooo funny! Never a dull moment with that kid - I tell you! After fireworks on Saturday, he was so elated and beside himself that he became a big pile of cheese and couldn't stop giving me hugs and kisses - not complaining one bit - it was super cute.

The fireworks show in our neighborhood was spectacular, best show ever! We bought a bunch of little (legal) fireworks, but our neighbors had the big daddies. Don't tell my Mom.............but......... I played with sparklers and through gritted teeth and sweat beads allowed Landon to play with a couple too. Horrible, irresponsible parent - I know this, but there was supervision and a hose, should things get out of control!!! We liked the sparklers!


One of the days-off we found ourselves at the arts festival with a NO NAP-LANDON, it was fun and surprisingly he did well for not having taken a nappy-poo! It was a little hot and really crowded and I don't know if I am getting old and cranky, but I don't like crowds on a blistering hot day - No siree! A plus - we saw some spectacular art pieces and there was an artist there from my hometown, which is far, far away from here so that was really neat!

Highlight of the day: My Peets Coffee! I don't have a Peets Coffee near me, only the BUCKS and well I love the BUCKS, but I really love Peets so I was HAPPY to treat myself to some tasty iced coffee - I did the HAPPY dance!!!!


Another highlight from our weekend was a family BBQ at the Green's House up in the woods. We love going to the Green's House. We had a great time! It was fun spending time with the Green's and our close friends. The kids, while being held captive indoors due to monsoonal rains, caused a big raucous throughout the house. Eleven kids ranging in age from 1 yr - 9 years old, six of those eleven active little boys!!! Ooh the fun they had!



And as usual there was way too much food. Mr. Green is an avid hunter so he's always surprising us with his goodies. We ate pheasant, elk, mountain goat, pork, salmon and buffalo. We left with stuffed bellies and I hit the sofa once home and took a nap - a food induced coma!



Post Inspired by Black Eyed Peas - "Boom Boom Pow"

"I Never Seen Eyes So Blue"

"We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them"~Virgin Suicides

Have you seen the movie, Virgin Suicides?

It's a goody and up until a couple weeks ago, I had never seen it. I know right? Loser!! You might ponder why? Happily, I was a wee-bit preoccupied with my newly single-lady status - way back in 2000! Whew-wee!

Anyhow...........back to the movie, this little gem of Sofia Coppola's is GOOD. Go forth and see for yourself! I beg...........no I plead. You will not be disappointed.

My favorite, love it, part in the movie is when they creatively introduce the dreamy hunk, the studly football star: Trip Fontane to the song Magic Man by Heart. Oooh-mi-goodness! I love that part.

That simple-little segment, TOTALLY, ignites the teenage girl within and I slowly drift back in time to my first Magic Man crush. You know the one, the crush, that brought a crimson color to your cheeks at the mere mention of his name - You know! The one that possessed a euphoric bubble around himself, which caused you to turn and run the opposite direction should your paths cross in the hall - That one! The "stone fox" that just happened to take notice of you while you heaved for air and sweat like a hoss running in P.E.

Girls, that is him! The High School Magic Man. Go ahead, take a moment to swoon over HIM! No one is judging - swoon away ladies!

So as you think back to your Magic Man, what song does he stroll down the halls too? Mine, well...........if my memory serves me correctly, I do believe it was Unbelievable by EMF (giggling like a school girl and HUBS is considering hospitalization), but now it's Magic Man! I heart this song and every time I play it HUBS gives me that look, that "NOT AGAIN" look - Hahhahha!

Old Timer - Cute Pic of me and my Magic Man. Notice the long luscious locks!

Post Inspired by "Magic Man" by Heart

The Lost Post

Thanks Heather for bringing to my attention this POST, the post I lost last week and then cried about!

I am such a dumb-s**t!

What a cute family - I found this picture today, sat at my desk and gawked over it for longer than I should have. LOOK at that adorable baby?

"As She Feels Her Veins With Lies"

This post has no rhyme or reason..............Really!!!

Last week I posted a real nifty post about my families LOVE of sushi. Blogger was either having a bad day or I drank one too many sips of HUBS PEE-BEE-RRR.......whatever the case; my post vanished, never to be found. I was mad and refused to post the rest of the week - MAD!
Every month I obsess on a new song........................last months was Lady GaGa: Paparazzi.

This month it's Tickle Me Pink - Madeline! I heart this song! Despite the kinda-sorta morbid lyrics, I still like it! I also am hip on the fact that these fellas are local boys and I am all about supporting the local music scene. Love it!

Until she saw the light

Madeline

Madeline

You will be remembered

Madeline

Madeline

We still have September

Madeline

Madeline

Landon had the stomach flu Thursday night into Friday. Friday was my day off and I had high hopes of spending the day in quiet solace. Sooooooo Wrong! I spent the day in the bathroom, assisting Landon - poor guy! I really can't complain because my child is now potty trained so there were no messy pants and sometime between his last bout with the stomach flu and this time, he learned to warn us about the need to vomit and he can totally puke in the toilet like a champ - Yahoo!!!! Such a proud Momma moment!

Yesterday we spent the day doing yard work - Ick! I don't like yard work - Nope! I don't find any enjoyment in pulling weeds, cutting the grass (because HUBS does that) or planting stuff. I just don't. I've done a lot of soul searching in an attempt to find my inner green thumb, but there's nothing there, I am void of any type of green thumb.

If I had the money to concrete my huge yard - I would. How beautiful concrete would be......sigh.......no weeds!!! Please don't get me wrong, I love flowers and trees and stuff to make my yard look pretty, but I only like it in pots and I only like stuff that requires little watering.

Low maintenance yard!

Since I despise weeds and pulling them I made a deal with HUBS. I would mow the lawn, if he pulled the majority of the weeds - DEAL! I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but I mowed and mowed until all the flat surface areas of our yard looked perfectly manicured. I have blisters to prove it! I like mowing the lawn - it's better than vacuuming and I am a huge fan of the vacuum and it is a great work out.

Random pointless thoughts from my head - interesting! BTW - Don't you just love the pics accompanying this post. My boy is adorable. That was our version of the "Bird Man" duo. He recently got a hair cut so it's much shorter and more modern but he asks for a faux hawk everyday..............."Momma, I want gel and the bird man!" Cute!!!!!!!!!

Mimosa

HUBS had a great Father's Day!

It was spent sipping these tasty beauties.

We had a nice quiet day at home - it was great.

I filled the house with roses and tulips - it was so pretty.

I made a delicious breakfast of french toast - very tasty.

A carnitas dinner with homemade salsa - Ooh soo tasty!

A happy Daddy of a day!

Early yesterday morning, it became crystal clear that Landon cannot keep a surprise. He confessed all surprises to HUBS before we had the chance to SURPRISE!

Silly, silly child - Must take after his Momma.

Side note: Mimosa's taste best when Brute Champagne is used.

"You're the one they adore, who they came to see"

In case some of you men were confused. I had this conversation with Landon this morning.

“Mom, what are those?” The child asks pointing to the protruding mounds just below my shoulders.

I wince, “Boobies!”

“I have boobies, Momma!” He tells me with a snicker, convinced beyond a shadow of doubt that he indeed beholds the boobies.

I pucker my lips, careful not to blurt out some obscene answer. “Hmmm-well.....I think boys have pecks and girls have boobies!”

Perplexed he replies, “I have pecks?”

“Yep,” I nod, “boys have pecks, girls have boobies!” I reiterate as he looks down at his pecks.

“Does Daddy have pecks?” he asks with a creased brow.

“Yes” I reply

“Does Emily, Aya and Auntie Mel have boobies?” he asks with innocence.

“Yep” I reply, with a strong sense of eagerness to END this uncomfortable discussion. I have found that the shorter the response with these type of discussions the quicker the conversation goes. Landon likes quick answers.

“Momma?”

“Yes” Scared of where this conversation is leading me.

“I think I want boobies?” he tells me with a mischievous grin.

WTF…………WTF………….Why, me? Why am I always the one who gets these type of conversations.

“Sorry Charlie! That’s not the way you were made. You’re a boy – boys have pecks!”

“Pecks?” he asks again looking down at his chest.

PECKS!

Post Inspired by "We Made You" by Eminem

"I Watched His Wildest Dream Come True"

Mornings in our house are far from cheery. There is no Momma figure happily dancing, while singing some "Get Up" heartfelt song to the sleeping children - No way! We are quiet with hints of morning grouchy. We are civilized (most days) with one another, but we usually are far too focused on the task at hand - getting ready and out of the house on time. A grueling task that has increasingly become difficult with a certain child who is NOT A MORNING person.

It takes a good 30 minutes to wake up Landon. He hisses us away, while crawling deeper into the covers. He pleads for "2 more minutes" and then grabs bed rails and blankets when we pull him out of bed - It's a thrilling adventure.

The other morning he woke up on his own and as we greeted him with surprised, "good morning" faces, he told us....................

"I feel like Poop, today!" as he sulked far into the couch and pulled his blanket up over his head.

WHAT?

Danny and I couldn't help but laugh at the wacky comment, crazy kid. What three year old comes up with this type of stuff?

MINE, only mine.

Post Title Inspired by Paramore - "Misery Business" (Landon's current fav song)