It's cold...in Texas...in October...hmmm

The weather here has been fabulous!! The leaves are even turning various shades of brown. :) This week is dragging by. I'm not really sure why. Lots of little fires to put out, lots of driving. I am counting down the days until Ben and I head to visit my sister. I'm taking...wait for it...an ENTIRE WEEK OFF. Not a half day to sleep in or a Monday just because...an entire week.

Doesn't Ben look precious in his little shirt? A kid at daycare said he looked like an old man. HAHA. Kids are so great. Here's something funny that my Ben did/said...He's in love with Oreos ever since we bribed him with one. So he gets one as a special treat every once in awhile. I thought he was eating the entire cookie...until I started finding the chocolate cookies with the icing scraped off in random places. I've found them in the garage, car seat, door of the car...ok, no more eating in the car. But the funny part was this morning on our way to daycare he started saying "poop, poop." I turn around and see that he has found an Oreo and was in the process of eating it. He had gotten some chewed up cookie (aren't kids great??) on his finger and was telling me it was poop. I reassured him it was not poop, but he was convinced. So then he ate it and again stated that it was poop.

Yes, mom he isn't wearing shoes...we were only out there for a little while.

Ghosts?? Really??

Ben has a little bed time routine...bath, cartoons, books, bed. Brian and I hear Ben start to cry as he watches his cartoons. Usually, I have no issues with Noggin or Wonder Pets. What could possibly go wrong when he's watching a hamster, a turtle, and a duck with a slight speech impediment? Well, tonight was the Halloween special. For 30 minutes, my son has been talking/crying about the "ghosts." It took me a while to even figure out what he was saying. So, my two year-old is now afraid of ghosts...or scary ghost, as he calls them.

The "Farm"

We've been looking forward to a little get-away this weekend for about a month now. Our friends' were offered the use of one of their church member's "farm house." We packed up our two year-olds and headed to a little place called Edge, TX. We really didn't know what to expect. I just hoped and prayed it had electricity and a bathroom. :)

I now have a new definition for "farm house."


Living room...yes, there was cable. AND the new Martha Stewart mag. :) I must've said 'don't touch that' a MILLION times.


Our room...looking at this picture, I realized that Brian didn't put the pillows back like they had it before. Oops!

Sweet Elisa and Ben. She pretty much runs the show...Ben would follow her anywhere, as long as she doesn't ask him to share. We're having sharing issues.

We're in a "rocks are toys" stage.

The kids did great. We are blessed to have great friends and some new sweet memories!

Not into elephants...

My mom bought Ben the CUTEST Halloween costume. It's an elephant. We love it - he hates it. Tonight, I am slightly ashamed to admit that I bribed my son with a cookie to put on his elephant costume. And it worked...sort of. He did not realize when he agreed to our little deal that he had to eat his cookie while wearing the costume. This did not go over very well. He was finally able to wriggle out of it and run for freedom. I think we'll have to dress him up in his sleep to get any pictures of him NOT crying while wearing his costume.

The elephant and the cookie.

Don't judge me... :)

Here are some happy pictures of Ben. He's so much fun! Not much else going on really. :) I guess that can sometimes be a good thing!

Happy Columbus Day!

I took today off b/c the daycare is closed today. State employees don't get the day off, but my daycare lady does. :) We've had a great day...just a few bumps along the way. We went to the park and after about 10 minutes, these weird little kids came ( I know that's awful to say, but I'm being honest). They were about 4 and 6. The little boy got two inches from Ben's face to "talk" to him. His talking consisted of yelling about bubbles and slides. I was annoyed. Then they went to play in the "sand box" which is really a sand volley ball court. I could only imagine how many stray cats had done their business in that thing. I finally pulled Ben away from the litter box, kicking and screaming. I go over to the play ground, only to be greeted by someone from a past job (worst job in my life!). She said hello, of course she couldn't remember my name. I said hello and ignored her. Luckily Ben was content to play by himself for the rest of the time.

Now I'm trying to finish up the laundry and other loose ends before it's time to start dinner. I really do enjoy my days off with my little Benjamin. We've only had one time-out all day...pretty good I thought. Granted it was for smacking me on the head when he was told no, but I guess it's all relative. One time out is still one time out.

Am I a bad mom b/c I took a picture of him in time-out? He was wearing an intertube, I really had no choice.


"I be good, mommy."


All day he has played with a laundry basket (filled with his blankies) and the intertube. He has not gotten out a single toy.

Blah...

I've been really blah this week so I haven't really taken the time to blog that much. Here's a few fun things Ben did this week...I made us all a great dinner and Ben said his chicken was "nasty." HAHAHAHAHA. Of course we had to redirect him but come on, that is funny. This afternoon in the car, Brian and I started him on his counting. He usually says 1, 2, 3, 90. :) Today he counted all the way to SEVEN! We just kind of stared at him. It was awesome. Of course, when I had the camera out, he refused to do it again.