Yep

Every time I even think about getting on my computer, Gavin starts crying.  I usually notice him smile and I then I hear him laugh a little and then I walk towards my computer and he screams.  It actually JUST happened after I finished that run on sentence.  I thought I had him hypnotized by the flying bird, monkey, and butterfly flying above him in his swing but I WAS WRONG.  Now he is next to me in his bouncy going to town on his pacifier but only about 10 sucks at a time and then he spits it out all angry style and then I give it back to him.  It’s a game.  I AM LOSING.  If he decides he’s not into that game, he plays another one where he continues to suck on the pacifier but I still look over to make sure he’s okay and while keeping the pacifier in his mouth; he smiles.  He’s all, “Ha, ha made you LOOK!”

This means that I have done 99% of my internetting on my teeny tiny Blackberry which means a lot of squinting and a guarantee of 100% blindness by the time I reach 60.  But that’s not even the worst part, the worst part is I can’t comment on other blogs on my TTBB (teeny tiny blackberry)  (that sounds dirty) (maybe not? okay then).  I could just not internet at all, right?  YEAH RIGHT.  That TTBB is necessary when I’m on my 500th episode of Team Umizoomi or EVEN BETTER:  Max and Ruby.  And all the cartooning is not a result of bad parenting but it’s because Mother Nature is a bitch.  You think she would know better, being a mother and all that…..we don’t need THIS much rain.  Or can she spread the rain out a little more so that we can get our wild children outside to burn some energy?  But I think it’s safe to assume that she’s not hearing, “WHY?” fifty thousand times a day married with “WHAT THAT DO?”  THAT being anything in the moment, like a….plate.  Plates only do so much!  And why they do it, well, I DON’T KNOW.  What I do know is that plates don’t vacuum or do the dishes or babysit my children while I take a nap.  I do know that.  If you know that, you are already half way there to being parent of the year.  Or at least getting nominated.

While both children are actually in a daze right now, I must go.  My neighbor is texting me.  THAT’S RIGHT!  We have reached a whole new level of texting in our relationship.  Interesting, since I’ve been told that people only see me as a stuck up bitch.  I guess it could be worse.

Anyway, please read this!  If you are a mom, you will like it, and if you are not a mom, you will still like it.

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  1. michelle

     /  June 1, 2011

    what’s up with the stuck up comment? You are not!

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  2. The weather is finally, finally, finally nice here. Of course it is. Because today is my first day back to work. Suck it, mother nature!

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  3. A stuck up bitch? Really?! I find you to be absolutely delightful! OMG, is this just your internet persona?!!! I refuse to believe it. 🙂

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