The Tot has known for quite awhile that she wants to be a nurse when she grows up....or a teacher....or a vet....or a famous person....but mostly a nurse. If she sticks to this....consider this your warning to never need her care.
As a reminder of an old post....when Tay was 5 she decided she wanted to be a nurse for this reason: To give people shots. (She had just gotten 5 shots for her check up : / ) I HAD good hopes that her future dream of being a nurse would evolve from wanting to help heal people....NOT quite there yet.
We were watching "Monsters Inside Me"....it's as creepy as it sounds and it's on the Animal Planet--weirder. Basically it's a show on freak/rare medical conditions. The episode we were watching involved a young woman that ended up hospitalized and while hospitalized slipped into a coma. The scene cuts to two nurses trying to gently awaken the patient by rocking her and pinching her fingers. Doogie Tot was pretty into the show and yells out (while shaking her head in disapproval) "SLAP HER!!! TASE HER!!!!"
Sooooo needless to say...I'm stearing her in the path of becoming a teacher...
Monday, November 26, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Techno Tot
Remember when we were in 4th grade and got to use those small IBM computers to play Oregon Trail?.... Deffinately NOT what the Tot does in 4th grade...
A few times a week Tay asks to use the laptop and it's usually to play super weird computer games. Every half hour or so I check in on her juuuuuust to make sure she's not watching inappropriate YouTube videos--again, losing her piggy bank on some poker game, creating a Facebook profile, downloading $30 worth of apps/games/songs onto my itunes account--again, or ending up on "To Catch A Preditor".
Tonight she asked for the laptop and was using it for awhile when I peaked behind her....to find.... she was in the middle of creating.... a POWER POINT PRESENTATION!! ahaaahhaaaa
I was floored considering I was easily in High School when I learned how to do that....and maybe a senior in college before I ACTUALLY needed to use it...and here sweet little Tot was creating a Power Point presentation on Thanksgiving...for the fun of it...complete with photos and the Wikipedia definition.---which I was a little relieved because 2 days ago we got into an argument about why we celebrate the holiday. She INSISTED that the holiday was created to celebrate parades...NO JOKE.
Moral of the story... what happened to Oregon Trail????
A few times a week Tay asks to use the laptop and it's usually to play super weird computer games. Every half hour or so I check in on her juuuuuust to make sure she's not watching inappropriate YouTube videos--again, losing her piggy bank on some poker game, creating a Facebook profile, downloading $30 worth of apps/games/songs onto my itunes account--again, or ending up on "To Catch A Preditor".
Tonight she asked for the laptop and was using it for awhile when I peaked behind her....to find.... she was in the middle of creating.... a POWER POINT PRESENTATION!! ahaaahhaaaa
I was floored considering I was easily in High School when I learned how to do that....and maybe a senior in college before I ACTUALLY needed to use it...and here sweet little Tot was creating a Power Point presentation on Thanksgiving...for the fun of it...complete with photos and the Wikipedia definition.---which I was a little relieved because 2 days ago we got into an argument about why we celebrate the holiday. She INSISTED that the holiday was created to celebrate parades...NO JOKE.
Moral of the story... what happened to Oregon Trail????
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Double Digits
I'm so excited, and majorly creeped out that tomorrow is the Tot's TENTH birthday!! I have no idea how an entire decade just passed by! I'm pleasantly surprised at how amazing she has turned out--considering I can't keep a house plant alive...
The tot has blossomed into a beautiful, thoughtful, helpful, respectful, humorous, smart, talented, and let's not forget the obvious...CRAZY ten year old.
I remember vividly MY 10th birthday and so badly wanted to recreate it for the Tot....probably still will throw something together tonight .... because in retrospect it was HILARIOUS....and made me realize how bratty I was....
Scene:
All of my friends over for a sleepover....it's gift time....all year I had begged for a cabbage patch kid .... I KNEW I was getting it...KNEW it! My dad enters the room holding a box NOT the size of a cabbage patch kid box....I had scoped out PLENTY of dolls at the store and my stomach sank. Then it dawned on me that he was pulling the ol' put it in a different box to trick me trick. Sure enough...as I peeled off the paper it was evident this was NOT a cabbage patch doll box....no problem...I was still confident he was going to come through for me. The box had the picture of a waffle maker on it...aaaaand as I thought about it more and more...waffle makers are WAY smaller than cabbage patch dolls. I hesitantly opened the sealed box (clue 2 this was not going to go my way)......What....the...... it WAS a waffle maker.
Mass confusion....and fear...and nausea came over me. I completely disregarded the group of witnesses and continued on to have a full blown tantrum about the waffle maker. I HATED waffles (truthfully I love them...but you can't make someone feel bad if you tell them that)....I carried on to tell him I loved pancakes and that pancakes were way better and that Robin (sister) was the one that loved waffles. WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!!!
I refused to accept the waffle maker and my dad must've been worried one of the party goer's knew how to contact social services so he walked out of the room, after giving me the glare of DEATH, and reentered with a new package....this one the size and shape of a legit cabbage patch doll....in deed he pulled through for me and I got the doll I had begged for. Awkwardly I thanked him and attempted to restore my image for my friends....but trust me...I felt like a major dick.
Back to the Tot's bday....for the past year she has been planning her 10th bday present--an American Girl Doll....for months we had to look through catalogs and page through their website. She agonized over what doll she should get.
This past weekend her day finally came....we went down to the American Girl store in Chicago....and it was great. Tay was glowing she was so thrilled and so excited...and unlike me...extremely grateful.
Tonight at dinner I was talking to Taytum about her birthday and how amazing it is that she's ten and asked her what her favorite memories of her 1st decade were...I thought this would be cute and of course...funny....she didn't give me much to work with but was reliable in the expected humor dept.
"Tay what are some of your favorite memories over the past ten years?"
"seriously?"
"um...yeah...what are they?"
"I don't even remember last month and now you want me to think about TEN YEARS" (wow). "I guess if I have to pick something I would say turning 5."
"okay...why that? What happened when you turned 5?"
"Well it's 1/2 way to 10...."
"ok"
"or eating ribs....yeah eating ribs."
Hahaaa she is OBSESSED with ribs....as I'm sure you know if you've read any of the other posts. Needless to say Taytum makes EVERYDAY interesting and we have a ton of crazy fun. Can't wait to see what the next decade brings....although I have a feeling I will be increasing my weekly intake of wine :)
The tot has blossomed into a beautiful, thoughtful, helpful, respectful, humorous, smart, talented, and let's not forget the obvious...CRAZY ten year old.
I remember vividly MY 10th birthday and so badly wanted to recreate it for the Tot....probably still will throw something together tonight .... because in retrospect it was HILARIOUS....and made me realize how bratty I was....
Scene:
All of my friends over for a sleepover....it's gift time....all year I had begged for a cabbage patch kid .... I KNEW I was getting it...KNEW it! My dad enters the room holding a box NOT the size of a cabbage patch kid box....I had scoped out PLENTY of dolls at the store and my stomach sank. Then it dawned on me that he was pulling the ol' put it in a different box to trick me trick. Sure enough...as I peeled off the paper it was evident this was NOT a cabbage patch doll box....no problem...I was still confident he was going to come through for me. The box had the picture of a waffle maker on it...aaaaand as I thought about it more and more...waffle makers are WAY smaller than cabbage patch dolls. I hesitantly opened the sealed box (clue 2 this was not going to go my way)......What....the...... it WAS a waffle maker.
Mass confusion....and fear...and nausea came over me. I completely disregarded the group of witnesses and continued on to have a full blown tantrum about the waffle maker. I HATED waffles (truthfully I love them...but you can't make someone feel bad if you tell them that)....I carried on to tell him I loved pancakes and that pancakes were way better and that Robin (sister) was the one that loved waffles. WORST BIRTHDAY EVER!!!
I refused to accept the waffle maker and my dad must've been worried one of the party goer's knew how to contact social services so he walked out of the room, after giving me the glare of DEATH, and reentered with a new package....this one the size and shape of a legit cabbage patch doll....in deed he pulled through for me and I got the doll I had begged for. Awkwardly I thanked him and attempted to restore my image for my friends....but trust me...I felt like a major dick.
Back to the Tot's bday....for the past year she has been planning her 10th bday present--an American Girl Doll....for months we had to look through catalogs and page through their website. She agonized over what doll she should get.
This past weekend her day finally came....we went down to the American Girl store in Chicago....and it was great. Tay was glowing she was so thrilled and so excited...and unlike me...extremely grateful.
Tonight at dinner I was talking to Taytum about her birthday and how amazing it is that she's ten and asked her what her favorite memories of her 1st decade were...I thought this would be cute and of course...funny....she didn't give me much to work with but was reliable in the expected humor dept.
"Tay what are some of your favorite memories over the past ten years?"
"seriously?"
"um...yeah...what are they?"
"I don't even remember last month and now you want me to think about TEN YEARS" (wow). "I guess if I have to pick something I would say turning 5."
"okay...why that? What happened when you turned 5?"
"Well it's 1/2 way to 10...."
"ok"
"or eating ribs....yeah eating ribs."
Hahaaa she is OBSESSED with ribs....as I'm sure you know if you've read any of the other posts. Needless to say Taytum makes EVERYDAY interesting and we have a ton of crazy fun. Can't wait to see what the next decade brings....although I have a feeling I will be increasing my weekly intake of wine :)
Thanks....I think...
So I may or may not have forgotten my password for the blog....combine that with being too lazy to attempt to find it/remember it....and you get Zero posts for a loooooong time. Sorry : /
To reassure you....the Tot is still funny....and still gross.
Sickness is spreading it's way through our house and this week it's my turn. Tay and I were riding in the car when I started hacking and coughing. Luckily Tay is the sweetest peanut ever and offered me a mint to suck on. Sounded perfect so I accepted....WRONG decision....it turns out the mint she was so generous to offer up was hers....that she was already sucking on.....GROSS....but expected with the Tot.
I kindly declined her slobber coated mint ....begin scene:
"No thanks, that's super gross and I don't want your germs." (She lets the dog lick her face)
"Um helloooooo....I LIVED IN YOUR STOMACH!!! You think I liked THOSE germs???"
*silence*
"sorta not the same thing...."
"Whatever..."
Ahhhh always keeping life fun and interesting :)
To reassure you....the Tot is still funny....and still gross.
Sickness is spreading it's way through our house and this week it's my turn. Tay and I were riding in the car when I started hacking and coughing. Luckily Tay is the sweetest peanut ever and offered me a mint to suck on. Sounded perfect so I accepted....WRONG decision....it turns out the mint she was so generous to offer up was hers....that she was already sucking on.....GROSS....but expected with the Tot.
I kindly declined her slobber coated mint ....begin scene:
"No thanks, that's super gross and I don't want your germs." (She lets the dog lick her face)
"Um helloooooo....I LIVED IN YOUR STOMACH!!! You think I liked THOSE germs???"
*silence*
"sorta not the same thing...."
"Whatever..."
Ahhhh always keeping life fun and interesting :)
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Reach for the Stars....unless it involves doing something
So you've probably noticed that I haven't posted anything in awhile....it turns out 9 is the transition stage from funny and cute--to sassy and SASSY.
Soooo.....those of you with small children--soak up the funny stuff while you can...it declines quickly....and NO, you're still not allowed to lock them in the basement--I checked.
Last week the Tot was telling me that she wants to climb Mt. Everest. Clearly not impossible....however....I don't feel qualified to teach her how to do this....at all....and it turns out, in her opinion, I'm not qualified to give her advice on reaching goals either.
"Mom, I want to climb Mt. Everest someday."
"Nice goal...do you know some things you'll have to do to prepare?"
"Probably"
"We could go hiking this weekend--that would be a good start"
"Ugh....I HAAAAAAAAATE hiking"
"hmmmm.....then maybe climbing a mountain isn't for you"
"Well....Hiking has so many trees....climbing Mt. Everest would just be a smooooooth trip the whole way"
"Well....you have to teach your body how to climb higher and higher"
"FORGET IT.....YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!!!!!!!!!!"
funny/cute -----------------> sassy/SASSY
Soooo.....those of you with small children--soak up the funny stuff while you can...it declines quickly....and NO, you're still not allowed to lock them in the basement--I checked.
Last week the Tot was telling me that she wants to climb Mt. Everest. Clearly not impossible....however....I don't feel qualified to teach her how to do this....at all....and it turns out, in her opinion, I'm not qualified to give her advice on reaching goals either.
"Mom, I want to climb Mt. Everest someday."
"Nice goal...do you know some things you'll have to do to prepare?"
"Probably"
"We could go hiking this weekend--that would be a good start"
"Ugh....I HAAAAAAAAATE hiking"
"hmmmm.....then maybe climbing a mountain isn't for you"
"Well....Hiking has so many trees....climbing Mt. Everest would just be a smooooooth trip the whole way"
"Well....you have to teach your body how to climb higher and higher"
"FORGET IT.....YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!!!!!!!!!!"
funny/cute -----------------> sassy/SASSY
Monday, March 5, 2012
Tattle Tale
I don't know where in the DNA it's encoded but for some reason kids have this inate NEED to tattle. It's NEVER important....no one is ever in danger...it's about lame, insignificant details...usually to benefit themselves. It's also usually about someone their OWN age...not the tot...it's her mission to out me on almost everything.
Case and point:
I went and ate lunch with Casserole a few weeks ago...exiting the bathroom I see one of her classmates....
"Hi Lilly"
"How did you know my name?"
"I'm Taytum's mom...Becca"
"Oh, yeah!!! Taytum told me you swear at her"
"Oh...I don't...she made that up"
Fast Forward to Taytum getting home from school
"God dammit Taytum, why the hell did you tell Lilly I swear at you?!?!" Hahahaa kidding....but I did ask her why she told her friend that I swear at her...
"Because you do"
"Not everyday!"
Hahaa....make sure when your kid starts talking ....you enforce the "What happens at home stays at home" law...or I guess just don't swear at them...but good luck with that!
Case and point:
I went and ate lunch with Casserole a few weeks ago...exiting the bathroom I see one of her classmates....
"Hi Lilly"
"How did you know my name?"
"I'm Taytum's mom...Becca"
"Oh, yeah!!! Taytum told me you swear at her"
"Oh...I don't...she made that up"
Fast Forward to Taytum getting home from school
"God dammit Taytum, why the hell did you tell Lilly I swear at you?!?!" Hahahaa kidding....but I did ask her why she told her friend that I swear at her...
"Because you do"
"Not everyday!"
Hahaa....make sure when your kid starts talking ....you enforce the "What happens at home stays at home" law...or I guess just don't swear at them...but good luck with that!
I'm Rubber...You're Glue
A fun part of having a school-age kid is getting to hear all the old sayings that WE used...and some new ones...and I must say...kids' creativity has gone to shit.
Case and Point:
"Mom, You're Cool"
"Preachin' to the choir Tot."
Pause: I usually send people Memorandums notifying them that I'm cool sooooo I was a little surprised she didn't KNOW this already--especially since she has her own EMAIL ADDRESS!!!...public school systems have gotten better with teaching technology earlier--I don't remember learning how to turn on a computer until 4th grade when I rocked the hell out of some Oregon Trail.
UnPause:
"Noooooo....You're C.O.O.L....Constipated, Overgrown, Oversized, Loser!!!!"
"Hmmm....that's lame....Overgrown and Oversized sorta mean the same thing....back to the drawing board TODD (Read "I'm right you're wrong if you haven't already").
Case and Point:
"Mom, You're Cool"
"Preachin' to the choir Tot."
Pause: I usually send people Memorandums notifying them that I'm cool sooooo I was a little surprised she didn't KNOW this already--especially since she has her own EMAIL ADDRESS!!!...public school systems have gotten better with teaching technology earlier--I don't remember learning how to turn on a computer until 4th grade when I rocked the hell out of some Oregon Trail.
UnPause:
"Noooooo....You're C.O.O.L....Constipated, Overgrown, Oversized, Loser!!!!"
"Hmmm....that's lame....Overgrown and Oversized sorta mean the same thing....back to the drawing board TODD (Read "I'm right you're wrong if you haven't already").
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