An Eleven o' Clock Grocery Run

Ah, facebook...who says it is a bad thing? How else would I have known about this up and coming "blizzard"? So, I saw a ''few" posts about snow coming...then a post about a foot of snow...well that caught my attention and I checked the weather...YIKES! It was true...And you know how the news channels like to ham up the situation...
So, I had two choices. #1...my gut instinct...go tonight. Yes I looked at the clock, saw it was eleven p.m. I had already showered and was snug in bed but...choice #2 seemed worse...go tomorrow with two kids, when everyone else and their mama's would go...and fight someone off with the diaper bag over the last loaf of bread and the last gallon of milk. So I got dressed and went to the store.
The STORE...well, I have always thought the "new" Crest to be a pretty nice grocery store, never seen one so "purdy"...I am from a small town. Anywho, this well organized colorful store was a mess! Here is my composed list of stuff I noticed missing...Yogurt. The whole case was empty...have you seen how much yogurt they generally have? Onions. Wierd but true...not a single onion in the store. I myself went prepared to purchase one...but didn't. Bread. The whole aisle dedicated to bread...pretty much empty. Boneless chicken. I didn't see this for myself but I heard a lady ask, and the stocker boy confirmed they were out of boneless chicken. Beans..You wanna make some chili eh? So does everyone else in OKC. I myself was tramatized when I saw they had no red kidney beans...but low and behold when I looked at the boxes sitting on the floor, I saw the label said red kidney beans...so I helped myself...luckily someone had already had the same idea so I didn't have to open the box. Chili Seasoning...well this time...(I had to open the box) I made sure no one was looking!
So I am sure you get the picture on the store thing which brings me to my last and final topic...the short straw. Why did mommy have to go to the store and not daddy? Daddy says " You will do a better job and get more stuff that we could actually use" Yeah I bought that mumble :) The deal was...he would stay behind and clean the fridge out while I went to the store, then he would very graciously carry in all the groceries when I arrived home. Welp. I carried in all the groceries, he fell asleep. But I forgive  him because he did work 80 hours this past week and went all the way to Georgia and back! I love that guy!
So two honeybuns, a glass of milk, and a blog later I am going to bed to see what kind of day we have tomorrow. Sorry so jumbled...it is LATE!

You could call it a "greasy" situation

Let's start off by saying...Mommy isn't busy enough...she doesn't have near enough things to do. That is why my two darling children pulled their little brains together to help me out this morning. It goes a little something like this...

MJ, the growing little chap he is has been eating everything in his path. We can eat breakfast, (he finishes more oatmeal than the rest of us), then moves on to his first morning snack, then his second, then his third...the kid could eat all day. So this morning when he grabbed the bag of chips...I did not object. I was too busy cleaning the kitchen and making beds to worry about him munching on a couple chips.

After I was satisfied with my morning cleanup, I went to fetch my handsome little man some clothes and proceeded to get him dressed back in his room....MEANWHILE...

Molly, my SWEET, INNOCENT baby girl, decides she too must have a snack, sees that MJ has conveniently left her the bag of potato chips just a few leaps out of reach, crawls her little self over there, (crawl meaning get up on her hands and feet and lunge forward) and dumps the whole bag of chips out onto the floor...and proceeds to roll in them.

Greasy potato chips all over my lovely smelling daughter...but at my house...you do the crime....you do the time!

No, Daddy at the airport

Daddy has been at the airport since Wednesday! Well, that is according to the mind of my brilliant little buddy ;) I guess two year olds cannot comprehend much more than the facts. So for the past few days when MJ asks me where Daddy is and I say, "He is at work" he very bluntly corrects me. "NO, daddy at the airport."
Yes, he knows the basics of what is going on, but I don't know how much he understands it enough to put it all together. But everytime I take this kid to the bathroom he has to recite the story to me, and it goes like this...


MJ: Daddy at the airport
Me: Yes
MJ: Daddy fly in the sky
Me: Yes
MJ: Daddy in Georgia
Me: Well you get the idea...
MJ: he fixing the computer, it is broke so daddy has to fix it...

So far, he doesn't seem too worried about when dear old daddy will be back...he is just happy to know that daddy is at the airport and that is ok with him. Meanwhile mommy has been going none stop...we went to Walmart and stopped for pizza one night...even went in and ate...just me and my two kids. I know strangers are probably staring saying why doesn't that lady just get her pizza and take it home...but this mama needs some "out" time...time away from this humble abode. Anywho...with a trip to the zoo today and movie and popcorn night we have stayed pretty busy, and tomorrow mama gets a break when Nana and Papa take MJ to some kind of boat and fish show>? I think Molly and I will get some retail therapy in and we will anxiously await the arrival of my dear husband.

What is so terrible about twos?

My entire life all I have heard about the two year old stage is how difficult and awful it is. "oh just wait until they turn two" "those terrible twos..." Welp, my darling son has been two for almost five months now and I haven't witnessed anything terrible. I find the "twos" to be fun and adventureous.

   I guess I can see where some people may have their "turnoffs" for two year olds...those who don't like cleaning up spilt milk, or finding smooshed raisins on the bottom of a sock, toys spread every which direction you look...

Who doesn't like watching little kids dance around in their superhero "unnawears"?

So you may never get a decent picture of the kid actually looking at the camera and smiling...but the "twos" are my favorite so far...and I wouldn't trade a minute of this phase for anything!

The Perfect Lady.

Good girls are hard to come by these days...so I am starting to train Molly very young. So that one day...she will be The Perfect Catch... A lady must be                                                                                                                                            modest...

Have Beautiful Hair...

 Be mild tempered....

And not snore...or hog the bed...

                                                         And of course she is a good cook!

One day my little baby girl will be the perfect wife!