Balloons

Some kids have obsessions with cars, trucks, dolls, stuffed animals or blankeys. My son, however has this obsession with helium balloons.  Actually, it was his first word next to mama and daddu. Anytime we go into a store that sells helium balloons you would think he could jump out of that little seat in the carts and fly away with balloons. He gets so excited. So now it seems like we constantly have a helium balloon in the house that Klaeyton is absolutely constantly attached to.


 It's funny to watch him hold it in one hand and try to do everything with just the other hand, which I've noticed is more often than not his left. The other day he was double fisting his helium balloons and bent over to drink from his cup because he didn't have a free hand. hilarious. He sits in his high chair reluctant to let go of his balloon to eat, eventually letting go and making sure that it stays right next to his chair. priceless. 


Yesterday, we come home from daycare and as Klaeyton walks in the house like he owns the place, he starts to get a little anxious when he realizes his balloon isn't in the exact spot he left it in that morning.  At night we tell him the balloon stays in the living room to go night night just like Klaeyton and after fighting him tooth and nail to get the string from his hand, he pouts then finally says "ba-oon night night" and proceeds with bedtime. And of course in the morning, after I lift him from his crib and grab a diaper, the first thing he says to me is "ba-oon?" as his head whips around looking for it. All I can do is smile. Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.

Klaeyton's Going to be a Big Brother!

I've had trouble finding my creative muse lately. It could be due to the fact that I'm so tired I can barely get my normal activities accomplished. Things have been going well. Very well in fact. I think sometimes I worry more when things are good. It's like I'm waiting for something bad to happen. I guess I'll work on that. 


We recently found out that Klaeyton is going to be a big brother! How exciting! So I told Matt that I wanted to buy him a baby doll. Of course he looks at me like I'm crazy but I insisted. So I bought him a little baby doll wearing a pink outfit. Of course it was pink. Which, by the way, I think is ridiculous. The mere fact that I couldn't find a boy doll or even one wearing something other than pink or purple shows how early gender stereotyping begins. Anywho, to get off my tangent, I got him this doll and he calls it "bay-bee" and it's just so stinking cute. I have began to show him that you rock the baby and you give the baby kisses. It melts my heart to see him stand there, clutching his doll and swaying his body back and forth. 


Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.

Take It Back Moment

I can.t even begin to list the amount of amazing mommy moments I.ve had the last week or so, and it.s because I.ve started looking for them. But tonight, I had one of those wish I could take it back moments....


I.ve had a very long day, I shouldn.t be nearly as tired as I am, but I.m quite exhausted. Klaeyton is on this biting me and pinching me thing to get my attention. Well...as he ran around the house in just his diaper tonight, I was momentarily resting on the couch spacing out when K walked up and bit me. He bit me hard. Right in the leg. As I began to screech and my leg jumped, I shouted "No" and flicked his cheek, and it was a lot meaner and harsher than I intended it to be and the next thing I knew I was staring at a red faced tantrum throwing pouty lipped little boy that began to stomp his feet and pull away from me. I don.t even know if he can understand an apology but it was truly one of those moments I'll never forget because it wasn.t right. It was mean. And I felt terrible. 


Oh the joy of being an ordinary mom.