My Little Man is 7, Otherwise Known as Holy Crap, I’m Old!



Connor just turned 7 yesterday, and he had a fantastic birthday! We kept the gifts to a reasonable number this year, and included among his gifts 3 shirts (1 with Sonic, 1 with Angry Birds Star Wars, and 1 plain), an adorable Angry Birds winter hat, a few Sonic action figures, Disney Pictionary, Angry Birds Toss, and probably the coolest light saber toy I’ve EVER seen (I’d have gotten 2 of them if they weren’t $30 because I know hubs would LOVE playing outside with him on summer nights…maybe for Father’s Day). We’re working on teaching him that life is more than video games and “screams” (he doesn’t believe me that it’s pronounced “screens” yet, and the poor kid inherited my technology addiction), and that “stuff” doesn’t equal happy. He was thrilled with everything he got, even the clothes, so I’m hoping our message is getting through to him at least a little. If any of you are wondering…yes, I made the cake. I think it came out pretty cute considering I was scrambling to get it done in time so I could pick up Connor and we could go to a Cub Scouts outing! I have to make another one this weekend, so I think I’ll do a step-by-step for that one…

We’re trying VERY hard to keep the birthday parties on the down-low for years that aren’t that big a deal (1, 5, 10, etc. being the biggies, naturally), but that’s going to be pretty darn tricky seeing as how he got a small party yesterday (Connor, Kyle, hubs, me and my mother), we’re bringing him and a friend to Pump N’ Jump on Sunday with cake and ice cream after, then he gets another party at his other grandparents’ house in a couple of weeks. UGH. Oh well, at least none of them are obnoxiously expensive and he gets to see how many people love him to pieces. When he gets older and has some best friends that he can’t live without, we’ll do more in the way of parties, but for now, he’s more than happy with this arrangement.

I am SO proud of how hard Connor has worked at school this year! Not only is his behavior in class better (we’ll talk about outside of class behavior later!), but he’s no longer needing more than 1/2 the services the school was providing for him! I love getting notes home telling me he’s an excellent reader, that he’s doing well in math, or anything like that – keep up the good work babes!

Connor and his Cub Scout buddy are now Tiger Scouts! They earned their Tiger badges yesterday after attending a tour at WATD in Marshfield. It was great! They got to record their voices and hear them played back with special effects applied, and John played Connor’s favorite song – “Life is a Highway” by Rascal Flatts. They also learned about how radio stations earn money, interview people, have live bands come in and play, the works. Thanks John! (By the way…a little known fact is that WATD stands for “We’re at the Dump”! The station’s tower is at the Marshfield landfill!)

And, after the cake and ice cream were eaten and my mother went home, I realized that I’ll be 41 in less than a month. Dammit.

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No, it can’t be 2013 already!

I’ve been doing some soul-searching lately, and I’ve come to the conclusion that because I am so aversive to confrontation, I’ve allowed some behaviors in my home to spiral out of control. I’m done being quiet just to keep the peace. I’m done just muttering to myself and hoping to set an example by my own behavior – it doesn’t work. I’m not taking any more shit. I’ve chosen a wall, and the house rules are going to be painted directly on it.¬†Everyone will be expected to follow the house rules – no exceptions. This is my main resolution for the New Year. I’ve also chosen another wall that will be painted 1/2 with magnetic paint (yes, there IS such a thing!) and 1/2 with chalkboard paint so the kids can have fun doing what kids do. The following are a few of the areas that need work in our little family’s life…


No more keeping toys that no one plays with. I threw out two trash bags full of McDonald’s toys and other assorted junk, and that was just from the den…the boys’ rooms are next.

We finally got rid of the two thirty-or-so-year-old couches we got from a friend of hubby’s for free and replaced them with nearly new, much comfier free couches. Granted, they take up a lot of room, but there’s all that much more fun to be had on them by the boys. Kyle, especially, loves the fact that the spot where the cupholders and cubby are in one of the couches is just the right size for his little butt and makes an excellent spot for sitting next to the rest of us.

I’m done letting the fact that my husband can be a lazy shit sometimes make so much more work for me. I’m going to finish cleaning out the craft room (started earlier today) sometime in the next week or so (depending on how many times I can get another adult in the house to keep an eye on Kyle), and so help me, if he puts more junk in there, he’s going to regret it! (It seems like he’s uncomfortable if the house is organized and neat – he can be fricking uncomfortable.)

I’ll be the first to admit that I’m a complete and utter candle and bric-a-brac junkie. Well, Kyle has more than helped cure me of this addiction, and my next trip down cellar, there are bunch of candles and cute little doodads that are hitting the trash.


I LOVE my technology. Unfortunately, so does everyone else in the house. Once there’s space, all laptops are going to be confined to their own room – if you want to use one, you can do it there. Should be interesting when it comes time for me to write papers for my classes and hubs has to supervise the kids.


Hubs is no longer allowed to attempt meal planning. He totally sucks at it. We end up with meat and starch or just meat. Some fruit and vegetables would be nice once in a while.


Hubs is no longer allowed to put away groceries unsupervised. He’s incapable of putting anything in the same place twice or of separating bathroom supplies to the two bathrooms. Hence the pile of paper towels, toilet paper, and plastic wrapping they came in at the bottom of our downstairs bathroom closet.


I’m posting a sign next to the door that says “Check attitude here”. I’m tired of bad attitudes in our home. And wording that reflects negativity, even if it’s meant as a joke. Negativity does nothing but hold us back.

I dropped Connor off at school a while ago for the first time in two weeks, and as much as I thought I would relish the relative quiet in the house, I miss the shit out of him already.

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