When Life Hands You Lemons...

Some people, my mother included, most annoyingly would finish the sentence with "... make lemonade."

The Notorious MRA, however, he has a different philosophy...



You see, MRA's philosophy is to give the lemons to Daddy!

I kinda like this approach. Wouldn't it be nice if we could just hand off our lemons to some unsuspecting passer-by-er instead of having to figure out how to make the damn lemonade?

But I guess that is what being a child and subsequently a parent is all about. A child gets to hand off the lemons and the parents... well, we take them from our children as often as we can, add some sugar and try to make something sweet for them.

Truth be told, though, Jonathan and I, we like a little Sweet Tea flavored vodka with our lemonade.

May all the lemons your child hands you be this sweet.
Cheers!

Wordy Thursday

So I totally flaked out on Wordless Wednesday. I know some people my mom live and die for Wordless Wednesday. The worst of it is, I actually made a post and totally forgot it was Wednesday. Trust me friends, a photo would have been easier.

I thought that maybe today would be Wordless Wednesday (Belated) except that I felt the need to explain what was going on. So there are words precluding the just mentioned title.

So here we are, on Thursday. I have words and Jonathan has pictures. He, Jonathan, has a slight fascination with sneaking into MRA's room after the rest of the house is asleep and snapping photos with his phone. I am not faulting him, mind you. It is because he does this that I get to see a sleeping prince.

Enjoy the sweetness...

Question for those that know me well.

So the other day, Jonathan and I were talking. I don't really remember what about. What I do remember, though, is that he said I am pretty hard on people. The comment has stuck with me mostly because I don't think of myself that way.

I feel like I spend too much time trying to put myself in others' shoes. I also feel that I am the one (during a conversation) that will offer potential reasons for a persons actions. Not necessarily always because I agree with said person or not. Mostly because, over the years, I have found that people say/do things that often seem out in left field but when you talk to them, they have some crazy situation that life has handed them, that one would never really imagine, that has caused them to react a certain way.

Does any of this make sense?

Of course, once you cross my line. That's it. You are over it and there generally is not much going back. I tend to hold a grudge. My line may be far out but if you have gotten that far maybe you deserve what you get.

So for those of you that know me well, what's your opinion? Hard on people or hard on people only when necessary?

MLK Date Day

Monday was MLK day. As it turns out, this is the ONLY day that MRA's daycare is open and both jonathan and I have off. We decided to drop off the kiddo and have a date.

Lunch and a movie.

We both were looking forward to it. While getting ready for an adult day together, Jonathan turned to me, while ironing his pants and said, "Can you come over here and hold on to my leg while pulling on my pants and then say Neh, Neh, Neh repeatedly. I don't know how to iron without all that going on anymore."

I laughed but did not oblige.

Seeks painted trifles and fantastic toys, and eagerly pursues imaginary joys.

tricycle- check
building blocks - check
basket full of cars - check
train set - check

Things MRA actually plays with:
-extension cord
-vacuum
-hair dryer
-curling iron
-cardboard boxes

As a result, Jonathan has instituted a new policy, "We're not buying him anymore toys. From here on out, he only gets appliances."

There ya go folks!

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday

Its a New Year!

We made it through the holidays which included a very long drive over the rivers and through the swamps to Aunt Robin's house we went. MRA, once out of the car, was amazing and a very merry Christmas was had by all.

For New Years Eve, well, what can I say, we were asleep by 11:00 actually, I think I was asleep by 9:30 and Jonathan was not too far behind me. It felt so good, if its wrong to go to bed early on amateur night New Years Eve, well, then... I don't want to be right.

People keep asking me if I made a resolution and quite frankly, I have not, (really, why, its just one more thing on my lifelong to do list). But this morning, on the way to work, I thought about making one.

I thought maybe it would be a good idea for me to recite some zen mantra while driving in the parking deck, to work, already 5 minutes late, behind the person who feels the need to come to a complete stop at the top of every ramp even though they have the right-of-way, while I keep getting later and later for work.

But then I thought it is much more satisfying to think about rear-ending them.

Grrrrrrr...