Saturday, May 15, 2010

Summer is a-comin'!

Straight in he goes!  Shoes, socks, jeans and all!  And that would be, my son...



The Dad helping out Milosis with his 2 ft. popsicle!


pretty much what I do best


“Don't grow up too quickly, lest you forget how much you love the beach.”
-- Michelle Held

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Tap tap. Is this thing on?

Hello Faithfuls (mom!). 

I'm back from one hot minute in Vegas and thought I'd share some highlights with you alls.  I flew out last week, met up with my BFF, and had a fantastic time!

flying over and into Vegas! Hello Nevada!


view from the Eiffel Tower our hotel room!


look it's ME!  Without a BABY! What?!


my friend, Alicia, gettin' honest! ;) (congrats!)


Zexy!!


My first Vegas Nighclub: TAO


Where we partied with Holly Madison. And some other crazy hot chick!


Love: Where Cirque Du Soleil and The Beatles come together. AMAZING.


Obligatory pic with Elvis


I totes shoulda been a Prada model.


Or a candy perfume girl...


Partying it up with Hef.  Bunny ears and champagne wishes!


Hittin' up da club with my boyfriend...


pole dancin' with my man Bono...


Me and the BFF
Cheers!

Now I got some laundry and sleep to catch up on...

Saturday, May 1, 2010

on "transitioning" from the crib

Dear Mom,

I know you've been checking this blog out, like, every day x3, just to see the same post over and over because I haven't posted the latest and greatest of your grandson in about a week or so.

And, OH MY YES have things changed.  Like, one, he now sleeps on the floor.  If you follow me on FB (and I know you're stalking me there, too) we have broken down his crib.  The one that was recalled a year ago (that I never did anything about).

OMG I let your grandson sleep in a RECALLED CRIB!!  For a YEAR!

Where was I?

So the crib is/was a convertible crib.  Which, when I bought the thing, I thought was a, like the Brit Brits say, BRILLIANT idea.  Because it's supposed to last an American Lifetime.  So, aside from the whole recall bullshit, when you convert the damn bed to a "toddler" bed, it's still HIGH UP OFF THE FLOOR.  So, yeah, either buy a crib tent (which, By the FREAKIN' way) is not easy to find one that fits a CONVERTIBLE bed or buy one of those side railing things, WHICH, By the FREAKIN' way, unless you are a FOWARD thinking kind of parent (nice job and gold star if you are) and already have these assessories in your home or happen to live right next store to a babys R (rippin' us off) us...

Where was I?

So persons like MOI have to make due and QUICK because YOUR GRANDSON is slippin' himself out of the crib like a FREAKIN' NINJA.  NO Joke.  Seriously...So, he's in his crib, sleeping, orzo I THOUGHT.  I'm down the short hall folding laundry (not joking, I really am folding laundry) and I hear a door moan open.  I think it's a cat going into Milo's room.  So, imagine my surprise when I see Milo in his doorway.  Like a mirror image we both jump in surprise at seeing the other. His lips suck in, his eyes avert in a sheepish way and I, half in surprise, half in WTF is going on! turn him around and lift him back to his crib.

So we do this about 5 or 20 so times until he finally gives in and falls asleep in his crib.

In and out of the crib
In and out of the crib
In and out of the crib.

Not even ONE NOISE was made.

Again, the little sucker is a NINJA.  At 21 months.

So the husb comes home and  I tell him about how his little seedling can swoop himself out of the crib without so much as a Thump-a-Thud.

So we the husb  takes off the front end of the crib.  And this is what transpires the next day when putting him down for a nap:

Think he did this accidentally?  Nope! 
p.s. All those pillows and blankets are on the floor  to *protect* him from falling.  His room isn't usually in this ungodly disarray. Trust.


This is what I think about you taking apart my bed: DESTROY!

Over and Over.  We are having so much fun now.


And then?

Let's take the mattress off!!


2 hours later...

Finally, he naps...

And for your viewing enjoyment, here's a little video of which has amused me for hours...



So now?

We've had to bid adieu to the crib. And Milo is left with this:

kinda sad, really.  but, hey, safety first...

Also? I've done away with ALL the bottles.  No more BOTTLES.  Too much for one week?

So, mom...I'm really looking foward to seeing you tomorrow! You'll be here at 1:00?  Just in time to put him down for a nap!!

The husb and I wish you ALL THE BEST!

xox,
MME

Thursday, April 22, 2010

for the record, no minors were hurt during the taking of these pics...

boy: Your hair looks nice today.
girl: Uh, yeah. That was MY bagel you're eating.  And, btw, why are you wearing a pink beaded necklace?


boy: The food here is SO good!
girl: Did I shave my legs for this? I wonder if I'll be home on time for Idol.

boy: hey! Mind if I sit next to you? I feel this connection...
girl:  Are you f*ckin' kidding Me??

For some reason, these pics remind of every first date I've ever been on.  Just sayin'.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

hey batter-batter, SWING! or 25 million dollar contract T minus 20 years


So this was kind of like the time when Milo wandered around and then got very serious and still and my mind went all "toddler tiara psycho mama-like" and I thought, "let's capture this moment 'cause we're totally going to look back at this and say 'see here, this picture? This is where it all started...'"

Sunday, April 18, 2010

21 months

Today marks month 21 of baby turned toddler of the adventurer de Milo what is he doing NOW?  These days the picures I'm taking are of a little guy that finds new uses out of old things...

balance and strength with unstable things...

exploring new areas of the car things...
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and experimenting with the next level of toys things...

 Y'know...I almost kinda sorta miss this stage...


Really? 21 months?? This mama is about to have a 2 year old...
tick tocking away...

Friday, April 16, 2010

It's Friday, ya'll.

Tonights dinner?
  Beef Vegan Hotdog, unwashed organic apple, stale farm raised and locally grown raisens, and stale baby Toddler Mum-mums smeared with full fat natural peanut almond butter. With a side of Mardi Gras beads (don't ask) paired with an iPood  that I paid 20 dollers for wtf was I thinking t-shirt.

We like to get wild from time to time whilst being nutritionally somewhat wine-buzzed  conscious.