The little things in life...

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raleighwoodrockstar:

potatochap:

Jon eats a whole raw potato to take himself out of the mood.

you stop it.  STOP IT RIGHT NOW.  #dead

This is called a roommate, not a spouse.  

raleighwoodrockstar:

potatochap:

Jon eats a whole raw potato to take himself out of the mood.

you stop it.  STOP IT RIGHT NOW.  #dead

This is called a roommate, not a spouse.  

(Source: billhitchert)

graceinfood:

the best banana bread [with cinnamon + butter topping]

graceinfood:

the best banana bread [with cinnamon + butter topping]

meghan2me:

noraleah:

Holy crap I’m older than Friends. :(

GPOYEverday

(Source: m-perrys)

Weekend Accomplishments 

 - I have been planning and worked on this here PB knockoff growth chart ruler for MONTHS.  I can now say that this bitch is DONE!  The sad part is that it really only takes like an hour to do after you stain the thing, but getting the materials and time to do it has been a job.  Now it just needs to be hung in D’s big boy room.

Also J wants to try to sell these things at the store he works at.  How much would you pay for one of these?  They are on ebay for $50ish.  

 - I also finished painting D’s big boy room and his night stand.  The night stand is not the exact red I was looking for, but oh well it works. 

 - Earlier in the week we got his bed put together complete with an ugly safety rail and his new bedding.  I also found him a stool at Home Goods so the little guy could actually get up there.

Before I reveal the room I still need to pain the mirror closet doors in chalkboard paint, paint his dresser knobs red, make his pallet wood headboard with nautical light.  I also need to find a sheet of magnetic metal to hang (thanks Pintrest) next his bookshelves that I have yet find. Why does Ikea have to make it so hard to get their damn spice racks?  

Oh and here is a picture of D not being a total grump this weekend, which was pretty much the whole time.  

Please send parenting/discipline book ideas, because the one I was looking for (How to not kill your asshole child) doesn’t exist.  Maybe I can write it one day when all this is far behind me.

etsyfindoftheday:

etsy find of the day | 5.19.13rough diamonds in recycled 14k rose gold by specimentalrough diamonds. rose gold. oh, i am in love.

Love these

etsyfindoftheday:

etsy find of the day | 5.19.13

rough diamonds in recycled 14k rose gold by specimental

rough diamonds. rose gold. oh, i am in love.

Love these

If there is a parenting book called “How to not kill your kid when he is acting like an asshole” please send it my way.

Thanks

This is how I found him during his nap

This is how I found him during his nap

Playing night night…and we finally have our son back

Playing night night…and we finally have our son back

alyssasaid:

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In my next life I want to come back as a Pediatrician

So out of all doctors I think Pediatricians have to make the top dollar.  Just think about how many times clueless parents are willing to take their kid to the doctor.  Just in the last 2 years I’ve taken D in for two teeth (which I thought were ear infections) and 3 viruses that they couldn’t do anything about.  Just this week he has been there twice.  But what really irritates me is that doctor B didn’t understand why doctor A (his partner) put him on antibiotics with no evidence of an infection.  I’m not going to hate on doctor A because I know I was looking for antibiotics, doesn’t everyone feel better when get a prescription to them?  But I just hate that I had to pay another copay just for the doctor to tell me that since they weren’t working that it must be viral.  

Luckily we have dealt with very few illnesses so I’m very green when it comes to sickness and meds.  I just wish there was some kind of handbook to help a  brotha sista out.  I did call the nurse yesterday just to see if it was normal for D to still be having fevers after 48 hours on meds and 5 days on eye drops and they were the ones who were all “you need to come back in”  way to freak a mom out.  We are at the mercy of these doctors which really sucks and makes it that much more important to find a doctor and practice that you trust.  

With that said, D has not had a fever since yesterday, but it looks like I used his face as a punching bag, his poor eyes are so swollen and red.  Hopefully this weekend he will be on the mend.  He is pretty pitiful to look at.