27 July, 2011

I was going through some old work notebooks and I came across this

“Timmy’s Book 3 – Aug 24th 2008

Dada Doodoo

Twinkle Twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
Up above the bum so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Twinkle Twinkle little guitar
Twinkle Twinkle little diamond
Twinkle Twinkle little light
How I woder what you ares
Up above the lava lamp. Lava coin

Guij guij
Jusu jusu
Too Too Too Toto
Chachew Chachew

I believe these are lyrics that spotty used to sing to me…such a good boy

20 July, 2011

Best Thing in the World to Look At

I think I saw this on someone's blog, can't remember who. What I remember is people talking about what they love to look at.

I like to look at stuff, maybe you do to

  • Spotty Chops face when he sleeps, smiles, laughs.
  • My father’s face when Spotty is snuggled up against him.
  • A beach in the moonlight.
  • Tulips, my mom’s favorite.
  • Dragonsnaps, because when my bro and I were littles my da would chase us around the yard making the “dragon roar”.
  • A field of wildflowers, just because. 
  • A fire in a campsite.
  • The stars seen from anywhere away from a city.
  • A newborn baby.
  • A room my mom “stages”, so clean and inviting,so unlike the clutter filled mess I live in.
  • The view from THE PORCH, alas it is no more but it remains in our memories.
  • A bookstore.
  • Ice cream.
  • Old couples holding hands.
  • Men with children holding hands.
  • Photos of Boytoy and Spotty walking away from me.
  • The view when we are driving up to the white mountains on Memorial Day, after that dip in the highway when the mountains “just appear”.

19 July, 2011

Hey Nice Boobs!

The other day we were getting ready to go swimming. Spotty walked into our bedroom and said
"is that your ladies boob covering thing? I like it, boys don’t need one because ours aren’t as big as yours, but yours is nice”

I rock the rack apparently.

11 July, 2011

Fransted Campground 4th of July 2011

Happy Belated 4th of July to those of you that care about that kind of stuff. Guess what we did? NO, No…well ok but only when Spotty was asleep. We spent our time in the White Mountains of New Hampshire with our favorite campground that is celebrating its 50th year in existence. I have probably mentioned this before, but this is my favorite trip of the year. It is the one trip we keep to ourselves. Granted we really aren’t camping with folks much anymore. Between Boy Toy’s crazy search for a job where the Asshats run under supervision - not free (and perhaps some paid vacation time) and other people having kids that are now older and (gasp) lives of their own, well life happens. For those of you keeping track we still have to go camping 3 times a year through 2017 to get a decent ROI on the tent. Oh and they now have this.

I want this so bad I can taste it, but did you see the price? In Euro’s? and the exchange rate? Frell me hard, that will add a couple of years before optimal ROI, but I NEED THIS.

Odd but looking back at the weekend I realize that there was no rock throwing. NONE. In fact we didn’t go to the river at all. Spotty went to the office a few times. We had to hit Littleton early on Saturday because we found out at bedtime Friday night that Spotty’s air mattress had a leak. Luckily I brought 4 extra sleeping bags so we used that as a cushion. Turns out. THE MUTHER FUCKING MICE ATE HOLES IN THE AIR MATTRESS. I HATE THEM ALL!!!! We hit Duncan’s, Walmart and Chutters all before 10am. Then we headed back to Franconia to watch the Parade. They limited parking even more and we were a bit nervous (as it looked like folks started parking before we hit Littleton), but as luck would have it (and we have had several years of good luck) we were able to pull right into a spot under a tree so I had shade Yea! It did not see as crowded as in years past, not sure if the weather (I did mention that we set up in the rain didn’t I?) or if the gas prices are what keep folks away. We had a great time, there were floats, vets and folks tossing candy our way, what more can we ask for? The rest of the day was spent playing, reading, eating and a private fireworks display.

The next day was the Fransted Fair. There were waterslides, a bounce house and an inflatable obstacle course. I have no photos (not true I have several crappy photos) as it of course started to drizzle that turned into something that was less that a downpour, but more than a passing shower. We also tie dyed. Life is good. We had a scary moment with Spotty. He was bouncing in the bouncy house and he and an older kid smashed into each other, Spotty’s nose hit the kids head/cheek. Spotty was not himself for at least an hour, we were worried he had broken his nose. Luckily he did not, his nose finally looks normal, and after an hour Spotty was back to normal so all was well.

So not much happened, which is just the way we like it.

03 July, 2011

Dear Spotty Chop you are 76 months old today

One day you were so excited to be part of “the band” that your afterschool friends created. The next day when I went to pick you up, you were dancing, spinning and jumping around. You told your daddy that the band had kicked you out. When we asked why you said “you don’t need to know why”, dada said “I would like to know”, but you instead told us that you said fine I will make up my own band with 4 people. The members of your band are: a girl and the 2 Y counselors. You frelling amaze me. I would have been devastated and crying hysterically. Maybe you were at some point, you are super sensitive like me, and it’s a curse not a blessing. But when I picked you up you were working hard on your dance moves, when you told us about not being in the band you didn’t act upset. I would have been upset for days and hurt for so much longer.

You and dada had a conversation before we started watching game 3 of the Stanley Cup. Dada told you that this was an important game and that the Bruins had not been this far in the series since the early 1990’s. You said “well after they win we should have a big celebration the day after. It could be like the best day ever!” You were right kiddo it was!

There has been a ton of end of the year stuff to do at your school. There was a concert with all the kindergarteners. Nannie and Papa were able to come. I screwed up the camcorder and only tapes about 30 seconds of it. I was bent out of shape. You asked Nannie and Papa if they would like to meet your friends and then proceeded to introduce them to everyone in your class, every teacher and then had them running around the school to show them all of your classes and what you did in each. It was so sweet. I am amazed at how old you are at times.

I volunteered at Field Day. I manned the Mummy Wrap station. There were lengths of cloth attached to a spindle like thing and your partner was supposed to wrap you up like a mummy. There was also a bin of “dress up stuff” and you could decorate your mummy if you wanted to. I also participated in a parent vs teacher tug of war. At first there was only 1 guy standing out there for the parents. I couldn’t let that be the end of it, and yes we won.

We also went on a field trip to Southwick Zoo. Jman and his mom were there as well as Crazy boy and his mom. We got there right as they were opening and then were told to hit the parking lot around 1pm (we were the last group out). You had a blast with the animals and your friends. But I seriously think you all loved the playground the most. Who knew?

We went to the drive-ins and saw Cars 2. We went with Jman and his family. It was awesome seeing you running around with the kids. We ate pizza, popcorn, candy and sat in the back of the Jeep as the mist slowly turned to rain. I won’t saw downpour, but it was certainly wet. You were a bit freaked out at first. You seemed to think it was going to be scary. It wasn’t but at one point Jman had his hands over his ears and you had your hands over your eyes.

You started summer camp. Every evening when I pick you up you run to me and when I ask you how your day went you tell me it was the BEST DAY EVER. You have made new friends. You are swimming in a lake. You are playing on playgrounds. You are making art. You are waiting for Jman and Flame (his sis) to come to camp as well. I hope they are going there. You are really looking forward to being in camp with them. A bunch of your friends went to the summer program run by the same folks that do the before and after school program. Dada and I started feeling bad that most of your friends (or at least kids you know) are together and you are not. Dada talked to you about this the other day and explained that we didn’t want you to have to do the same thing you do during school all summer long and that the camp you are in sounded to us like the most fun. You said “it’s ok dada, I really like this camp.”

You also started going back to Nannie and Papa’s 1 day a week. When I got to the house, you were hiding under the kitchen table with a napkin over your face. You were so convinced that Papa couldn’t find you. It was a good thing because Papa had a broom and was shouting “I will hit you with a broom until you cry like a little girl.” Which I guess if you didn’t know my father, or Spotty or me would sound vaguely wrong. Instead we were all shrieking with laughter. You were really upset when we left because Papa couldn’t get out of work early and you felt like you didn’t have enough time to play. I reminded you that you would be seeing them every week and maybe we could plan a sleep over so Papa could have you a whole day. That made you happy.

Our 2nd camping trip of the year is going on even as this is being read. The 4th of July trip is my all time favorite!

You have started coming back into our bed every night again. You have fine tuned your ninja skills as neither your father nor I notice it until we wake up at 5 am.

I love you kiddo!