Maybe I will bring back a souvenir and send it to the person who writes me the nicest “I miss Bitsy” comment. Maybe…

Or maybe not…

Maybe I will bring back a souvenir and send it to the person who writes me the nicest “I miss Bitsy” comment. Maybe…

Or maybe not…
I’ve discovered Bug’s love for matching games. Games like Memory - do you remember that one? You line the cards up and turn over one at a time remembering where each one is and looking for matches. He loves this stuff! Seriously, he can’t get enough of it! And what really blows me away is how good he is at it - he has a phenomenal memory!
Of course, if the cards aren’t in completely straight lines that end up making completely square, well, squares then he gets a wee bit upset. Wee bit? No, more like total freak out.
And in other Bug news, he is really coming along with reading. He has been sounding things out for quite some time now and is really starting to put things together in a great way. It is all quite basic, we’re talking “first reader” level books, but come on, he’s four! The kid amazes me!
And yes, I guess I am kinda bragging a bit, but isn’t that a mom’s prerogative?
Bean, on the other hand, well… Bless her little heart, but the Hubs and I have decided she should have been born blond. I know, what a horrible thing to say! LOL!!! She is so cute though so I guess I can’t poke too much fun at her. At least she has moved past thinking the entire world is pink.
I got this in an email and thought it was pretty funny…

You know, the weird part about the email is that it came to me from someone I don’t know. The way the address was listed on the email leads me to believe I am in part of that person’s blog group on their email program - people she knows from blogging and whom she sends things to. The problem is, I don’t know a Madeline! If you are Madeline then let it be known, LOL!!!
Bug has announced that he wants to be Buzz Lightyear for Halloween. I just honestly can’t afford to buy him a costume. I was thinking I could make it, but I am not a crafty person. Can you ladies help me - I know some of you are crafty and make all kinds of stuff. Do you have any ideas for something easy I can do to make him his costume? I don’t have a sewing machine - and I wouldn’t know how to use it if I did.


As Autumn gets going the leaves start falling off the trees and it is the perfect time to do some leaf rubbings with the kids. All you need to do is get outside and find some pretty leaves - let the kids pick out what they think are pretty. Once you have your leaves lay them flat on a white piece of paper. Then lay another piece of white paper on top. Take a crayon and peel the paper off of it. Laying the crayon sideways, rub back and forth on the top piece of paper until the leaf pattern rubs through. This is so much fun, kids love it, and afterwards you can even frame your rubbings for some fun Autumn decorations.
Bug and Bean both really like this activity. It is nice because it gets them outside, it gets them creative, and it just is a fun time for all of us. One thing I have noticed with Bug is that whatever he makes he always wants it displayed so another great idea is to take the leaf rubbings and after framing them give them to the grandparents. They all really do love it and are thrilled with the kid’s creations.
Well, it would seem that my little Bean was acting out her pain. Ok, serious mommy talk coming and you may not want to discuss poop so if you don’t I understand your leaving now.
Ok, so she hadn’t pooped all morning which was odd for her but I didn’t think much of it and then just a little while ago she went and hid in a corner. I figured she was probably going to poop, but I just ignored her and let her be as she just isn’t getting the whole potty thing yet.
Well, she was there in the corner and she started crying. Then she started howling! Then she yelled, “Mommy, my butt hurts!”
Well, she pooped. So I went to change her. It was like a rock! Literally! It was a big, very big, rock of poop! The poor girl was plugged up and in pain!
Needless to say, since pooping she hasn’t screamed or thrown a fit or hit her brother.