passive-aggressiveness.

The whole Toy Story gang in their respective "time out" locations.

Notice the hats....

What the.....

taxes.

Has anyone ever gone to one of those tax places that have a dancing Statue of Liberty out front? I gotta say, its not very appealing, and I wouldn't find a lot of comfort in forking over all my financials to someone who thought this was good marketing.

Also, every time we pass by one, PG goes "Mom, what is that lady doing?" to which all I can ever say is "I have no idea son. No idea."

Viva la taxes!

lessons learned.

• TAXES. DONE.
• Its hair cuttin' time (within the next week or 2). Trying to fight my usual urge to cut it all right off.
• Came home to D and Ells watching Drive Me Crazy. Before I could say anything D exclaimed "It was Ells choice!". Still no words.
• What did we do for St. Patrick's Day? Not. One. Thing.
• The tally is now a total of 5 concerts I have not been able to attend because of D's travel, or a new baby. Not happy D.

sweet potato.

Methinks that Target has gotten lazy with their packaging design.

recent convo.

I suppose I should post something. But what do you post when you're life is virtually the same everyday? Kids, cooking, cleaning, shopping, gym (on occasion).

So here is a recent convo. And unless you've seen Close Enounters of the Third Kind, you will not understand one smidge of this conversation.

PG: (playing with his food)

Me: (to PG): "This isn't.....uh.....(to D) What's that alien movie with Richard Dreyfuss?"

D: "Close Encounters"

Me: "Right." (to Pres) "Unless this is Close Encounters of.....eh. Nevermind"

D: (shaking his head) "You can't even finish you're own smart ass remark"

Me: "I know. I am loosing my touch. Sigh"

Silence.

Dave: (singing the music notes from the movie) "Dooooo. Dooooo. Dooooo".

Incidentally, I would hope that if my child was trying to communicate an impending alien encounter via his mashed potato sculpture, that I would take it seriously. But let's get real. I most certainly would not. And most likely would send him to timeout for making a mess.

lessons learned.

• Anna - its time to get out of Japan. Seriously. If I could, I would come get you myself.
• Some of the extended Aller fam is stranded in Kauai (they are all ok...). That'll learn ya for vacationing....
• I didn't think it was possible for PG to get any whinier this week, but it happened.
• I practiced my music for TSO this week, and you know what? Practicing helps. Who knew?
• Saw a purple Benz SUV with an iridescent sheen. Vomit.
• 5 am wake up call (again) and not a drop of Diet Coke in the house. Save me.
• Its nice out, and we're grilling tonight. Perfect, perfect, perfect.
• 3 pairs of tap shoes located. Why was that so difficult?

lessons learned.

• Social protocol people. Learn it. Use it.
• Charlotte, no matter how good your story is - you're still a spider, and I cannot watch you.
• Children, when I turn into a crazy person because I never sleep, it will be on your shoulders.
• If I think about needing to work out all day long, but never get there - its just as good as if I went to the gym right?
• Toy hammers, just about the worst kid toy ever.
• Somedays you don't get a shower until 3:30 in the afternoon.
• Whilst @ dinner the other night, some lady and her kids jokingly asked PG if he wanted to sit with them (he kept turning around and talking to them). He said "yes" and then went over....what the what? I don't know if you know this PG - but your dad and I are probably the coolest parents ever. Just sayin'
• Its really sad when your kid thinks its warm enough for swimming when its 43 degrees out.
• No sugar for 1.5 months + 1 open bag of Cadbury Minis = disaster.