I wanna "DO-OVER"

I'm tired. It's 9:16 at night and I feel as though I might fall over (well actually I already have, as I am layed out on the couch typing this right now). Let's just say it's been a bit of a rough day.

It all began with two cute toddlers. Danielle brought T over this morning to spend the day with us. After breakfast I let the two little rascals run around the living room to play (keep in mind that the Christmas tree is in this room and Aiden has been told a thousand times to look, NOT touch)!

I turned away for a second and when I looked back to check on them, Aiden was naked, diaper and all. Teagahn was in the process of getting naked (she managed to get her PJs off). In each hand of both tots were Christmas balls from the tree. As soon as they caught a glimpse of me, they were off in different directions. Aiden just so happend to run straight for the front door and at the same time Nana happened to be coming in. He dropped one of the balls and of course it shattered on the ground in front of him.

At this point I was about to boil over with frustration. Thank goodness for Nana (although I'm sure she thought I was a little crazy when she walked in and saw what was going on).

I wanna DO OVER!!

The Great Escape (Part 2)

My children, and by children I mean kid and dog, sometimes amaze me (and anger me). On Monday Luke had to work so it was Aiden and I all day hanging out. Since I'm on a television hiatus, I decided to take Aiden outside to spend some time with bubbles and sidewalk chalk. While we were out there I trimmed my rose bush and got some beauties to bring inside. Once we were done, we headed inside which resulted in a tantrum of epic proportions. I left Aiden at the door and headed into the kitchen to put the roses in some water. After only, what felt like, seconds I turned the corner to find the front door wide open and dog and child nowhere in sight (Keep in mind that when we came in I locked the door and locked the dead bolt as well).

All the other moms out there can attest to my inital reaction of DREAD as I ran to the front door, leaving the roses behind laying on the ground. As I reached the door I could see Aiden standing on our front porch looking up at me with this look of triumph on his face, given the fact that he had returned outside once again! From Aiden, I glanced up across the street and there went MacKenzie...sprinting as fast as he could in the opposite direction. All I could say was "OH CRAP".

I dashed across the street, dropped Aiden off with my neighbor (thank goodness they were home) and darted down the street after my pain in the rear dog. TEN MINUTES LATER....we returned home.

Needless to say, we have babyproofed the front door along with every other door in our home now. I guess it's better that I find out now that Aiden can open the dead bolt than later, right??

Snowing Salt

Messes. There seem to be A LOT of them these days which I know is only to be expected. Today, Luke and I were trying to get some things done around the house and Aiden was screaming that he wanted to eat so I put him in his seat and strapped him in. I rarely do this anymore, but since I couldn't watch him like a hawk I decided to. I ran outside for a second to pick some things up in the yard and when I came back in it looked like it has snowed all over my kitchen table. Aiden had managed to pull the table cloth over so that he could get his little hands on the salt shaker and just had a party with it. Salt was EVERYWHERE.


UGGGGGH! All over him, the table, the dog, the floor, the chairs, IN HIS EYELASHES. I'm thankful he didn't get any in his eyes.

Just another fun day in the life of the Callas family!