12.27.2011

The Tattletale Book

One of the staff at the Boys and Girls Club has an interesting way to pacify tattletales.

 Behold the Tattletale Book:

The first graders are notorious tattletales. So instead of fielding whiners all day, she has them write their complaints in the book. It is one of the best things ever.

Here we see the inner stuggles of the first graders.

 He was winee becus i seb thet i am not his frenb

 Anthony is said somethig bad to jaime bye have a good da


Fabion kicked me in the face u laitlle 

Anthony pook me on the eye

 

Gabrooll sed that Jamy was a cri baby

We can't forget the problem child, Nia.

Nia push Anthonys

Nia was fitien with me

Nia is being minn


 Nia boses us arond

And my personal favorite includes an emotional piece of art.


Sedistn M. Sedistn is eat my (chip)
Sedistn is min

The end.

12.24.2011

Merry Christmas

A gift for you:


12.21.2011

The Mom Curse

I know I talk a lot of trash about Pee-Baby, but the truth is: I am in sweet sweet love with him.
I wake up excited every morning and skip into his room. His toothless grin is better than warm early morning sunshine. His chubby leg stumps make me giddy. And his baby bald spot feeds my soul.

I always believed that once I had kids my fun would be over. Life would be torturous and filled with regret.
Wrong.

Having a kid is awesome.
I love everything he does.  I sigh when he grabs my face. I melt when he cuddles with me. I even think it's cute when he takes a dump on me.


There are a couple of negatives though. That's right, I'm talkin about the mom curse.
Once you have a kid your entire image molts and what you are left with is not pretty. Everything as you know it is swept aside and replaced with sweatpants. 

Before Kids:


After Kids:


I smell like spit-up all the time. I don't shower everyday. My bum is flabby like my boobs.

Every once in a while I get a good nights sleep and pull myself together.

But being Cryin Ryan's mom is my favorite thing ever and worth the crusty spit up and dried pee that splatters my clothes.