From the mouths of babes

Sometimes these are just too good not to share.

Quinn jumping up and down non stop:

Jess-where do you get all of this energy?

Quinn- I eat too much

Quinn and his new friend 'Siri':

Quinn- Green power waner

Siri- I don't understand 

Quinn- (determined voice) Green power waner

Siri- that's an interesting question I don't understand

This went on for 10 freaking minutes!!!

Middle of the night sleep walking potty run:

On his way back to bed he missed the ladder and cracked his head on his loft bed.

Quinn- ahh Quintin that hurt (note: talks to self in third person while sleep walking)

He quickly scooted up ladder grabbed pillow and made a run for our bed post haste.

Bath time:

Dad- knock it off, you know better stop splashing

Quinn- keeps splashing

Dad- is there a reason your not listening?!?!

Quinn- it's the last time I'm going to be able to splash as a kid! (I hope you read that with a little kid whiny voice)

Evidently he thinks 4 is entering adulthood...

Savella wait and see

A non child related post:

Today marks day number 1 of the very expensive new "miracle " drug that is going to cure me Ha again I say HaHaHa.  While reading the lovely little print out I found out I may start sweating uncontrollably so watch out world here comes stinky!! This is the third so called holy grail medicine that I've tried so needless to say from past experience my hopes aren't up. But on the other hand the head jerking and numb face can stop anytime. Now I just need to convince my self to stop googling Savella because the mix of total horror stories and the delusional reviews claiming this stuff is the best thing since sliced bread is kind of freaking me out. Not to mention the yellow sticker yelling at me that my bottle of perfectly scrumptious wine has to be put on the shelf. Here's  to crossing fingers that I don't smell like dirty gym clothes and that my heart doesn't explode from my chest and maybe I get a bit of relief so I can snuggle little man with out cringing in pain.

Bwahahahaha

So I have a lot of catch up to do with this blog vacations, funny random stuff ect... But this is too good not to share and I don't want to forget this. 

So Quinn is basically for all intensive purpose potty trained! Yesterday on the way home from the store he announces that he has to PEEEEE. We are on the highway maybe 5 minutes from home with no where to really stop so I told him he would have to wait. Well no such luck a whopping 2 minutes later there is a little voice from the back seat "mommy I pee in my pants" ok not a big deal my fault... Hauled him inside to get him cleaned up striped him down in his bed room asked him if he needed the potty, he promptly said NO! I turned around to get clothes of the dresser when I turned around he is still standing there but he is now PEEING on my eff'n floor!!! The fury spread across my face and I yelled WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?! Best response ever comes out of this kids mouth... Mommy me write my name! As he smiles up at me with the proudest look possible I audibly bust a gut while failing to hold onto my pissed mom face. So my child who can't write his name with a pencil thinks he can with his weee! So this is a wanted post whoever taught him this I am looking for you, my likely suspects include 3 grandfathers....

Getting Away

We have a real vacation on the books and I can't wait!! A few days with my tush in the sand is long overdue! This time we are going just the 3 of us so it will be a quiet trip no big plans no rushing just chilling out trying not to get too lobster fried on the beach. To make the trip a bit easier I decided we would fly, now I'm rethinking this whole idea but too late now the tickets are purchased. So here's the list of things I'm currently a bit mental about since I have only flown once before and my husband and son have never been near an airport...

Packing... What to take what not to take, I have a freaking toddler to take with all his stuff and I plan to do this in carry on baggage only. I may officially be nuts!!

Security... Not at all worried about my son here. I figure I can make up a really cool story about the x-Ray machine being anything closely related to super Hero and he will gladly step in raise his arms and trot out the other side. My husband on the other hand scares me, he's the type to become belligerent for  no reason piss off the security guards and then we will end up security hell for who knows how long. I just keep having flash backs of the verizon store incident, he just has no clue when to shut up.

The actual flight... Again I'm flying with a 2 year old on a flight where we are split up so dad is like 4 rows ahead. I see this is going to be a problem, because I can guarantee half way through the flight he will be screaming for him like the call of wild and scrambling over and under anything or one in his way to get to his precious daddy. My only solace is called Benadryl, and I will officially be a bad parent but I'm not sure I care. 

Car rental... Planning on renting a child seat and honestly a bit worried that it will not be adequate. I have pretty high standards for road travel I just don't trust that this is going to be ok.

The short layover I'm not sure if I'm worried or blessed with, I have no idea what the Atlanta airport is like so it will be a surprise. 

Things I know that are going to be awesome... our rental house is super cute! The beach! Seashells! Long walks! Lazy days! Fresh seafood! Scrimps! Letting little man chase seagulls! Sand castles!  Did I say seashells??   

Eventful

We welcomed my nephew into the world this weekend and boy was it eventful! Little dude started to make an entrance Friday afternoon and didn't make his first showing till Sunday morning! He had a rough start since he came sunny side up with the cord around neck. he is currently resting in the nicu till he is breathing a bit easier. Since he is being observed no one has really had a chance to spend much time with him and introductions to his siblings and cousins are on hold. 

I decided to show Quinn a picture of his new cousin since he has been pretty anxious to find out what was in his aunts belly. I made sure that the picture I showed him was before all of the medical interventions so no scary tubes or oxygen mask. And to my surprise he was a bit freaked out by the sight of the baby... After a bit of prodding he explained that the baby had a big boo boo on his belly. This lead to much discussion on umbical cords and our first session of endless toddler questions. 

Do all babies have ropes on their bellies

Where is my rope

Where is your rope

Where do they go

You cut it

It falls off

Why is it black

Why is it white

It hurts

Where does it tie

For the hundredth time where is my rope

Has the baby pooped?!?!?

Oh my.....

So this is what you get when you leave your child with a bunch of girls for an afternoon "an epic dress up session"

It starts as a big floppy bow

Learning styling techniques 

Some blue Mimi esque eyeshadow and a  frilly pink tutu dress. It's pretty classy, and check out those legs!!!

The constant stream of photos defiantly made a long work day a bit more enjoyable!

Observations

1. After 2.5 years my child has his own bed and is sleeping in it regularly! I know I'm supposed to happy about this and sleeping better but honestly I hate it. I miss my snuggle time and spend the whole night listening for him.

2. Toddler imagination never ceases to amaze me!! My little guy thinks he is magical and makes fireworks, he takes his stance punches into the sky a screams pow just as they burst. Sweetest thing ever and at the end when everyone claps he thinks they are clapping for him. I guess I have a little Harry Potter!

3. Need to invest in hotel locks for the doors!! Knob covers have been completely figured out and are too easily taken off. Really tired of chasing the dog down the street because just about every chance he gets they are escaping. Maybe not Harry Potter but Houdini, either way he's kind of magical! 

4. If you don't want it stolen and hid in the most obscure place you should keep it on your person!!! The boy child seems to know the things that you need the most and very swiftly relocates them to the ends of the earth.... A quick list:

Will's work keys- a bucket full of car toys

A piece from his bed- behind the toliet

Screws for his bed- down the register vent

Full roll of toliet paper- successfully shoved and flushed!

And that list is from a 24 hour period. Sometimes I feel like I missed my calling as a an integration officer and dectective!