Party Like A Pirate

I have this thing about birthdays ever since I can remember my birthday has been plagued with bad juju from stubbed toes, stomach flu, to forgotten 16th birthdays. This has made me a bit nuts when it comes to Quinn, I decided that this child will never know what a miserable birthday is. I will absorb whatever bad juju is thrown at me just so long as I can make his birthdays amazing till the day I die! 

Today was the big day and another awesome over the top party is in the books! I'm totally exhausted after this one. There were so many last minute things this year from balloons to cake but everyone that helped pulled through and we got it done just in time. But at the end of the day all that matters is that Quinn had the most awesome special day that this mom could dream up. 

This year the queen of theme birthdays went with pirates, because let's face it who doesn't like yelling out ARRR MATEY and quoting Jack Sparrow "Where's the rum gone?!?!". My crazy gets a bit out there, all little kid birthdays MUST have a dress up component so the theme has to be chosen wisely. If I were to let Quinn be the sole deciding factor I'd run the risk of having to dress up all the kids as Paw Patrol dogs. Don't get me wrong Paw Patrol would be cool but my mom would kill me, I come up with cockamamie ideas and she executes the overly crafty stuff. So the designer  part of my brain decided we needed a big boat, tatoo parlor, dress up, treasure, and of course a ton of balloons. The kids all had a great time and behaved like perfect little scalawags. And best of all Quinn thought it was great and just might love me even a little bit more after today.

My dad wasn't pleased but he sure did look festive

Even the goofy big kids like to play

Best big kid gift ever!

I tried to get him to wake up tonight to turn 4 years old, but in true fashion this kid feel asleep 15 minutes early and not a bomb could have got him up. I just sang happy birthday at the top of my lungs to a kid that was out cold that told me to go away while he pushed at my face. Oh well maybe I'll have better luck next year getting him to celebrate at midnight.  

Choosing Joy

So I have been sitting here tonight scrolling through the 1,000 Quinn photos I have taken this past year and realized we have done some pretty amazing things with some awesome people! Sometimes I forget just how truly blessed my little family is to have such great friends and family that we get to share life with. Lately I kind of feel like 'adulting' has been harder than it needs to be, and I feel silly because clearly I'm hung up on one little moment. All I have to do is look through all these memories and see how much we have done and all the little things that have brought so much joy.

Planting feathers (he was convinced that with a bit of water and sun he could grow a bird)

 (first concert since college!!)

T ball super star he just so happened to batt lefty

Fireworks with friends even the grumpy cat in the back...

VACATION!!! Seriously this is my happy place

Butterfly house with nana and cousins. Quinn's aunt wouldn't come, she's afraid of butterflies...

Coolest museum exhibit in the history of museums! TMA Rocks

What families are made of

Us and all of our weird out in the open

This is a total photo bomb but this blog is about making myself happy and adding joy to my life and these moments are my joy. This little boy and all of the great people in our life make every minute worth it, so though I may complain and even whine about life this is really what it's all about.

Birthday Time!!

It's that time of year again, Quinn is about to be FOUR!! So I'm still that mom and back on my perfect party war path. This year we decided the theme will be pirates complete with dress up,  a home made pirate ship, and any over abundance of goofy pirate talk. My Pinterest addiction is at its peak and I have too many ideas this year https://www.pinterest./jessie2284/party-like-a-pirate/. I'm feeling a bit behind but the invites were actually sent out on time and we made one rockin pirate ship! Amazing what can be done with boxes, duct tape, and a load of .99 cent spray paint! This party is going to be a total score in the cool mom book.

Oups

Ok mega epic fail... So my schedule has changed and l get the pleasure of bringing little dude to his preschool classes now!! Super excited about this, it's one of the things that was making me feel like I was failing in the mom department. I finally have met his teacher and all seems right in the world. He comes to the Y three days a week and his Monday Wednesday class is the same and his Friday is math. Here I am walking him in on Friday thinking that his class is in the same room because it's the only one set up all cute. Well I just dropped him off in the wrong flippin class. No one said anything!!! So now I'm sitting here and have no idea what to do!!! Maybe it's me but don't you think the teacher would have said something like hey your kids not in this class... Oh well kinda the story of my life one fail at a time

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....