Conversations with toddlers

Main characters:
Shelby:  2 years old
Andrew:  3 years old
Me:  The mother of Andrew and sitter for Shelby

The kids are in the living room with me playing with lego's.

Shelby:  "No Andew I want the wed (red) one."

Andrew:  "Mine, Selby!"

Shelby:  "Look Elwen (Ellen)  I make a wocket." (rocket)

The lego's lasted a whole 5 minutes, left for me to either clean up or scream every time I step on one!


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Shelby: "Andew what you eatin?"

Andrew:  "Samich"

Shelby:  "Samich, yummy, I eat sceddi o's"

Andrew:  "otay Selby"

Me:  giggle, giggle.


 after lunch:

Andrew:  "I done Mommy, I need to poop."

Shelby:  "Andew need to poop?", "Andew need to poop?"

Andrew:  "Selby no! I go poop!"

Me:  "Shelby, why are you laying on the floor like that? Are you going poop?"

Shelby:  "I do poop like Andew."

I spray the area with air freshener, to stop my gag reflex and dry heaves.

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Me:  Shelby, eat your yoguart with your spoon, not your fingers.  Eat like a big girl.
Shelby:  Eat like a big gurl?
Me:  Yes, don't you want to be a big girl?
Shelby:  No, I sit in the princess chair.

Ugh.. okay well one of us is definitely confused.  

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Andrew:  Mommy
Me:  Yes, Andrew
Andrew:  Notin
Shelby:  What wong Andew?
Shelby:  What wong Andew?
Andrew:  No, Selby, I talk to my mommy.

**All quiet now :)

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Shelby is  playing in her room nicely

Me:  Shelby where is Andrew?
Shelby: Me not know.

Me calling for Andrew, I notice Andrew hiding behind the curtains.

Me:  Andrew, when I call you, you need to answer me. I was scared you got lost.
Andrew:  Me no scared.
Me:  I was scared, not you.
Andrew: No be scared, I hide white (right) here.
Me:  Okay, thank you.

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I'm sitting on the couch and Shelby is sitting next to me.  Andrew walks in the room and sees Shelby sitting next to me. He gets mad and starts to walk away.

Shelby:  Andew you wanna be my fwiend?
Shelby:  Andew you wanna be my fwiend?
Andrew:  ARRRRR (SCREAM)
Me:  What's wrong Andrew?
Andrew: Selby! Me not her fwiend!
Shelby:  Elwen you be my fwiend?
Me:  Of course Shelby.

The two people who keep my day interesting.

A day at the beach...

Those of you who have been paying attention, Chris and I moved away from our home town.  We moved about 3 hours south to Palm Bay.  So far, what I've seen the town is awesome, everything is near by.  Hotels, tons of restaurants, movies, shopping and last but definitely not least the beach.

We decided to go to the beach yesterday, which by the way is only about 10 to 20 minutes from where we live.  (depending on traffic)  Where we moved from, the closest beach was over and hour away.

Anyway, we loaded up Andrew our 3 year old, Emilie and her friend and headed off.  We left the house at 8am because Chris wanted to fish.  I guess you have to get there early to do that.

We get to the beach and the two girls, go right for the raging waves, (the waves here seem to be much more stronger and bigger than what we are used too.)
 They rolled around like baby seals in the surf and laughed and screamed and all that girly shit that makes your insides cringe.

Ten minutes into it, Emilie comes up to me and tells me she has to go poop!! REALLY.. DAMN IT!!
Before she gives me this information, Chris realizes he doesn't have everything he needs to fish.  So he leaves to go back the bait shop.

So, Chris is gone I'm left with 3 kids and one has to poop so bad she doing something that resembles the pee-pee dance.  I ask her to please just sit down and wait for her dad to come back. The bathrooms are up the beach a bit, not too far.  But I didn't want to have to bring all the kids and leave our stuff on the beach.

In the meantime, Em is still bitching she has to poop and now the truck load of sand she has in her bathing suit bottom is bothering her!!!  Well, what the hell, when you roll around in the ocean you're gonna get some hitch hiker's in your business.

Chris finally makes it back and Em and I take the walk to the bathroom and the showers.
We get into the bathroom area and Em decides she doesn't have to poop anymore!!!!!!
But, she's still bitching about the sand.  The bathroom showers don't work, so there are only the outside showers.  Even after I told her I would hold a beach towel around her while she rinsed off, she refused and threw a fit. (Mind you she's 8 years old, nothing on her resembles a grown woman or even the beginning of puberty)  I ended up having her take her bottoms off and I rinsed them out and used it like a wash cloth to clean her little girl business.
I lectured her the whole time about rolling around in the sand, and if she does it again, I WILL NOT bring her back to the bathrooms.  She will have to take care of it in the ocean.  She said she still didn't have to poop, I informed her, that this is her chance.. if she got the urge again, that she can do that in the ocean too and Dad can use it as bait.

We get back to the beach, and Chris is happy fishing, Em's friend is searching for seashells and my little Andrew is playing in the sand.  He refuses to go anywhere near the water.  He was seriously terrified!
I sit down on my chair under the umbrella and grab my phone to read and my bag is filled with sand.
While Chris is off by the water fishing he didn't notice our little sand flea making a sand castle inside of my bag which contains everything I don't want to get sand on.

I remember the days when Chris and I would go to the beach alone, before we had kids.  I would just sit there and relax without a care in the world.  I should have cherished those days.
Because they are long gone!!!!

Chris caught one small fish which he threw back

Thanks for reading.
xoxo

To believe or not to believe?

I grew up in a catholic family, where I was required to attend first communion, confirmation.
Go to church every Sunday and pretend to listen to the old man dressed in gowns.

I've always believed in God, Jesus and the Holy Ghost.

I try to live my life without much sin, the big one's really. No killing, cheating and stuff like that.
I do believe I will go to heaven when I pass.

I never really prayed until I had children, I mostly say my night time prayers which include keeping my children safe, happy and healthy.

Until just recently, I've been thinking about my life and my children's life.
I feel like our life is upside down right now and I need guidance of some sort.
I have never asked God for silly things, like money.

Money and success is something that you make yourself.

Well, right now I feel like I'm out of options.  I can't just sit back impatiently waiting for the cash to roll in.
So, I've asked God in a not so selfish way to please help our family from the horrible time we are going through right now.

I've prayed more in the last month than ever.  Still no answer!

I was told to just ask once and then thank him for listening.

So I asked, then I thanked him for listening.. but did he really hear me? Because, I'm still waiting!

We are selling our very last things just to live!

So, do I believe in what people call faith?  Or, is it up to each of us to make our own destiny?
I'm a ticking time bomb.. something inside me will explode.. my head, my heart, my patience!

I can sit here and say, that's it I'm gonna stop asking.  But, I'm so desperate for a miracle I have to keep asking, begging for mercy.

Hopefully, this will be my last depressing post, well at least for a while.

Thanks for reading
xoxo

The cat fight within

There is a cat fight within a vessel, the soul is confused to whom will win the battle.

The loving muscle, nestled deep inside is pumping with life and sadness, it's screaming for release.

The intellect is strong and mighty, determined to win the battle. 

The warm salty liquid up to the brim, but just like the tide goes back in. 

The mentality is certain that the outcome will be in her favor, it pushes back the tears and tries to convince the muscle to listen to reason.  

Why does the loving muscle tremor with fear?

The soul knows that the fragile heart will win this battle, the tears will fall.  But, the intellect will prevail and lead the vessel in the right direction. 

Week one update....

Well, it's been a week since we moved from my home town.  The day we moved my sister, her daughters, Chris' sister came over to help us load up the truck.  It was a nice day, until we slammed the Uhaul door closed, then the tears started to flow. I really didn't think I would be upset when I left.  But, when I saw my sister cry (which she doesn't do often) I broke down. What I really got me was leaving my nieces, I was there for both of their births and have been a huge part of my life. I always told Chris that I would never leave my hometown while my Mom was still alive.  The last couple years of her life, she lived with me and my family.  She did pass away October 2011.

So, we said our goodbyes, Chris and Emilie rode in the Uhaul and Andrew and I rode in our truck.
I decided to call my friend Shirley and tell her that we were on our way out of town.  She didn't answer and I started to leave a voice mail.  All of a sudden it hit me and I could no longer understand what the hell I was saying.  I was so upset I cursed and hung up the phone.

Two and a half hours later, we arrive in Palm Bay.  I looked around nervous that I know I'm going to get lost so easy in this place. The first thing I noticed was palm trees everywhere... I grew up with palm trees in my yard so of course they are no big thing to me.  But, they look so cheesy and touristy.

Until we can save up enough money with Chris' new job, we will be staying with my friend Kyley and her family.  It's not easy living with another family, not really having  your own space.  But, I am very grateful that they are so welcoming to invite us into their home.

A couple days after we arrived, my son who is 3.. whined to me that he wants to go home. I tried to explain to him, that this is our home for now. When I heard his little voice and confusion, it made me very upset.  I did try to explain to him before we moved what will happen. But shit he's 3!!!
It's like explaining to a dog before he goes to the vet to get his business removed.

After speaking with him about where our home is now, and we won't be going back where we came from, it made me very sad and homesick myself.  I couldn't help but wonder if we made a mistake by coming here.

Chris and I both wanted to make a change in our lives, a fresh start with out people around us with so much drama and negativity.  It's easy considering we only know Kyley and her husband.

Our second day here, we were all going out to breakfast, when I realized that I couldn't find my 12 year old Chihuahua.  I frantically ran around the house and outside. I decided we should walk up the sidewalk and look for him. As we are calling out his name, to a dog who I believe is going deaf. A lady from across the street calls me over.  She found him in her yard. She had already called Animal Control.  So I had to get on the phone with Animal Control and promise them that I would get a chip put into my dog.

I enrolled Emilie in her new school, by the way seems much more different than any school in Marion County. This school is laid back, the kids are allowed to actually play on the playground.  Emilie informed me after we moved that she hasn't played on the playground at her school since she was in the 1st grade.  Sorry, that is just weird to me!!  Also, she is allowed to bring snack into class. She is also allowed to erase her mistakes!!!!
 I was curious to what they were teaching as far as math.  From what I've seen from Em's homework, the 2 counties are basically in the same area.  I was really worried that they would be ahead of her old school.

What I love about this area is, everything is so close.  I could walk to Winn Dixie if I wanted to.  I don't think I will ever want to walk there tho!  (not much of a walker)
A movie theater, Carrabbas, so far I've seen like 3 Walmart's in a five mile radius.
Lastly, the inter coastal is only maybe 10 minutes away!!!!!
You can smell the salt in the air no matter where you go, there is always a nice breeze.
I can really see us staying here for a long time.

So, that is basically what happened in the last week.. nothing too dramatic.. THANK GOD!!

Thanks for reading
xoxo