There is no picture to accompany this. We watch the Super Nanny every once in a while, mostly just to make us feel like excellent parents, and also to remind us to make Ethan swiffer, take his plate, and not turn into a brat.
So JoJo the super nanny told a kid last week that Penelope the Pacifier Fairy needed all his pacifiers and that he should leave them in the mailbox, then he would find a nice prize in the mailbox the next morning. Sure! Great! We're ready.
I glitter up an envelope, we make a big deal out of it... Penelope wrote him a letter asking for his pacifiers for all the new babies, this is how it went down:
Me: Blah blah blah.. "so go find all your pacifier and we'll put them in Penelope's envelope"
Him: But I don't want to
Me: Oh, but all those babies need them, and Penelope will leave you a cool prize in the morning
Him: Nope (Takes all the pacifiers, runs to his room, then comes out with each one in his mouth and says "NOPE!" ... there were 3 trips)
8:30 pm "Mom, I'm ready now for Canelpeepee"
8:35 Pacifiers are sealed and in the mailbox
9:30 pm "Go get my paci out of the mailbox!!!" The flag is still up" Go get it!!"
I was strong! I did not go get those pacifiers. Penelope had already taken them, she had flown away! Now all we could do was wait for our prize!
8:00 am Received three suckers and a Miami Dolphins jersey. Score. Worth it.
8:00 pm today: " I wonder what Canelpeepee will bring tonight?"
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Minutia alert. This one's gonna be a doozy. Nana is out of school now and has little to do other than pester me to post (I kid, I kid)... and that Nana wants ALL the details of our vacay, so... other readers, you've been warned.
We drove and drove and drove. We picked up Nana and PawPaw's trailer and gigantic diesel guzzler and headed South. We made stops just about everywhere you can make a stop. Finally at the Diamond Shamrock in Corsicana, Texas (they sell ice cream AND nudie magazines!) we got an ice cream treat and no nudie magazines. I told you this was going to be detailed!
We arrived in Waco for our first night of camping just in time to hook up the trailer and hit the pool.
Ethan loves bridges, tunnels, basically any structure that spans water, trees, rocks, or another structure... so this was a big treat. "I go over the bridge!.. You see that?"
Ethan met two boys at the pool, who naturally became named Waco. We kept telling him that we were going to Waco and we would get in the pool, so I guess he was looking for a concrete representation of Waco. Now all young men between the ages of 5 and 9 are Waco.
I, personally, don't feel like I'm on vacation until I can eat cookies naked on the couch. Just a little something I passed on to Ethan.
Waco was a quick stop enroute to our final destinaton: The Blazin Star Luxury RV Resort. We're trailer people now. I'm not sure that anything subsequent will live up to the Blazin' Star. We had a nice "yard" for our gross motor sports... it had an excellent playground and a lovely pool. We could have signed up for massages and card tournaments (for real!), or visited the arcade in the clubhouse. When not at Sea World, we were in the pool, or (woops!) locked out of our trailer. My bad. It was totally my fault. Luckily, that fine husband of mine has been workin' out and fit through that iiidy biiidy door that SOME OTHER GUY'S key opened. Hmmm. Suprisingly, that was our only trailer goof-up. All the wheels stayed on, nothing got broken.
We all had a really nice, relaxing, fun time and we wished we could have stayed longer. There were suprisingly many young families at the Blazin' Star. We thought we'd be the anomoly amongst blue jumpsuits and velcro shoes... but we were pleasantly suprised. There were kids everywhere... and they were all named Waco?!
We came back through Shreveport on our way home and spent some time with our brown-eyed cousins (and Sue too!). We ditched the deisel in Little Rock and we're thankful to be back in our gas-guzzler at a mere $4 bucks a gallon. I could do a whole commentary on the culture of truck stops... I'll keep Nana waiting for that one. I could also comment on the snobbery of the RV world. It put me back to wanting those hi-top Reebocks in the 4th grade. There is definately some BRAND COMPARISON in the RV world. How long's your rig? You got pull-outs? Cable? You're pulling it with what? I don't know if my key will open your door- you're rig looks too old. WOW!
Did I spell anomoly right up there? I'm sure Nana will tell me. If everyone else is bored, then I have done Nana proud. At least I'm not going to send you a christmas card... think of it that way.
Looking forward to our next vacation!!! E
We drove and drove and drove. We picked up Nana and PawPaw's trailer and gigantic diesel guzzler and headed South. We made stops just about everywhere you can make a stop. Finally at the Diamond Shamrock in Corsicana, Texas (they sell ice cream AND nudie magazines!) we got an ice cream treat and no nudie magazines. I told you this was going to be detailed!
We arrived in Waco for our first night of camping just in time to hook up the trailer and hit the pool.
Ethan loves bridges, tunnels, basically any structure that spans water, trees, rocks, or another structure... so this was a big treat. "I go over the bridge!.. You see that?"
Ethan met two boys at the pool, who naturally became named Waco. We kept telling him that we were going to Waco and we would get in the pool, so I guess he was looking for a concrete representation of Waco. Now all young men between the ages of 5 and 9 are Waco.
I, personally, don't feel like I'm on vacation until I can eat cookies naked on the couch. Just a little something I passed on to Ethan.
Waco was a quick stop enroute to our final destinaton: The Blazin Star Luxury RV Resort. We're trailer people now. I'm not sure that anything subsequent will live up to the Blazin' Star. We had a nice "yard" for our gross motor sports... it had an excellent playground and a lovely pool. We could have signed up for massages and card tournaments (for real!), or visited the arcade in the clubhouse. When not at Sea World, we were in the pool, or (woops!) locked out of our trailer. My bad. It was totally my fault. Luckily, that fine husband of mine has been workin' out and fit through that iiidy biiidy door that SOME OTHER GUY'S key opened. Hmmm. Suprisingly, that was our only trailer goof-up. All the wheels stayed on, nothing got broken.
We all had a really nice, relaxing, fun time and we wished we could have stayed longer. There were suprisingly many young families at the Blazin' Star. We thought we'd be the anomoly amongst blue jumpsuits and velcro shoes... but we were pleasantly suprised. There were kids everywhere... and they were all named Waco?!
We came back through Shreveport on our way home and spent some time with our brown-eyed cousins (and Sue too!). We ditched the deisel in Little Rock and we're thankful to be back in our gas-guzzler at a mere $4 bucks a gallon. I could do a whole commentary on the culture of truck stops... I'll keep Nana waiting for that one. I could also comment on the snobbery of the RV world. It put me back to wanting those hi-top Reebocks in the 4th grade. There is definately some BRAND COMPARISON in the RV world. How long's your rig? You got pull-outs? Cable? You're pulling it with what? I don't know if my key will open your door- you're rig looks too old. WOW!
Did I spell anomoly right up there? I'm sure Nana will tell me. If everyone else is bored, then I have done Nana proud. At least I'm not going to send you a christmas card... think of it that way.
Looking forward to our next vacation!!! E
Saturday, June 14, 2008
We're back from Sea World! Our only regret is not staying longer. I'll post more pics of the WHOLE trip later, but my digital card is in the car, and I'm on the
couch. I do have the disc with waterproof camera pics...
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When given the opportunity to hug the stuffed dolphin, this is where Ethan placed himself. He got closer with prodding, but he got that scared smile that is bigger than it should be.
He was lots more comfy with the real deal. We fed them some fish.
My poor little guy measures in at 35 inches. When you enter the park, you go to the measure booth and get an arm band designating which rides you can ride. Being a 35 incher earns you a "future rider band" and limits you to Pete's Pinwheel, Happy Harbour, and THE LOG RIDE (more later!)
I had grown tired of the Happy Harbour, where masses of kids run about sprayers, spouts, showers, and about a foot of water, and I talked Ethan (and Shaun) into going on the log ride. It states that as long as you are not a hand-held infant, and are accompanied by a "responsible adult" (yours truly), then petite boys are allowed to ride. GREAT! So I talk my boys into it, we wait in line for less than 15 minutes, then we climb into our personal log. Ethan's real excited on the way up... his arms are in the air, he's screaming, we're talking about the waterfall... THEN WE WENT DOWN THE WATERFALL. He was terrified. Screaming, crying, laughing all at the same time. I thought we were done. He kept saying "I wanna go back to the water place, I wanna go back to the water place" I told him we were getting out of that log, and we were going. THEN THE LOG WENT BACK UP THE HILL. Oh my. This is when Shaun and I start apologizing. "Just one more waterfall, oh its going to be so fun, oh here it comes, Daddy will hold on to you, you can scream if you want, here it comes, just one more... I'm so sorry... no we can't get off, ooh, here it comes, hold on tight." It was in my top ten mother mistakes. We finally get off the blessed log, get back to the water place AND. IT'S. CLOSED. Some kid got a bloody nose and they had to clean it out. WHAT? Explain that. We got an 8 dollar turkey wrap and went to watch the sea lions instead.
Shamu really does jump out of the water like that. It was cool. I only bought one waterproof camera (despite staying suprisingly and disappointingly dry and hot on our first day), so my pictures don't span the whole trip. I forgot it would run out.
I'll post more tomorrow if I get to my car.
:) E
couch. I do have the disc with waterproof camera pics...
border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211953540201572706" />When given the opportunity to hug the stuffed dolphin, this is where Ethan placed himself. He got closer with prodding, but he got that scared smile that is bigger than it should be.
He was lots more comfy with the real deal. We fed them some fish.
My poor little guy measures in at 35 inches. When you enter the park, you go to the measure booth and get an arm band designating which rides you can ride. Being a 35 incher earns you a "future rider band" and limits you to Pete's Pinwheel, Happy Harbour, and THE LOG RIDE (more later!)
I had grown tired of the Happy Harbour, where masses of kids run about sprayers, spouts, showers, and about a foot of water, and I talked Ethan (and Shaun) into going on the log ride. It states that as long as you are not a hand-held infant, and are accompanied by a "responsible adult" (yours truly), then petite boys are allowed to ride. GREAT! So I talk my boys into it, we wait in line for less than 15 minutes, then we climb into our personal log. Ethan's real excited on the way up... his arms are in the air, he's screaming, we're talking about the waterfall... THEN WE WENT DOWN THE WATERFALL. He was terrified. Screaming, crying, laughing all at the same time. I thought we were done. He kept saying "I wanna go back to the water place, I wanna go back to the water place" I told him we were getting out of that log, and we were going. THEN THE LOG WENT BACK UP THE HILL. Oh my. This is when Shaun and I start apologizing. "Just one more waterfall, oh its going to be so fun, oh here it comes, Daddy will hold on to you, you can scream if you want, here it comes, just one more... I'm so sorry... no we can't get off, ooh, here it comes, hold on tight." It was in my top ten mother mistakes. We finally get off the blessed log, get back to the water place AND. IT'S. CLOSED. Some kid got a bloody nose and they had to clean it out. WHAT? Explain that. We got an 8 dollar turkey wrap and went to watch the sea lions instead.
Shamu really does jump out of the water like that. It was cool. I only bought one waterproof camera (despite staying suprisingly and disappointingly dry and hot on our first day), so my pictures don't span the whole trip. I forgot it would run out.
I'll post more tomorrow if I get to my car.
:) E
Sunday, June 01, 2008
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