booze, biscuits, and bassinets
Time 2021-11-22 10:25:21Web Name: booze, biscuits, and bassinets
WebSite: http://www.boozebiscuitsandbassinets.com
ID:245461
Keywords:
biscuits,booze,bassinets,and,Description:
keywords: description:Conversation between Shari (the saint of a woman who runs the home daycare Teddy goes to) and myself while dropping Teddy off:
Shari: How was the weekend?Me: Pretty good. We went swimming with the Berre's and hada blast. Teddy kept trying to squirm out of our arms in the pool so he got one timeout for not listening.Shari: (laughing) He's trying to get out of your arms because he can swim. He doesn't need you to hold him.Me: I'm sorry, what? Wait...what?
Keep in mind at this point it's August. She has a pool and on the first day she explained that she taught all of the kids to swim, and that during the summer they would swim every day. I've gotten lots of fun pics of splashing, kicking legs, and jumping in. She said he was swimming and getting so much better each day. In my mind - this obviously just meant that he was comfortable in the water and having fun.
Shari: (Still laughing uncontrollably) I told you he could swim. He can go about 5 feet by himself. They jump in from the steps and swim to me, and then back.Me: Are you telling me that my 1.5 year old can swim? Shari: (Tears in her eyes now) Yes, Ellen. He can swim. He really loves holding his breath and swimming at the bottom. That's his favorite. Next time you are swimming with him, tell him to hold his breath and pull him to the bottom. You can place your foot on his back so he can stay at the bottom for a few seconds. He loves it.Me: Shari. Did you just tell me that you step on my child, while he's under water?Shari: (Doubled over in laughter now)Me: I need to sit down. (I walk into the house and sit down in the front room). Are you serious right now?Shari: Come over tomorrow afternoon and you can swim with us and I can show you.Me: No no. If I see you step on him underwater, I will have a heart attack, scar the kid for life and he will never want to swim again. He's still alive - so it must work. I just don't want to see it.
I'll spare you theword for word 30 minute conversation where I grilled her. I needed step by step instructions of what she does. All of it makes perfect sense and is VERY safe, but this anxious momma could have NEVER pulled it off. NEVER.
Well, turns out that she was right. He can swim. He absolutely loves the water. I can GUARANTEE that I had zero part in teaching him how to swim. Just a happy by-product of having a very experienced day care provider. Readers: Obviously - do notstep on any children while they'reunder thewater. Leave that to the professionals. If it were up to me he would still be wearing floaties and barely getting his hair wet.
Some of our summer fun (praise Jesus that he loves the water as much as we do):
We specifically went to Rough Creek Lodge a few weeks later just to have access to a pool and see this "swimming" for ourselves:
Fast forward a summer and here's a video from June 2014:
0comments Wednesday, July 23, 2014 Toddlers, Tantrums, and Time outsThat's what I should rename this blog: Toddlers, Tantrums, and Time Outs. That's what my life consists of at the moment. A cute little rambunctious toddler. He runs everywhere. He loves the sound his shoes make on the hard wood floors so he really stomp runs, and then runs in place once he's gotten to his destination. A toddler who thinks he's invincible and has no fear. He wants to climb. He wants to jump. He wants to climb up and then jump. He's covered head to toes in bruises.
The cute little toddler mentioned above disappears in an instant when he's not getting his way. Just try to remove him from the park before he is ready to leave. Gaaah. It's like he's tapped into every fear I have: being stared at, judged, and loud noises. First, the 100th percentile head is thrown back with such force it's a blessing he hasn't knocked him self out. Then, here come the jello legs and arms. There's no way to pick him up without some sort of awkward chase. Wait for it...what's next... a cry, right?It's not a cry with tears. It's not a stomp of the foot. It's a piercing shriek. I don't know another way to describe it. He inhales and shrieks at the top of his lungs until his lips turn blue, and then he repeats. Meanwhile, every eye is on me. How will I react? Am I responding appropriately? Am I torturing my son? Should they call police?
Time Outs. Wow. Who would have ever thought thata time out could be so painful? Again - our kiddo plays us like a fiddle. We started time outs around his first birthday when you could see him making willful choices not to listen. He sits in the kitchen and the microwave timer counts down his 60 seconds of torture. He has several different techniques to combat the time out. Sometimes he just cries (not the shriek mentioned above - that's only saved for company or public outings when we are at our weakest). The guilt trip (he's half Georgian after all)...he will yell "why" or my heart wrenching favorite "love you" the full 60 seconds. The cute diversion. He'll sit there happily and try to sneak into the living room. Once eye contact is made, he will give you the best smile ever and wave and say, "hi."
Apparently he's advanced for his age - he started the terrible two's around 1.5 years. Maybe they should add that to the chart they give you at the pediatricians office?
What's this magical ice with bright colors and a spoon all of my own?
Might need two hands to tackle this miracle from above.
It's all gone?!?! Why?!?! Why?!?!?!
1 comments Monday, November 11, 2013 A few more firsts...First Valentine:Remember that post (way back when I posted regularly) where I told you TJ takes Teddy to the grocery store at the drop of a hat? Well, it's still true. It's so true that Teddy has quite the following at the local Tom Thumb. It freaked me out the first time I took him to the store. I felt like everyone was staring and about to question my right to have him with me. Teddy got several "hello's" and I got "Where's TJ?" Note to self: take your son grocery shopping more.
It happened sooner than I thought it would. Teddy received his first official Valentine. (My heart is breaking just typing this). A checker at the grocery store bought him a balloon and stickers. He loved it. She beat me to the punch. Barely one month past his first birthday and he got his first Valentine's...whew...the teenage years may be a little scary.
Yes, we did tie the balloon to him and watch him try to catch it. It's the little things in life.
First Birthday Party:While still recovering from my little boy getting a Valentine's day gift and flashing forward 15 years to a real girlfriend...I get another blow...he's been invited to his first official birthday party where I don't know the parents (Gavin is his best friend at daycare). We've seen his parent's during drop off / pick up, but we don't know know them, you know? A few pics from his first grown up party...soooo weird. Time slow down. Also, the drooling will stop eventually, right? Right? RIGHT?!?!
Who's surprised that TJ's having more fun than most of the kids? Not me.Our little drooly monster. Hopefully he'll outgrow bibs by High School.
1 comments Sunday, November 10, 2013 Anyone still here?Yeah - about that whole "updating my blog" thing. Whoopsies. It's very surreal to me that people read this. I write some posts and then forget to publish them. Then it's been a few months so why would I post them now? I've had a few requests for updates so I'm just going to back date some of these and we'll catch up over the last year. So just pretend that these next several posts were actually published and/or written at the time they occurred. Great, thanks.
Let's see...where did we last leave off in this journey? Teddy had just turned one. I gave you some insight into my family with my sister Carol and brother-in-law RIchy. Wow. Seems like we have a lot of ground of cover. I better start writing...
0comments Monday, August 12, 2013 Richard Edward Short
It takes me a good 5 minutes to explain what Teddys nameis. Well, at least his officialname. His birth certificate (not that Ihave it yet since you apparently have to pay for it and go to the courthouse toget it) reads Tilmon Edward Hurt.
Ill save the full story of his full name for later, butright now Id like to focus on the Edward part.Richard Edward Short, that is. Hesmy brother-in-law and today is his 40th birthday. The following are the 40 reasons that I lovehim and I promise this just skims the surface (broken down into categories):
Things that make me laugh:1.He says, Im going to be honest with you. It sounds like, Imma gonnabe honest widya.
2.Ask him to say, hamburger.
3.He screams at the top of his lungs and clapslike a little girl when hes being chased.
4.He hates boogers. For such a manly man, he literally cannotstand to have a booger near him. Forgetabout a poopy diaper. I would suggestchasing him with either, then refer to # above.
5.He doesnt understand technology. I think he might be part caveman. If it has more than an on and off switch,then dont waste your time.
6.He chews on straws. Always has.Its the weirdest thing ever.
7.He messes up common sayings like hes aforeigner or something. Like JesusToledo, instead of Holy Toledo, but my favorite is, If that was a snake, youdbe in jail. What?!?
8.Hes always doing something inappropriate whenno one is looking. Try to catch himsometime. Its the best. Its normally mouthing something to me thathe shouldnt or a crude hand gesture. Itmakes me laugh so hard.
9.He introduces Andrea, as My first wife, Debbie.Its so ridiculous and hes always done it.Nolan and Mason even call her Debbie Momma just to shake her up. We are currently working on getting Teddy tosay Debbie Andi.
10.Getting something in mail from him is likeChristmas morning, a really inappropriate Christmas morning. Packages show up with huge labels: TJs PenisPump, Let Yourself Into the House They Wont Care, ect. It gets worse but I cant even type themwithout cringing.
Things he loves:11.He has the best sense of adventure. He will eat just about anything. He loves the crazy exotic foods and is notscared to give it a shot.
12.Hunting. Thisis pretty self explanatory, but still he asked for a hunting trip for his 40thbirthday.
13.Risks. Heleft the comfort of his corporate job and started his own business. He knew he could it. He knew it would provide a better life forhis family. It wasnt easy and it wasntsafe.
14.He loves sports.All sports. This actually mightbe the biggest understatement ever. Heloves sports. He named his first bornson after Nolan Ryan for crying out loud.
15.He loves to pick on me. Endlessly and without compassion. In highschool, he called me Yellow Dog. (Thedog from Funny Farm that slept all of the time.) He took great joy in picking me on endlesslyany time that I dozed off which in fairness was quite a bit.
16.Competition.He loves a fight and its just in his soul. He loves everything about it. Whether its the world series or a casualchallenge to see who can eat the most shrimp at all you can eat buffet. Hes going to put 110% into it, and hedemands that you give the same thing.
17.Laughing.He has not had an easy life by any stretch of the imagination, but hesmade the most of it with true laughter.Laughs that makes your stomach hurt, eyes water, and shouldersshake. He is one of the top 5 funniestpeople I know. Hands down.
18.Surround him with good friends, good beer, and agood sporting event and he might never leave. If this occurs outside, in the cold, and by afire then you will be there until morning.
19.A clean house.Men can tend to be pretty messy (hes no exception) but when he gets ona cleaning roll (which is often), watch out.You might never find the remote again because he put it under thebathroom sink, but by God, the living room will be clean.
20.His boys.Hes the best father. Thebest. He loves taking them to thehunting club. To a ball game. Hesinvolved and I promise you that Nolan and Mason will never wonder if theirfather loved them. Its in his everyaction. Every game he attends, everyball he throws, every conversation he has, and every hug he gives.
Things I admire:21.Hes the most giving person and I know (and Immarried to TJ Hurt so that says something).He will give you the shirt off his back.He will go to the store buy a new shirt and then give you that one toojust so you have a spare. I have amillion stories for how giving he is.
22.His love of his family. He would do anything for them. He would protect them with his life, workhimself to the bone to provide for them, and go out of his way to lovethem. He gave me the ultimate example ofwhat to except in a husband and I am forever grateful. He loves her so well. He may not be one to write a poem or buyflowers but he loves extravagantly.
23.Hes a mans man. He nearly cut off his finger and instead ofgoing to the doctor he taped it with duct tape.I cant make that up. He istough. Real tough.
24.You cannot.I repeat. CAN NOT out drinkhim. Do not try. Im not condoning such activities but itreally is kind of amazing to see how much he can consume.
25.He is the ultimate provider. He will put food on the table no matter whatand it will come from the sweat of his brow and he will not brag about it. You probably will never know all of thethings hes had to do because he does not toot his own horn.
26.Hes a human lie detector. He sees through people in a second and cantell you within one meeting whether or not someone is a good person.
27.He listens to you. Most people just wait their turn totalk. He listens.
28.Hes just fun.Theres no other word for it. Hecan make going to the grocery store for bread an adventure. Hes the one you want to make sure you sitnext to at lunch. Hes the one you hopeyou get to ride in the car with because there wont be any awkward silence.
29.Hes the best uncle. He checks up on Teddy allof the time. ALL of the time. Hes not the most sensitive man (I literallyjust laughed because again thats a pretty big understatement) but he lovesTeddy so well.
30.His faith.It was so much fun to get to be Santa Claus for Nolan and Mason, and onething that I could always count on was Mike and Richy leaving for Midnight Masstogether. I love that he knows whatsmost important.
My favorite memories:31.He let me come on a date with him and Andrea. I was in the 5th grade when theystarted dating so he was basically Superman to me. He played baseball, had longer hair, the bestblue eyes ever, and he said I could come to the movies with them. Back then Andrea didnt have much need for anannoying little sidekick so getting to go to the movies with her and her dreamynew boyfriend was basically just short of a miracle for me.
32.Hes partly to blame for my competitiveness. Iremember challenging him to a race when he was talking about baseballconditioning at Truett McConnell. Hesmoked me. I could challenge him to arace today, and he would push me down before he let me beat him.
33.I was very lucky to be in the room when bothNolan and Mason were born. I will always cherish the moment when Andrea startedpushing and me and Richy made eye contact.It was a calm before the storm , and we were there for each other in thecraziness that ensued.
34.Sitting in Mellow Mushroom and having dinnerafter Mason was born. Andrea is stillprobably mad at how long we took, but we had a great dinner after such a hardday.
35.He surprised me for Teddys dedication. He hates flying. Period.I didnt even consider that he would make the trip. That meant the world to me, and I will tearup just thinking about it.
36.Hed push me off the couch, take off his socksand shoes, and wiggle his feet until Id rub them. It was the only way to get him to go away andhe can be quite stubborn.
37.He sings all of the time. Half the time I ignore his calls just so I canlisten to his voice mail. He will keepgoing until time runs out. His tends doa lot of Garth Brooks, but he also makes up his fair share too. I listen to my favorite ones on hard daysjust to make me smile.
38.I have a voice mail saved on my phone from8/21/11. I was pregnant and stillthrowing up constantly. He just wantedto check on me since he saw that I had called the house. Hes talking in a funny voice and beingridiculous, but hes checking on me.
39.I love the thousands of stupid conversations wehave without even speaking. We will makeeye contact from across the room and have a silent conversation by just makingfaces.
40.He pulls me in for the best bear hug ever, butthen will feel the need to shake me to death and mess up my hair, just because. He gives the best hugs ever. Hugs that take away all of your sadness andmake you feel loved and protected.
Its always a hard thing when you lose someone so close toyou earlier thanyou should. It feels like youll never smile again.Never know true happiness again. The light has gone out of the world andsurely you will die of a broken heart. Somehow, inexplicably, lifecontinues. Birthdays come and go. Milestone are hit.
If you ever look at my knees they are covered inscars. I was trying to keep up with the big kids in the neighborhood(surprise surprise) and crashed my bike. I had a blast going down that hilluntil that stupid rock got in the way. I always think of that crash whenI see my knees. Healing from the loss of a loved one feels very much likethat. Healing comes, but theres a scar. You are marked. Ittakes a long time, but eventually you hold on to that scar because its whatsleft. The memory.
How you view that memory defines you. You can be bitterand angry (which trust me, I was). You can block that memory and try tomove on (didnt work). You can hold on to that memory so hard that younever fully appreciate the present because your thoughts are in the past (whichalso, trust me, I did and sometimes fall back into on sad days). Then,theres the option of looking down on that scar and smiling. Choosing toremember the thrill of the ride, instead of the pain it caused.
Here are just a very few reasons that I smiled today:
She sneezed in 3s. Sometimes Teddy does too. On his third sneeze, we always say, HeyCarol.
She didnt need anyone to fight herbattles. Just ask Andrea...Carol was picking her up from school and aboy was making fun of her. Andrea gave him the bird. Let's just say Carol did not appreciate her little/big sister making sucha crude gesture.
She used Vicks VapoRub every night before bed(she always had a hard time breathing).To this day I will burst into tears if I smell it. I love it, but it hurts.
Her laugh was more ofa cackle. It was awesome.
She loved scary movies.
She wrote in all of her books. Signed her name or wrote me a message. I love to read and always think of her when Istart a new book.
She was ALWAYS cold. Cold hands.Cold feet. Warm heart.
I dont have one single memory of her being meanto anyone who patronized her for being so short. She handled it all so much more calmly thaneither Andrea or I ever could. We alwayswanted to fight back, but she took it in such stride.
I hate shopping.Mama and Andrea always loved it.Carol would always sit with me whenever they would shop for hours. We had each other.
Her answering machine used to say, Youvereached Carol, Shadow, and Kit. Shadowwas her dog and Kit her cat.
She couldnt drink and eat at the same time(medical reason) so I wouldnt drink either so she wouldnt feel alone. I still hardly drink when I eat now. That first sip after a meal, I always thinkof her.
My dog Buddy was her dogs brother. I loved that sisters had dogs that werebrothers. I remember thinking that wasthe neatest thing.
I have a Pound Puppy that I have absolutelyloved thread bare. I only wanted himbecause Carol had one.
She wore a small gold necklace with 3 hearts forme, her, and Andrea.
She had to sit on stacks of pillows to see overthe steering wheel.
She was blind in her left eye and hated if youwalked on that side because she couldnt see you. When I walk with someone I still only walk onthe right side. When I catch myselfdoing it, I always smile.
Oh, Carol. You weremy best friend. You were dealt a veryhard hand, and you handled it as best you could. My 16 years with you just wasnt enoughtime. Im glad that I find reasons tosmile on this terribly sad day. Thelaughs and the love were worth it. Ihurt because I was blessed with you, and no matter how much time I had withyou, I guarantee that I wouldve wanted more.I hate that I don't havea ton of digital pictures of you or anything to hold onto that was yours (other than the necklace that is just toosacred to wear). I do have few pictures thoughand they are precious to me.Daddy's Little Girl.
Always by my side. My best friend.
Easter at Maw Maw'sThanksgiving at Bea's1 comments Wednesday, February 6, 2013 12 Months of Teddy
Teddy is officially a one-year old. Holy crap.How did that happen? It seemslike yesterday that we were sleepdeprived zombies of parents just realizing the horror of the 3 hour feedmyth. During my MISERABLE pregnancy Idiscovered Pinterest. I loved seeing theprogression pictures where you take the kiddos pictures once a month. (Ideally, I would have loved to take apicture of myself each week, but there was no time for that what, with all ofthe throwing up and tears...I digress.)
Oh, Pinterest. How Ilove to hate you. On one hand, its somuch fun to look at party ideas and dream about the wonderful dinners,decorations, and outfits. On the otherhand, there is the absolute certainty that I will NEVER live up to thoseexpectations.
Here is our little experiment at trying to live up toPinterest. Id give us a solid A. Why?Extra bonus points for TJ adding the labels mimicking laundry detergents,but we probably lose a few points for some of these not being taken one theexact month (give or take a few days)
It was actually pretty fun getting to document all of his favoritepajamas. It was an absolute circustrying to set this up every month. Ihave to admit, there is a small part of me that loves that hes one and we donthave to do this each month anymore.Theres also a small part that looks at these every chance I get.1 comments Older PostsHomeSubscribe to:Posts (Atom)Blog Archive 2014(2) July(2)The New PhelpsToddlers, Tantrums, and Time outs 2013(7) November(2) August(1) March(1) February(2) January(1) 2012(34) November(2) October(1) September(5) August(2) July(3) June(3) May(7) April(6) March(1) February(3) January(1)KEEP UP WITH BBBChoose one of the following methods to keep up to date on the latest blog posts.
Like on FacebookBooze, Biscuits, and Bassinets
Promote Your Page TooSubscribe by RSS FeedPosts Atom PostsAll Comments Atom All Comments
TAGS:biscuits booze bassinets and
<<< Thank you for your visit >>>
Websites to related : Get Paid To Answer Online Survey
keywords:
description:Get paid to answer online opinion surveys. Help evaluate new products, test new advertising, and tell companies what you think.
keywords:
description:
KitsCartridgesAccessories RewardsLoginHelp 0 Item (0)Hello, Guest | My AccountItemsQty.PriceSubtotal:View CartCheckout0 Items
keywords:
description:Ted Baker is one of the UK’s fastest growing leading lifestyle brands
keywords:
description:
phone(877) 877-1400Live ChatHello LogoutLive ChatLoginCreate Account menuphonepersonLoginCreate AccountHomeRental PoliciesLoca
keywords:latest nigeria news, nigeria news now, nigerian newspapers online, naija news, nigeria newspapers, breaking news in nigeria, breaking news in
Sexy Clothes, Trendy Plus Size Ckeywords:Sexy Clothes, Sexy Womens Clothing, Cheap Clothing, Cute Clothes, Club Dresses, Sexy Dresses, Cheap Womens Clothing, Sexy Shoes, Clubwear, hi
Bowhunter-ed.com™ | State-Appro keywords:
description:Bowhunter-ed.com™ online courses are authorized by NBEF and approved by IHEA-USA and your state hunting agency. Start your bowh
keywords:
description:
News Channel Distributors Manufacturers PeopleFeaturesLightEDAwards 30 Under 35 Best of the Best TrailblazerSubscribeCurrent Is
keywords:jingdaily.com, Jingdaily, seo stats, traffic, worth, keywords, analysis
description:Jingdaily at WO. Get the complete website information of
keywords:
description:Whether you're a die-hard bowhunter who lives to chase whitetail deer or you're a serious waterfowl hunter who spends all fall i
Hot Websites