Forty forty

Oh, you don’t know what “forty forty” is? Apparently it is a unit of measurement….but also can be the time of day. This all, of course, is from the mind of a too-soon-to-be 3-year-old little man.

First thing in the morning, as he is climbing into our bed and I am reaching for my phone to see what time it is:

Jbug – Whatcha doing, mama?

Seeing what time it is…

Jbug – It’s forty forty

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For 2015 – I have big plans.

Happy New Year!

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Family.

2015 HAS to be better than 2014. It just has to be. But you know who’s fault it is that 2014 was as hard/sucky/shitty/stressful as it was? Well, I’m not going to take all of the blame…but I certainly hold a high percentage of the blame. But you know what? 2015 is NOT going to be like that.

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No bears.

“No bears.” If you have been around my son at any point within the past month+, this is a familiar phrase. “Mama, no bears.” “No Jman, there are no bears.” And then he goes about his merry way. What the hell?

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Making a mess @ 20 mos

J is an early-riser. Has been since day one. Husband and I have a pretty good routine that I’ve mentioned before: I do night duty (no matter how many times, I’m up with J in the night) and Husband does morning duty. Good. Fine. It works.

In the wee hours of the morning, I used to be able to hear J saying “chase you” as he and Daddy would run around downstairs saying “rawr” with their hands in the air. Very playful, very innocent.

Then one day, J started saying “no bears.” He didn’t want anyone to act like a bear. He didn’t want to act like a bear. However, he has bear stuffed animals, and those are okay.

Weeks went by and we were baffled as to why the sudden fear/hatred/angst towards bears. Then….it all came to light…

At school (aka daycare), the teachers and toddlers would play “Going on a Bear Hunt.” This has been loved by all toddlers…but apparently, my toddler, and many toddlers in his class are not fans. School plays a lot of music and anytime the teachers head to the CD player, J is right there with “no bears.”

Yes J, you are right….there are no bears. And, thanks to Grampy, they’ve been thrown in the woods.

 

Here goes nothing…

I’m a horrible mom.

The kiddos
The kiddos

Not in the sense you are probably thinking. I wholeheartedly love my kids. However, I am not the mom that is able to keep up with documenting every sliver of growth/change/development. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always had good intentions…the follow-through has been sub-par.

So welcome to ‘The Frazzled Life.’ This is my attempt to document life for my kids. I’m being selfish. I want to be able to look back and be able to read about all of the “little” things. Yes, the big milestones are important, but so are the everyday goings-on. Life is moving so fast and this is my attempt to slow down and breathe during this hectic life of ours. Continue reading “Here goes nothing…”