Nadia G and "It's Christmas Time"

Anyone who knows me knows that I love cooking shows and one of my favorite shows is on the Cooking channel (not to be confused with Food Network).

What would you do?

So SD got in contact with me the other day.  And was beyond...civil.  He asked about MIB in the first text I'd gotten from him since the "slandering tirade" he went on last month. 

There is no such word as "can't"

People usually say "from the mouths of babes."  I am now a believer in the newly coined phrase "from the actions of babes."

A mother's unconditional love

I seriously thought that my love for her was unconditional until I looked at her in her hospital room bed the other day.

I love my hair!

This is to all of the YCMs who want to raise napptural, beautiful, confident girls.  This is to the YCMs who want little girls with healthy, high self esteem.  This is to the YCMs that want their littleg irls to be able to make through middle school and high school with a positive self image.  This is for the YCMs and MIBs that love their hair:

Family Friday

OK...so I decided to start this new weekly post called "Family Friday."

Happy Cake!!

Last month was MIB's 2nd birthday and let me tell you I am glad there are 365 days that separate birthdays...real.talk.*

Changes...

I've been MIA...I know this and I apologize (to the few who actually follow me lol). 

Life interrupted...

Things that make me smile

The way she says her body parts:
Cheeks - kheeks
Hands - hans
Mouth - mou
Chin - ken
Bellybutton - lakdfakfj; (it's totally unintelligible lol)
Foot - she just throws them in the air (lmao)

The way she picks up the remote and turns it to what SHE wants to watch (usually involving Calliou or Sesame Street or Dinosaur Train)

The way she feeds herself with a backwards fork

The way she picks up stuff to throw in the garbage (which, strangely enough, is usually garbage that needs to be thrown out)

The way that she "helps" me with the laundry by putting the wet clothes and dryer sheet into the dryer and closing the door

The way she reads her book (Peek-A-Boo is her favorite) while she's potty training

The way she grabs my face and kisses and hugs me when she wants to get (in) to something

The way she rolls on her stomach, holds on to me or the comforter, and slides to the floor

YCM's Favorite Things - Pampers

Watching Selma Hayek pull her left teat out to breast feed a hungry child was a lot of things but most of all it was amazing. I mean, how many of us (let's be honest) would have done that for someone in another country that didn't look like you, much less for someone in your own backyard? For that I commend Selma for that and for her joint venture with Pampers to help newborns and their mothers live.

Silver Dollars

When I was a little girl, my Momma made me silver dollars.

When I was around 7 or 8 years old, my mother would babysit my cousin when his parents would go out for dinner or needed a night off. While my cousin was at the house, my mother would make us dinner. But we didn't get the normal hot dogs and macaroni and cheese that some kids would have for dinner. Momma made us a special dinner, a grown up dinner.

Things that make me smile

As a new parent, I am always going to be amazed at what MIB learns to do on a daily basis. There are just a few of the things that she does that make me smile:

The way she chews her food in the front because she doesn't have any teeth in the back yet.

The way she says nose ('noe'), points to hers, and then stabs mine with her little finger.

The way she runs around on the bed in circles and then runs in place Flashdance style when a song comes on the TV or radio.

The way she bops her left shoulder up and down right before she breaks it down Flashdance style.

When she says 'ma' she sounds just like that little boy on "The Rifleman."

The way she crawls on the side of me on the couch when it's time for her to go to sleep, grabs her bottle, and plays with her bellybutton until she falls asleep.

Her reciting the hand motions to Pattycake and then clapping and squealing for herself at the end of the song.

The way she turns her nose up and makes a face when I ask her if she went stinky poo poo.

How she gives me a hug and pats me on my shoulder while hugging me.