Where are the Pumpkin Tools?

Well, last year in order to be more organized with our storage boxes, or decoration boxes rather, I picked up one of the discount large orange bins from Target to store our Halloween supplies in. This year as we take the box out, I find there are no pumpkin tools in it. Hmmm..... where could I have put those???

So, about a week ago we happened to be in the garage and I looked in the orange bin to double check what was in it. It felt like Halloween was still so far away, so I didn't take anything out of it. At least, I don't think I did. After spending too much time in my life forgetting to do things, I got myself into the habit of doing right when I think. Often, I feel I have forgotten something, only to find I am actually a step ahead of myself and already prepared. I feel like when I looked in the orange bin that I might have done that exact thing. Maybe I took out the tools knowing we'd be getting pumpkins in the next week. Maybe I placed them somewhere convenient in the house for easy access. But if I did, for the life of me, I cannot remember where.

We took the box out today, inside the witch's hat is one scoop. But we have a whole mess of good quality tools. We just got pumpkins and we want to carve them. But we need the tools. We still have a little time, I don't even know what I will carve mine into. I want to use a drill on mine this year. I know where the drill is. Our son will probably just paint his, like he did at the Calabasas Pumpkin Festival last week. We have to go back into the garage and look in our other boxes to find out where my brain decided was good place for the tools, a place that seemed better than the Halloween box. Stay tuned.


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POOP! ... on the walls

Well, it happened while I was updating this blog actually. I was sitting here, with my superhuman pregnancy sense of smell, when I started to sniff the scent of poop. I turned around and asked my son if he had done it, to which he replied, "No." This is common, so I set out to finish the blog, and then change him.

I'm not sure when it happened. Maybe I waited too long. Quite often, he is naked when at home and then he uses the potty. We had been out that day however, so he was still in a diaper. I grabbed the wipe and walked over to the living room to grab him and clean him up. That was when I realized the strength of the smell had really improved. Throughout all this, my husband was asleep on the couch. Don't ask me why (I'm blaming the pregnancy for this strange thought) but the first thing through my head was a question of whether the smell was coming from my husbands pants instead of my son's. It cracks me up to even think about that going through my head, HA! Why would it? I think maybe just because the smell was so strong.

Anyway, I had been headed in the direction of my son. Walking through our dark living room (which I will explain in a minute) I found him running up to me with brown hands. UGH! He was thrilled to have found something to "paint" with and proceeded to show me the "artwork" on the wall next to him. "Oh no! Baby, that's poop!" was all I could think of to say. It shocked the hell out of him, he seemed to not have any clue what it was he was painting with. He responded to me with, "IT'S POOP!?!?" accompanied by a look or horror on his face.

Well, as one can imagine, the reason for this mishap, was a slightly loose stool. After assessing the situation I stuck him right in the shower. Of course, I was in such a hurry to get him cleaned I kinda forgot to let the water warm up and the cold shower traumatized him. He began screaming and crying, even after the water became a pleasant temperature. I got him all washed up quickly and took him out, dressed him, calmed him down, and put him to bed. That went well since it was bedtime, he went right to sleep after his little adventure/ordeal. But he still hates showers for now. Oops!

Naturally, I then went to clean up. The hardest part of the cleanup was looking for poop on the floor, in the dark. The reason I had to do all this in the dark, would be because our lamp decided to die. How did it die you ask? It fell over when the stand decided to detach from the base. Once it lost its support, it had nowhere to go but down. That of course, shattered the plastic shade. All of this happened while my son and husband were watching TV together on the couch the prior day. It just happened out of nowhere. This lamp was from Target. Don't get me wrong, I love my Target! But, the lamp in the bedroom is 8 years old, from Ikea, has been through three moves, and is still going strong. Target lamp was 2 years old and it has been in this living room the whole time.

In conclusion, I cleaned up all the poop, I traumatized my son, I love Mr. Clean magic erasers, and all of this happened while my husband slept on the couch. Just another typical day of being a mom right?

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The Wubbzy Party

Late update, but our son turned 2 last month so we gave him a Wubbzy party. Wubbzy is of course, his all-time favorite character/show. The hype in the weeks preceding the party got him very excited, and day of the party we had one very adorable little boy with a large smile on his face. We all had fun.
He really enjoyed all the Wubbzy decorations we had to offer him. I had a great time making the supplies also. I enjoy crafts very much and I spent a lot of time on my sons party. I made a kickety kick ball pinata, hand drew Wubbzy faces on the table cloths, *reused* last years birthday party supplies that were left over, bought a few Wubbzy licensed materials, wrapped up fun books as party prizes, drew Wubbzy faces on the party favor bags which included a hand/computer made Wubbzy and Friends coloring book (courtesy of Nickjr.com printouts), and perhaps a few more things I currently cannot remember.

The kids played a generic pin the tail on the donkey game which we had left over from his last birthday party. They all made "birdy bird feeders", and then there was the pinata which was about 7 layers of paper mache and made it through all the "big kids" who were there which went up to age 28. :) Actually, it did break up, but ultimately it was the string that broke not the pinata.

Oh yeah, the cake. I made a Wubbzy cake for my son. My friend also surprised me, and him, with a similar wubbzy cake. It was cool to have two cakes for the 40 people who were there. Each cake looked a little different as well. I also made the marshmallow lasagna from the nickjr.com website. I messed it up but it was still a hit, so yay!

Perhaps the highlight of the event was the t-shirt we put on our son. I bought a $1 t-shirt from Big Lots and printed out some words on iron on transfer paper. What did those words say? "My Mommy's Pregnant!" We had just found out and figured since both families would be together, why not tell them all at once and in a fun way? Watching the reactions was fun. Some people took quite a while to look at his shirt. Most were happy. Our son didn't know what message he was relaying, but it was a fun time, and great to look back on. More details about this pregnancy to come later in the blog. I wanted the shirt to say "Mom's Knocked Up" But my husband felt it was too much for his family. He was right. With all the fun ways to announce a pregnancy on a shirt, the reason we chose the one we did was when thinking about each and every one of our family members, we needed to sen the message in a direct way that could not be mistaken, with out being too harsh (like I comment I wanted lol). It worked.

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