This past weekend Adam and I took Liam to see Disney Live Rockin Road Tour. As soon as we stepped in the door, not only did they soak us for $75/ticket, they sucked an extra $75 on all the miscellaneous crap every little boy has to have. We got him this twirling disco ball that had stars on it that lit up...I was sure it would either be wrapped up in my hair by the end of the show or Liam would be blinded by a stray star. Then there was the high gloss Buzz Light Year, with removable wings, that needed to be tucked into Liam's grip. And then let's not forget the photograph with a fake Mickey and Minnie and the snow cone with souvenir cup. Things got expensive.
I think my favorite quote from Liam that day was "We're coming Handy Manny! We're on our way!" He said this repeatedly on the way up to the Excel Center...Even though Handy Manny didn't make an appearance, as promised, we did get to see Woody and Buzz Light Year. He thought Buzz was "da bomb" and didn't mind that he wore purple tights and a fake backpack...one day it will bother him as much as it bothered me.
But Liam loves theater and I have to say that each of us adults (mom and dad went as well) even got into the show. It was fun to see the characters all dressed up, dancing, signing, and putting on a "talent show" for us. It felt magical and I got that warm fuzzy feeling in the bottom of my stomach knowing that we had gotten Liam the perfect gift for Christmas. He danced, he clapped, he smiled, and shouted...All good practice for the day he turns 21...
Some day, we need to plan a family trip to Disney World. I think he'll faint if he actually gets to touch Mickey.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I'm Ready...
To get the hell outta here! I feel like I haven't had a day off in months, if not years and tomorrow can't come soon enough. Adam and I are ditching Liam and heading to Door County for a couple of days to enjoy our 4th anniversary...Will I miss Liam? Certainly. Will I miss my cats and the comfort of my own home? For sure. Will I miss the constant: "Mama. Mama. MAMA!" No. How about the sound of Alyce hacking up yet another fur ball? Can't say I couldn't live without it...So I'm outta here! I'm not looking back! I'm going on a great adventure with one of my best friends, and I'm going to allow myself to lose touch with reality...I might even throw back some hard alcohol and do some karaoke...whatever I'm doing it's going to be AWESOME...sooo...See ya on the flip side!
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Let It Snow...Let It Snow...Let It Snow...
This morning Adam went to volunteer at the Community Table...he woke me up before he left and told me there was snow outside! Immediately Liam and I had to take a peek...both of us looked at each other, squealed, and threw our winter clothes on. Snowball fights (which weren't really snowballs because we had to scrape the snow off of the cars because there wasn't really snow on the ground) and sorry to say, Jakie the dog lost the fight. It was very fun this morning and I can't wait for more snow!!!! Makes me think Christmas is right around the corner!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Sign Me Up For Insanity Please...
I'm not quite sure where everything started to go to hell today...we played hard last night with Jacob and Anna...we went to bed late, woke up before six, played hard some more...and then everything went INSANE! Wait, maybe it's the lack of sleep that is wreaking havoc on my 3 y/o's body?! In fact, I'm POSITIVE that is it! One would think a 3 hour nap in the early afternoon would do wonders for the both of us...but not so much. There has been melt down after melt down for each of us and there looks to be no end in sight. "But Daddy took the sign and he's going to hang it up!?!" WHHHAAAAA! "But Liam you can't put that there it goes in your laundry basket!?!" WHHHHAAAAA! We're both irrational and going to bed before 8:30 p.m. Tomorrow will be a better day...McDonald's with Claire, Deven, and Michelle...maybe Toy Story the movie...whatever it is, it's gotta be better than this! But, again, that's Life In the Crazy Lane...
Friday, October 2, 2009
Peace and Quiet...WITH my baby...




Today I took off from work. Usually when I do this, Liam goes to "school", Adam goes to work and I have peace and quiet...alone to do all the things that I want to do, but never have the time to do them. (This usually means endless hours in front of the TV). Today was different. Mom and Dad are on vacation...eating lobster and crab in the Hamptons, spinning tales, and living the high life and "school", for Liam, is not open on Fridays. It's nice. It's nice to be home with Liam. We have the whole day to run around, be silly, NOT clean the house, and nap and play cars at our leisure.
Well, we had a couple of errands to do today. So we headed out, after packing up the "awesome cars that need to come with us momma" and headed to Shopko. He crawled out of his car seat, instantly took my hand "so I don't get squished like a bug", and we headed in. He picked our cart because it had a TON of flyers in it (I hate carts with crap left in them...but they seem to be his favorite). Then he assumed his position at the very front of the cart. I looked at him today, while he was riding on the outside of the cart (like you're sooooo not supposed to) and I thought to myself: "When the hell did he grow tall enough and strong enough to do that?!?" I watched him in the store as he picked out toys he wants to write on his list for Santa...how chartreuse was a color "I don't like"...and how badly he wants to be a pirate for Halloween. After leaving Shopko, we headed to the library. He's a pro there! I had no idea where to dump the books we needed to return, I didn't know where the "cool toys" were, and sadly, I didn't know where they had story time. I'm thankful that I have parents that see the value in trips to the library and take Liam there on a regular basis. So, as I'm renewing my library card (the last time I used it, I was still a Pearson...holy shit), Liam told the lady behind the counter: "My Grandma brings me to the library all the time." And the next breath he said: "My Papa plays with the train with me." I had to smile and swear I teared up...
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