Go Mama

I was feeling a little spontaneous on Sunday and jumped on the Hubby's hog. Okay really it is a scooter, but hey I was living in the moment.

Here is the proof.



I have to say that I had the best cheering squad! Listen closely and you can hear Cookie in the background chanting, "Go Mama, Go Mama." Oh that Cookie, what great team spirit.

I guess she thought Mama could use some sprit sprinkles because I had a hard time getting that darn thing started and chances of me even leaving the drive way were looking slim. But I did it and I am sure that I gave the neighbors a nice Sunday laugh.

To be honest, I am just thankful that I didn't eat poop while riding. Also, I am glad that I came back when I did, because Cookie was just about to the put the postage on her sissy.




I wonder where she would have shipped her off to? China perhaps, so she could see Ni Hao Kai-Lan.

I Do IT All By Myself

We are nearing the end of August, which means that my babies will soon be another year older. Another year of new milestones approaching. Another year of Cookie showing me just how independent she is becoming and another year of Moo learning how to defy the laws of gravity.

Most importantly, another year of me learning how to loosen their baby wings and letting them fly. However, I do have my limits and I will put my foot down when it comes to hanging from the chandeliers and flying from the banisters.

Last night Cookie showed me just how quickly time is passing by and how much she is growing into such a wonderful and smart little girl. [Bias - Yes, Much.] Last night, I sat patiently as Cookie conquered her first big girl puzzle all by herself. Yes, she has completed smaller puzzles but this was a big one! A Princess, a castle, a deer, the whole fairy tale.

Every second I could feel myself inching off of the chair each time Cookie asked, "Does it go here, what about here, here Ms. Mom, Ms. Mom I do it all by myself?" I have to admit that I am very proud of myself for letting her do it all on her own. For those that know me, it was a big deal for me to just sit there. I mean just sit there, no movement.

Just like that she did it - All by herself!




As for the "Ms. Mom" - I guess that I should explain. Cookie is super fantastic when it comes to her manners and learning her family members first names, so much so that she feels the need to call me Ms. Mom. We are working on dropping the Ms. part, but it is a work in progress and it is definitely a attention getter when we are are out in public. On a couple of occasions I have received an eyebrow raise in the checkout line when we are shopping and she is yelling, "Ms. Mom, Ms. Mom followed by where is K.C. he's my daddy". Think what you will people - we are here for your entertainment.

Oh that Cookie, I am sure that as the years progress the Ms. Mom will turn into something different!

Paycasso

It is pronounced Paycasso in the Cook household, none of this Picasso stuff or Van Gogh. It is more like Van Gue!




Then after hours of creating some of the most unique works of art, we like to take our little Paycasso and wash her off in the dog sink.



Yep we know - our little Paycasso likes to make sure that she gets her bum clean. On second thought I might need to go and check her art work to make sure that she didn't paint a portrait of her bum.

At this point, I am pretty sure that this little Cookie will be the one making copies of her hiney on a copier one day.

It's A Roomba

If you have floors, a hatred toward vaccumming, and still toying with the idea of hiring a maid - then you need this...



The Roomba could possibly be the best piece of technology ever made and the best impulse purchase ever made. I know, I know those with iphones, ipads and anything else with i in front of it need not to comment on how much they disagree with the prior statement. This review is based on the opinions of a Rookie Mom who is tickled pink at the thought of never having to physically vaccuum another floor the rest of her life.

Unlike the Ronco Rotiserre, you can really just set it and forget it. It even docks itself when it is about to loose power. Wow, wouldn't it be nice if our kids did the same? We could turn them on, let them run around and then they could safely return to their docking stations at night?

Okay - wishful thinking about the never having to vaccuum part and my kids docking into their power stations at night. A girl can only dream.

Disclaimer - I am not a spokesperson for Roomba and did not get paid for this post, nor do I have one to giveaway. But if the marketing genius of Roomba want to donate (hint, hint) give me one to donate - holla.

Hello My Name is Kari and I Am Still A Blogger

Well shame on me! I have left my tens of readers hanging with nothing to read and only a picture of my kiddo in front of a Bud Light sign to sit and ponder, were the Cook's really at the circus?

Well truth be told, the circus is long gone, but I still have a couple of Monkeys running around. See look my version of caged animals.



Cookie and Moo decided to have a crying contest right outside our office. I am pretty sure that Cookie won, but then Moo gave her a run for her money when she tried to pull the bow from Cookie's head. Cookie got extra points for smashing her face against the mirror - very dramatic effect. I am glad to report that there was no blood was shed and no -I am not raising little UFC fighthers. It's all Love not War in the Cook household.

Bottom line - we have been a little busy with the people we love and I did something a little out of the norm...I found and used the OFF button on my blackberry and my computer. That meant that the blog had to take an impromtu vacation as well.

Over the course of the last couple of weekends and a few days off at work, I have managed to defeat my grey hairs, host two sets of grandparents, celebrate many August birthdays, watched my kiddos play with their cousins, and laugh so hard my stomach hurts.

Cookie gives the weekend two thumbs up...



And I am proud to announce that Moo is no longer the poster child for The Twilight movies. Her two front teeth have officially arrived...



... And last but not least Cookie still loves to swing.



Yeah, it was pretty great and just like the bumpper sticker say's Life is good and Mean people really do suck. As for the mean people part, just throwing it out there to the mean person who hit my car in the grocery store parking lot and left. Respect the Van people it's 4DKIDZ!


Now we are back to bloggin'. All systems are up and running and I am back in the saddle of being Rookie Working Mom enjoying the last bit of summer.