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Epic Tantrum

June 16th, 2014

This is a picture of Link 43 minutes into a 51 minute tantrum this morning.   It started out with our normal 6am tantrum over not being able to wear his “jam jams” all day.  I mean, come on kid!  EVERYONE WOULD LOVE TO WEAR THEIR JAM JAMS ALL DAY, BUT WE CAN’T!  Whatever, I […]



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This is a picture of Link 43 minutes into a 51 minute tantrum this morning.

 

Tantrum

It started out with our normal 6am tantrum over not being able to wear his “jam jams” all day.  I mean, come on kid!  EVERYONE WOULD LOVE TO WEAR THEIR JAM JAMS ALL DAY, BUT WE CAN’T!  Whatever, I try to explain this to him every morning, and he just lays on the floor screaming “no mama, jam jams!” while I wrestle him into his clothes (that he happily picks out, mind you!).

This usually lasts until 6:15-ish when he collects himself and then wants to start his day with a bar & “car movie” until we leave for work/school at 6:30am.

Not this morning.  Once I got his clothes on, I told him when he’s calmed down, he can join Lucy & I downstairs.  I’ll let him pick out his bar, watch a few min. of Cars, & when we leave, he can push the button to open the garage.  He just flailed at the top of the stairs until 6:30am when I had to pick him up & carry him to the car.  On the way to the garage, I told him he can make a choice to calm down & open the garage, or carry on & just be put in his seat.  He just screamed “no mama, jam-jams.  No mama, no garage”.

About 5 min. from the house, he had almost gotten over not being able to wear his PJ’s, and was now stuck on the fact I didn’t let him open the garage.  It broke my heart that he was in the backseat screaming “no mama, please turn around & go back to new house.  I open garage”.  I mean…he used his manners, in midst of a meltdown.

He calmed himself down just as we pulled into a parking spot at school.  He was incredibly snuggly by then and took a few minutes to get into the classroom, but once he saw pancakes for breakfast, he no longer cared about anything else.

I’m not sure who needed a hug more at the end of this, he or I.


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New House

June 9th, 2014

Yeah, so, we’ve been in our new house for over a month now.  It’s bittersweet & I’m having a slight harder time adjusting than I thought.   Moving out of the old house officially closed the “I don’t need no man to pay my bills” chapter of my life.  Although I still don’t need no […]



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Yeah, so, we’ve been in our new house for over a month now.  It’s bittersweet & I’m having a slight harder time adjusting than I thought.

 

Moving out of the old house officially closed the “I don’t need no man to pay my bills” chapter of my life.  Although I still don’t need no man to pay my bills I’m thrilled to have that man in my life & to have bought a house, that is in every sense, ours.  I’ve even let him have a room for his prized books.

 

As much as living in a cul-de-sac full of kids & life is amazing, along with all the extra space of our new house – I miss the cozy of our old.  You know, nothing says “hey, I’m home” like hearing every noise from everything in the house from any corner of the house.  Or being able to see what’s going on with anyone/thing at any moment from any spot in the house.

 

Not to say where we lived before wasn’t “suburban”, but it really was more city living.  I’m not really sure what I was thinking or if I was in denial, but our new house is the definition of suburbia.  It’s fantastic, but depresses me on a certain level & I’m not sure why.  We’ve only been there for a month, and there feels like so much of a community, it’s awesome.  Everyone is welcoming, there are kids Link’s age everywhere – but you know, all the moms stay home (except me – ‘cuz I don’t need no man to pay my bills…duh!) and they all have mini-vans (lucky ladies…).  So what’s the problem you might ask?  I’M NOT SURE.  In a weird way, I feel like I’m counting down the days until Link starts college so Matt & I can move into a high rise in the sky, downtown, in the middle of the action.

 

Until then, I’m going to enjoy this part of my life.  I’m going to enjoy having moms in the neighborhood with similar interests, well actually, I’m going to enjoy having moms in the neighborhood in general (sorry grandma’s in our hold ‘hood), I’m going to love watching Link ride his bike through the neighborhood without worrying about him getting hit by a car, I’m going to enjoy a much shorter commute to work, I’m going to love finding new places to eat, shop, & spa on our new side of town, and finally, I’m going to love watching Matt’s palms get sweaty & him twitch because I think we’re one step closer to my dream – a minivan.