The Makeover Treatment

Not only is our apartment getting a mini-facelift today, in honor of Mr.Wonder's return home. But I got my own little makeover, compliments of WonderKid. We didn't you real make up or anything, so no hilarious picture to show. Some of the stuff she said though just cracked me up so I wanted to document it.
I got this mini brush set with a Mary Kay order and I let her have it. She is in love with this thing. So, I'm laying on the bed, giving my back a rest because I did some heavy lifting and I'm pretty sure I'm going to be hurting tomorrow and she comes in and says she wants to give me a makeover. I say sure, go ahead. First thing out of her mouth is (I swear I'm not kidding), "First thing, we'll polish your moles." I was trying so hard not to laugh because she was being so serious. So she look the little lip brush and rubbed ever little mole and bueaty mark she could find. She also polished my nose, my chin, my toe nails and my finger nails. She then had the lip brush again and said, "I'm going to clean up your eyelashes so they're sparkly, this might tickle a little so hold still." When it was over and she deemed me ready she said I could get up and check myself in the mirror (after she took a minute to fluff my skirt for me), when I looked in it she said, "You look super stylin'!" I said thanks to her and said, "Just so you know, you just got the full makeover treatment. Let me know when you want one again, come back and we'll polish your teeth." The kid is hilarious! Though, maybe I should look into getting some Simply White Night if she's thinking I need my teeth polished. ;)

Only 1 day left!

MR.WONDER COMES HOME TOMORROW!

I AM SO SO SO EXCITED!

SO IS WONDERKID!

WE'RE SITTING ON THE EDGE OF OUR SEATS!

WE CAN'T WAIT FOR THE CALL TOMORROW THAT HE'S CLOSE TO HOME.

TOMORROW WILL TAKE SOOOO LONG, I JUST KNOW IT!

I CAN'T WAIT!

Addiction Update

Why couldn't I keep my big mouth shut?! I ask, could it be any worse? And I get my answer!
HECK YES, IT CAN!
Another beloved has been snatched from my arms. Whisked away in the dark of the night. Okay, I'm getting a little carried away. I found last night that ICE CREAM gives me the same crabbiness that too much sugar and caffeine give me. I only had 2 SCOOPS!! Is it the milk or the sugar? (For those not in my immediate family, most of it is allergic to milk) Luckily, I slept okay, though I know if I have too much (read: two bowls or more) than I will have trouble sleeping. That's happened before.
This really is starting to get ridiculous! I am literally being FORCED to eat healthier...where is the fun in that? Maybe there is something to eating no processed foods (found in the Happy Housewives book). Maybe eating better and juicing will help me out. I'll have to look into it.
GOOD BYE SWEET FRIENDS! You will be greatly missed!

Love Languages!

I'm sure that most of you have heard of the book, The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. They also have an edition for children. In it, it says that young children need a little of each love language. And that starting between the ages of 5 and 7 you'll start to see what their primary love language will be.
I wanted to share that I think I'm starting to see what WonderKid's is. I'll tell you, I'm so glad that I had read this book. If I hadn't I would probably not have recognized this for what it was and I would have just been annoyed out of my mind. Since she and and I don't share the same language. I've come to believe that WK's language is Physical Touch, with a little Quality Time thrown in there for good measure. Now, I'll be honest...I kind of thought that only dudes had Physical Touch as their primary language...you all know what I'm talking about *wink wink*. But looking back, WK has always been very affectionate. She loves hugs, kisses and cuddle time. She loves to invade people's personal space (something we're hoping and trying to tone down a little.) Since Mr.Wonder has been gone, WK has the best night's sleep if I cuddle with her for a while before she settles in. It seems like she feels safer if she's had that physical touch, that snuggling, before she falls asleep. On night's that we do this, she always wakes up and says, "I didn't have any bad dreams."
I feel like I've made this huge break through. I've found a way that I can show my daughter that I love her. All this time, I've been showering her with gifts (I don't want any comments on that from my sister's=)) because that is my love language, Gift Giving. Now, I know that when she's constantly up in my grill...it's because she's trying to show me that she loves me and wants to know that I love her as well. I'm not gonna lie to ya, I know I will probably still get annoyed with it from time to time, because Physical Touch is way down on my list. But I'm going to make every effort to remember this day and this revelation. I want to keep her little love tank full. I want her to know she's loved and if that means I have to put up with 9 million hugs and kisses a day...well, I think I can handle that.

Fighting Addiction...

Yes, I admit it. I am fighting an addiction. Many of you know that I'm a recovering caffeine-aholic.

Sad, but true. I know that admitting you have a problem is the first step...so here it is.. I am addicted, to soda. Not the caffeinated stuff, just the regular sugary nectar of life. But like the caffeine, all that sugar affects me in a not so good way. I am a bitch and cranky and I get headaches. I feel lazy and lethargic. I swear, as soon as I get rid of something bad, another one pops up. I'm gonna end up being one of those granola crunchy types...BUT I DON'T WANT TO BE! I love sugar and fat! People, I can't even have too much chocolate because that small amount of caffeine in it adds up and I end up cranky and unable to sleep for two nights.
Life really isn't fair sometimes. Those who knew back in the day, I loved Mt. Dew! I had one everyday in high school. I miss those sweet and glorious days! Mt. Dew, I miss you my dear friend. In recent years, I've switched to Fanta, Sprite and Mug Root Beer, none of the evil caffeine in those. But again, my loves were taken away!

Why is this happening to me? Why are the fates conspiring against me? Is my Karma that bad? Was I so awful in my previous lives?
I am hoping this is the last love to be taken away from me. I'm not sure how much more I can handle. GOD, SAVE ME!

Cover me, I'm goin' in!

Say a prayer for me guys...tonight I start the you're going to sit here at this table until you at least try one bite of it. I have a feeling that teaching WonderKid that trying new foods is going to be my toughest challenge yet. But I'm not going to give up and I'm not going to give in. When I told WK what would be going on tonight I said, "You'll sit at this table until you take a bite of what we're eating." She said, "What about when it's bed time?" Do you see how this kid's mind works? She's alreaady planning on sitting at the table till bedtime! I told her she'll go to bed, then get up and sit at the table again till she eats a bite. She thought about this for a minute and said, "Can we not talk about this right now, I'm eating..." Like I said, THIS IS GOING TO BE TOUGH! I'm kind of glad I'm starting this while Mr.Wonder is gone. Nothing against him, but he gives in WAY too easily.
You guys are totally going to have to be my support in this over the next few days. I don't want to crack, I don't want to give up, I don't want to fail her.
UPDATE: Well, the process took all of about an hour and 45 minutes. She had to sit there. Are there phases to this kind of thing? Like with dying...here's her phases through her "quotes" (I even wrote them down, I was trying so hard not to laugh):
Anger
"I will never eat this!"
"It's Disgusting!"
"I hate these noddles, they stink!"
Randomness (these just came out of no where)
"I"ll don't like my bike. I'll never ride it again. Okay, I'll keep it."
"I wish it was rainy forever."
"I don't like these pictures."
Whining
"Daddy..."
"Come home, Daddy."
"I want my Daddy, right now."
"I'm tired and I'm falling asleep."
Bargaining
"If you give me a spanking, can I get down?"
Sadness
"I'll sit here forever."
"But I love you, I want you."
"How long will it take until bedtime?"

She then started trying to lay her head down or turning to lay her head on the back of the chair, I told her she had to sit the right way so she wouldn't fall asleep. With that I got, "I'm just blinking, " and"But I want to see the world out there." So I'm sitting on the couch, she's finally quieted down and when I look over she looks like she's just sitting in her chair the right way. Here I should tell you I was knitting so I didn't have my glasses on. When I got up, take a guess at what I found?

You guessed it, WonderKid had fallen asleep...IN HER CHAIR! I am at a total loss. Now what do I do? Do I make her sit at the table tomorrow with the same food? Do I start all over again with a different meal?

WonderKid Issues

Okay, I'm having some issues. I know a while back I did a post on WonderKids attitude and a couple of people said that she was winning. I want to know how I stop this from happening?! The first word out of her mouth lately is No, either that or she's sassying me or giving me attitude. That's only part of the problem...if she wants something (mostly food) she wants it right then or she'll die. And if I ask her to wait, she's continually bugging me until I go get it. And then there's the trying new foods thing...don't get me started on that one. Can anyone give me advice on any of things? I'd really appreciate it!

I AM A....

HAPPY HOUSEWIFE! And I'm proud of being a happy houswife. I LOVE being at home, taking care of my home, my man and my baby girl. As a lot of you know, WonderKid will be starting Kindergarten this year and then on to full days in the 1st grade (that's the way it usually works ;)). I've tinkered with the idea of going back to work part time and the idea of having another child so I don't have to go to work. Hee Hee! Mr.Wonder has repeatedly told me that if I don't want to go to work, I don't have to. We can afford for me not to work and he likes that I'm here to take care of our daughter and our home. But I've always felt like I won't be contributing as much if I'm "just a stay at home Mom". But I've read a book that has changed my whole outlook. It's called Happy Housewives by Darla Shine. It's okay that I like to be at home cooking, cleaning and all that other mundane stuff that other women look down on. It's okay that I'd rather be doing that than working, any day. Sure, the extra cash flow would be nice...but making our home a happy& comfy place, making memories with my daughter is way more important to me. I'm sick & tired of feeling worthless by societies standards. I'm not taking it anymore! I'm proud of what I do...and I'll admit I'm pretty darn good at what I do! When WonderKid goes back to school, I may not head back to the work force so quickly. I have so many plans for our home. I want to make it look like a HOME, not a college kids apartment. I want to get up and do my daily cleaning routine. I want to make tasty, healthy meals for my family. I want to teach WonderKid that trying new foods is not akin to being tortured. I'm really excited to start making my house into a home, more than it already it is. I'm excited to embrace the roll I've been living for more than 5 years now.
Watch out Martha...you've got some competition!

Downhill...

Why is it that when the husbands away...everything goes down hill? I feel like crap most of the time he's gone. I don't want to get up in the morning, I don't want to get dressed or shower. I don't want to do my hair or makeup. I feel frumpy and ugly. The first week wasn't too bad, I was exercising...feeling okay. But this week has just sucked! I don't feel sad, just like there's no point. I know that I'd feel better if I made the effort, but I can't seem to get myself to do it. We haven't been down to the pool lately, maybe I need more sun?! I don't really like feel this way. I know it's probably because I'm PMSing that I'm feeling this way.
I just gotta start doing the stuff. Getting up, exercising and getting showered and dressed everyday. Right away, first thing in the morning. Maybe I'll start that tomorrow morning. Maybe it'll help me feel better. Thanks for listening to me pout.

Tagged

Tagged by HeatherY
1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. Happy Housewives by Darla Shine, "You had these kids: go home and raise them."
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you canright side: the printer left: the air :)
3. What is the last thing you watched on TV? Peep on TLC
4. Without looking, guess what time it is. 8:55 am
5. Now look at the clock. 8:56am, man I'm good
6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Peep on TLC and the A/C
7. When did you last step outside? last night at about 845pm to get a saddle for WonderKid's Polly Pocket pony
8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at? Boo's blog
9. What are you wearing? A tshirt form Pittsburgh, Mr.Wonder's I love you boxer briefs
10. Did you dream last night? Not that I recall
11. When did you last laugh? Last night watching psych, that show it sooo funny
12. What is on the walls of the room you are in? PIctures in frames and a calendar and the wall de WonderKid
13. Seen anything weird lately? I saw two dragonflies flying around in an awkward position, =)14. What is the last film you saw? Step Up with Layla for my birthday
15. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy? Hmmmm Pay off all our debt, pay off our families, give some to church, put money away for WonderKid and us for later.
16. Tell me something about you that I don't know. I love to knit!
17. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? Find a way to convince everyone to choose Christ, I"m with Heather on this one.
18. Do you like to dance? Yes, it is so much fun.
19. George W Bush: He has my utmost respect and prayers. I am so thankful for a president who is not afraid to be "un-popular" when it comes to doing what he believes is right. Praise the Lord for allowing him to be president during these scary times. Again, I'm with Heather!
20. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? Ryelie Ann, duh?!
21. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? no idea, I know Joseph would be in there
22. Would you ever consider living abroad? I"d be scared out of my mind at first, but I'd do it.
23. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gate? Amen Heather "Well done, thou good and faithful servant. Enter into your rest."
24. Four or Five people you want to do this quiz on their blog: Hmmm Steph, Boo, Michelle, Dani

A preview of what's to come?

I HOPE NOT!
We were in the car on the way to watch my friend Layla preform a belly dance for the class she's taking (moral support and all), by the way... she kicked ar$e, and I'm trying to make sure that WonderKid doesn't fall asleep before we get there. You all know she can sleep anywhere (wonder who she gets that from?). So I keep eyeing her in the rear view and talking to her. At one point I catch her eye in the rear view, she just looks at me and tries to ROLL HER EYES AT ME!! She really only looked up, but I knew what she was going for. I basically told her, "Oh no you didn't...," to which she replies, "I'm not to be disturbed." Ummm, since when did I raise a royal (and I'm not talking about those ones in the castles)? Then at the performance she got irritated at me and lightly knocked me in the chin, I over dramatically gasped and she starts going, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over. So I start to talk to her about it, like...we don't hit, yada yada yada. She sticks both her hands, plams out, in front of her face and just keep saying the sorry thing over and over. So she doesn't have to hear what I'm saying.
I'm beginning to not know what to do with her. Ever since Mr.Wonder left, her attitude has increased ten fold. I'm scared that this is going to be the rest of my life. Dealing with her attitude whenever he leaves. And what if it becomes the norm when he's home too? I'm at a loss. Where did my sweet little girl go?

Through the eyes of a child....

We're in the truck going to Wally's to get the new Bring it On movie for my birthday. I've been a little testy this morning, here's the conversation that ensued....

WonderKid: You're not happy on your birthday Mom?
Me: What WonderKid?
WonderKid: Aren't you happy?
Me: (thinking I miss Mr.Wonder) Yeah, I guess
WonderKid: Tell me what you're happy about...
Me: I'm happy I have you
WonderKid: What else?
Me: I'm happy we have a place to live and food to eat
WonderKid: And what else?
Me: I'm happy we get to go to the pool everyday, happy we have friends...
WonderKid: Good, know why I'm happy?
Me: Why?
WonderKid: Because I have you!
Me: Aww, thanks WonderKid!

It might sound silly, but having her have me list what I was happy about put me in a better mood. It amazes me how sometimes kids just know what we need. I love this girl:

Progress

Okay, I know I've posted alot today, I swear this is the last. A long while ago my MIL got me a learn to knit kit. I have put off learning, I hate not being able to just know how to do things. But when Mom was here visiting she showed me what the book told me (I am way more of a visual learner). So I did this little 3x3 inch square while Mom was here. I took a few days off and when I tried to start back up I kept getting irritated at how loose it was and how the yarn liked to fray apart. So I threw away the practice piece and started trying to make a scarf with some yarn I got from Wally's. I'm going pretty good, actually everything you're going to see in the picture I did in one day. I'm so proud of myself for not giving up when it got irritating. You can't really see it put I have a stripe effect going using the knit and purl stitches. Hard to explain...here it is.
Sidenote: I'm super irritated cuz Mr.Wonder called and I couldn't find the stinking phone! It was in the bathroom, why would I leave the phone in the bathroom?! He'll be calling back tomorrow so I guess I can be patient. At least I'll get to talk to him, even though I'd rather SEE him on my birthday!

Unusual napping..

So, this afternoon was entertaining. WonderKid was on the computer playing her Dr. Suess ABC game that she got from her Nana (my Mom, thanks Mom...she loves it!). With this game you can either have the ABC book read to you or you can play an inter-active game with it. WonderKid chose to have the book read to her. As it came up to the N page, I noticed that she was pretty quiet over here..so I came to check on her and this is what I found:
I could not believe that she'd fallen asleep in the computer chair. I picked her up to go and lay her down and she stayed asleep..keep in mind that this is at 4pm, she should not be taking a nap, but I did wake her up early (we starting to get ready for school), so I wasn't too put off. I laid her down in my bed, thinking she might stay asleep and she woke up and sleepily said, "I'm still playing my game Mommy." I said, "But Hunny, you fell asleep.." At this point she get angry, "No I didn't, I can still play my game!" So she got up and laid back down in the chair to "play" her game. I'm pretty sure she'd have fallen back asleep if she hadn't asked for some applesauce to snack on. On the upside, hopefully that little cat nap won't mean she's going to bed late.

Self portrait

This is WonderKid's view of WonderKid. She drew this picture of herself today, she did a great job. Not sure if I see her as she sees herself though. =)
Funny story: We went to Wal-Martay today and WonderKid got a pony coloring book. On the way to the truck she looked up at me from her seat in the car where she was looking through said coloring book and said, "Mom, this book is off the hizzee!" HaHaHaHa! I thought it was the funniest thing.
I'm going to try and put more of these funny things on here so I don't forget htem as quickly. Kids say the funniest things.

Hot Muggy Death!

Heat, in and of itself, is not a bad thing. Without it we'd freeze our tushes off in the winter, probably die of frostbite, we'd take freezing cold showers, we'd eat only raw meat (even the thought of that disgusts me) and lets not forget hot beverages (cocoa, tea, COFFEE!) And I'm sure SOME people (I've yet to meet any) love humidity. Without it some varieties of very pretty plants and flowers wouldn't grow....though in the humidity you can get some nasty bugs *shudder*, but my point....When you place these two things together, the heat and the humidity.....HELL IS UNLEASHED! For the last week Virginia has become as close to hell as I ever want to get. By 11 am it's 93 degrees, by 5 pm it's 103 degrees. And that's not even counting the heat index!! As if 103 isn't hot enough, you add heat's good friend humidity and it feels like it's 1 freakin' 10! I can tell you this, humidity is not my friend, oh no...it's probably not the friends of any woman who doesn't have pin striaght hair either. We all loathe this humidity fellow (we all know it's a man, another woman would NOT do this to her sisters.) You're getting ready for the day, even with the air conditioning (thank you Lord for that invention) you don't want to turn on a hair dryer...so if you're like me, you've been going for the "wavy" look just so you only need the hair dryer on long enough to dry your bangs. You use as little makeup as humanly possible to make yourself look decent. Then you step outside and it's all shot in 10 seconds flat. Youre hair frizzes up so that your "wavy" look just look like a ball of fuzz atop your head and the little makeup you've put on has melted off your face and you're looking at it in a puddle on the ground...it's staring back up at you like, "What did you expect me to saty up there all day? HA, I'm taking the day off and heading to the pool!" So there's no point in doing anything...so you feel like a slob, you try not to go anywhere. You stay at home in your pjs and go to the pool. Those are my days people...I can't wait for the fall and winter. To wear clothes again, have my makeup stay in place and just the slightest bit of frizz at the part (I can deal with that little bit). Argh, but don't get me started on the rain and the freezing wind...hhmmm, typical female, I'm never satisfied. Hee Hee!