Funny for today!

This was posted on a mom's board I frequent.  Hilarious and yet so true!

A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?' 'Yes,' was his incredulous reply. She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'

Out at the ballgame

Bare with me as I try to learn how to edit photos.  I'm struggling to get the colors right but I'll get there eventually.  And when I say edit, I mean autofix and stuff like that.  Nothing professional at all.

Here are some pics from today at Logan's baseball game.  We didn't last long b/c SOMEONE (not naming names) had a complete meltdown that did not end for 3 hours.  Ugh!



The beginning of meltdown mode.



Last day of Swim

I just got a call from my mom asking for more pics of Sam so here are some from Saturday's swim class.  Sam has so much fun that I'm definitely signing him up for the next outdoor class.

Thanks, Grammy Shap for coming to watch Sam swim!

Silly Sam

I laid Sam on his mat after his morning nap.  I looked over a couple of minutes later and found him like this:

 I know what you're thinking.  Why on earth would Sam pull off his own pants?  Perhaps they were too tight?  Maybe they were smelly?  Not his favorite color?

Nope.  Apparently my kid was curious about how his pjs taste:

And do you think that he cared that he got caught?
Nope.  He kept right on noming.

So you know I had to get it on video, right?

Make sure you TURN YOUR VOLUME DOWN.  Sam is doing this new screech as loud as he can thing All.The.Time.  You've been warned.

Now that we've pretty much mastered sitting...

We're moving on to crawling.  Sam's not as accepting of the practice needed as we would like.

Here's some video:

Out for a walk

We went out for a quick walk before the storm yesterday.  The flowers around the neighborhood are in full bloom and so beautiful.  So, of course  we had to take some pics.  :)

First time sitting in the grass:

What is this green stuff?

Such a big boy!

Pretty flowers:

Let's talk sippy cups.

Now that Sam is 6 months old (big boy), we are introducing the sippy cup.  Can you guess how this is going over with my son?  I mean, he is a Shap which means he does what he wants, when he wants, in his own unique way.  Not a dig on the Shaps.  I am one now too.  I'm just sayin'...genetically, Sam's predisposed.  :-)

Here is the introduction:

Hmmm...not a bottle like he thought it was:

What the heck is this?

Maybe this is another teething toy?

I'll just nom on the bottom of it.

Maybe if he ignores it it will go away?

I can't see you.  You're not there.  I can't see you.  You're not there.

 Let's try it one more time:

Maybe we should just give up.

I'm done, Mom.

I keep trying though.  I give it to him after every feeding.  We'll try a little juice today to see if we can entice him.  Please ignore the mismatched outfit.  I've given up on putting matching pajamas on him since you can see by the front of his shirt that they never last long anyway.  My little drooly monster.