Commando is not a Sport

I thought my battles with Dylan had come to an end.
That I finally taught him to get dressed, not run around the house naked.
It was quite the fight, constantly refusing to allow him out with only socks on....LOL

Here is my dilemma.....he now refuses to wear underwear.
pretty much 99% of the time he goes commando.
He won't let me help him get dressed, yells at me daily
"Don't look at me Naked Mama!"

Guess I asked for that one, huh?

He has also learned a bad habit from his "Bobbi" ( Grandma)
My mom taught him how to pee outside....Sigh   Joyous I tell you.
There is actual proof.... embarrassing as this will be for him later in life,
it is in fact a pretty damn funny pic.

We were out in the meadows for our family pictures with baby girl, we do them
every year. No bathrooms close by, Dylan decides that he had to go pee. Right then
and there. Drops his pants in front of another family getting their pictures done by another photographer. He sees the reaction of the family and turns around and snaps a pic.

All I thought at the moment it happened......."Thank God he was wearing underwear...........'

I dedicate this Post to Dylan John.
Happy 4th Birthday Monkey, I Love you!

Crap! I've been De-throned!

That's right.......
She had to make an entrance into my life somehow. After thinking it wasn't possible to even have a Girl after 3 little boys, my little girl is on the way. 
I have spent the last few months trying to come to terms that I will have another baby, let alone a GIRL!

We are excited, the boys are thrilled, and I have been coming to accept the color PINK. 

My husband said something last night that really made me laugh, he hasn't really talked much about the fact that Baby Girl is coming, but he is a quiet person. He told me that during lunch he saw a teenage girl walk into the restaurant with a haircut similar to his but more shaved to the skin. He told me if that was our daughter he would've just shaved her whole head.  " finished it off" was his exact statement. Men......

"I have been noticing girls a lot more Barb, and I am just shocked at what they wear and how they behave......." and the words would trail off into a deep thought..... Poor guy. He's is gonna have a lot of sleepless nights ..... hehehe

At least I can reassure myself that with 3 older brothers, she will have a hell of a time dating! I don't know how many brave men who will take on a girlfriend with older brothers...let alone 3 with a Dad....4 men to impress is a lot. :)  that helps me sleep at night.......

What a Mom of 3 Boys says on a Daily Basis:

1. Get your hands outta your pants....you are not Al Bundy.
2. Stop picking your nose, or your brothers!
3. That fork is for eating.....not ( Insert random action here) !
4. The couch is not a trampoline!
5. Your brother is not a punching bag!
6. Stop taking your DS into the bathroom......
7. Stop Splashing....the Tub is not a POOL!
8. Why do you have Rocks in your Pants? And you underwear??
9. Do you really have to shove all those M&M's in your mouth?
10. Peeing on my floor! This house is not your Toilet!

Eating.....the battle of the fittest.

               I have to be proud to say that my kids eat just about everything with a little convincing.
I find that if I make it sound awesome they are interested.
               They of course have their favorites, like yogurt and carrots. I try to have them taste everything at least once. I am grateful that they dont have any food allergies, so I dont have to worry much about the many random little things day to day.
                My boys eat a very specific way.....first veggies ( Gasp)  LOL then meat......and last potatoes.....Unless I serve noodles.....those always go first.
               Every time I make chicken nuggets ( I buy the ones that are shaped like Dinosaurs) Dylan first bites all the heads off.....it's not random either, it's every time. The first time I noticed it I was a bit disturbed. He is a bit aggressive and I did wonder if I should worry.
               Zack on the other hand will ask in detail what we are having for every meal and say "Mmmmmmm Mama. (Insert food) is my FAVORITE!"  He loves to eat. He has come a long way from the semi-picky eater when he was a toddler.  If I ever question what's for dinner he will also suggest "Mayyyyybbbeeeee we can go out to a restaurant and eat there, Hmmmmm?"  Oh  he has been spoiled with eating out.
               I love to cook, but there are days recently that going out is just much easier. With long days and little energy, and being able to have someone else cook for me, who can argue?
               I just recently started giving Masyn more solids and he is enjoying all the varieties I come up with. since he has more teeth he is getting more and more table foods then baby food. and so far only Cranberry sauce failed.
               Dylan is more so the fighter, he will eat his Veggies.....but meat is a battle. I have to beg him to at least eat 3 bites. I think he may be my Vegan. He hates meat and will only eat it if i hide it in his other foods. there have been a few times he has even "sniffed or spotted" meat and will take the bite of veggies and clamp his teeth before the meat.... Clever little Monkey!

Toy Destruction

                   I made a promise to myself this year that the toys will be organized. I went to Target during a sale last week and dropped over a hundred bucks for 2 shelves and fabric bins. I then spent the following day building and going through the 7 Ikea bins of random toys and notice the Destruction of their toys.....
                   Ion Man was missing a leg and head....A few cars had no wheels......I realized then that I was a Toy hoarder and my kids were not taking care of what they have. I sat down on the floor and promised myself that I will never do this again. I showed Zack (5) that if something breaks and cannot be fixed it will be thrown away. I also explained that he needs to take care of his things or we will not buy him anything.
                   Dylan is having a hard time with the new policy, that you must put something away before a new toy is pulled out, but if I nip this in the bud now, I will see a huge improvement later.

It has been over a week now since I started this project and see the positive in it. the boys are doing better each day and realize that not everything has to be mixed up and they can find their toys much faster!
Feel like I knocked this one outta the ball park!! Wooot!

Clean out your Pockets!

                 I believe this one is pretty explanatory.....The things I find in my kids pockets! I washed many toy cars, rocks, lollipop sticks....ect.  Can you relate?
                 It doesn't get any better with age....My husband Adam is Notorious for leaving pens in his pockets. And my dryer has the ink stains to prove it. Goo gone works well, gets most of it out  but there is a blue tint all along the drum.
                 Only time I don't complain is when I get paid to wash the laundry, the crinkled up bills are always welcome! I even rejoice when I find change! ( I collected a ton of money this way)
                Mud, crayons, sea shells, sand, random leaves, and army men are just the tip of the iceberg. They all end up washed and dried, some make it out alive, while others face the melting doom. I always run to the laundry room when I hear the clatter banging and start to search for the culprit. most of the time I can locate the noisemaker.

               I should just make a basket where I collect these random items and make an art piece out of them.
I have recently heard a story from a close friend where she decided to do the laundry after a trip they took. This exact story is my worst fear. Expensive toys that get washed and possibly dried!
She started her wash and then moves the load along to the dryer and hears the dreaded banging.......yes her Son left his IPOD Touch in his pocket and she didn't check them like she usually does.
She calls me in a panic, because I have already faced a similar doom with water and toy electronics. I invested in a "Bheestie Bag" and no it's not a "glorified bag of rice"....it's a MIRACLE product!  I of course borrowed the bag to her to see if she can save his IPOD.  ( Will update once she opens the bag and see if it works)
I just found out that even after the IPOD endured a FULL wash cycle with SOAP ........
IT WORKS AGAIN!!!!
It's things like this that make me double check the pockets....cause you just never know!!
But Little Boys need to help a Mama out!! Even the Grown Ones for Pete's Sake!

Where are your Pants Little Man???

   Now I am sure that this doesn't just pertain to boys. I have heard even little girls will run around the house butt naked  and giggle away. Especially during the Potty training years. I have been exposed to this lil trend with Dylan. He has been a trip with the whole "I don't want to wear the pants you picked for me....I am my own person" attitude.
   Once he realized that the pants don't come off just by me, that he can also remove them himself....I now have had a pile of jeans, sweatpants and PJbottoms all over his room. The funny part is that he will run around the house yelling  "Where my pants Mama?"  I have come to the conclusion he must have a favorite pair.
   Every morning he will stroll in my room wearing his older brothers pair of jeans,,,,,the legs of them flopping away and he hiking them up like "Urkel" hands always holding the waistband for on false move and they will fall around his ankles and most likely trip over himself. They are also on backwards about 80% of the time.

       I swear one day he will join a nudist colony. Ha.
I will embrace that little booger in anything he does to be honest. Just that right now with him running rampant with no clothes on is a challenge. He tends to grab him butt and run away on his tippy toes laughing away as though this whole deal is a game.
He has this strut about himself, like as though its his way or no way and he damn proud of it. You never know what's next with him.
      Since he loves to have no pants on you would think that potty training him would be easy.....but lil PITA will run away when I mention the potty....of course peeing across the kitchen floor while he is at it!
      Or he will put pants on.....go hid (no pull up on either) and take a poop.
there are good days and bad,  he is about 85% peeing in the potty and maybe 10% pooping, so naked boy is truly giving me a lesson in "Stubborn"
      I do have to thank God that he is not doing other things with his poop....I have heard HORROR stories and I cringe at the thought even now.
       So maybe having a Semi-nudist on my hands isn't that big of a deal, just another joyous bump in the road of motherhood.
      If he is anything like my Brother......This whole "let's get naked" trend may just be his Mantra into adulthood. ( sorry Wally, but I will do my best for him not to turn out like you!)  Not Kidding   Love You Bro!