The Christmas Tree Nightmare

Ok I just couldn't wait to get home to blog about this one. So this morning I driving little Shawn to school because I had volunteered to do a Black History project with his preschool class- BTW we made African crowns out of poster board and foam stickers :),

Anyway he was riding very nicely in the back seat looking at an old Christmas Toy Catalogue and when he finished, he put it down and asked me for a fruit snack. (His dad has him hooked on this stuff like crack), then he asks me for what I thought was a "Christmas Tree." I told him that Christmas was over and there were no trees left- OMG he began to get so upset,yelling and tears flowing "I want a Christmas Tree!" It got so bad that I had to pull over the car and threaten to put him out to wait for his daddy to drive by (he was like 2 mins behind us.) So after I pulled over and calmed him down a bit, we continued on. He again asked for a Christmas Tree and I just told him "Ok." He waited for a min, then once he realized that I was not handing him a tree, it began again. All of this while I am driving down Victory Blvd headed for the nightmare that we call the 405 freeway. So I opened up his back pack which is always full of snacks- and it hit me- Krispy Treat! My poor baby wanted a Rice Krispy Treat and there it was sitting in his backpack the whole time.

The really sad part was that he knew it was there because he eats one every morning on the way to school with Daddy. He has this whole routine- 1st its the fruit snack, then its the Rice Krispy Treat, then he drinks his bottle of water, then he takes a quick nap.

And now I went and screwed his whole morning up because I couldn't get it together. I am cracking up inside as I am typing this. I am such a horrible mom for threatening to put my 3 year old out on the side of Victory Blvd for requesting a "Krispy Treat." LOL and as I think back on the whole situation, when he first asked for it, he was so sweet and polite when asking. So can I just smack myself for this one.

So the moral of the story moms, is:
1) Learn the routine established by baby and daddy for the morning commute
2) Brush up on the 3 year old linguistic pattern
3) Don't threaten to put your kid out the car for asking for a Christmas Tree- I mean Krispy Treat LOL

Well after I felt like crap for the rest of the commute- I went into his classroom and made him proud of how creative his mommy really his. All of his classmates loved the art project and his teachers were so impressed at how engaged and excited they were about the activity. The funny thing is that as I was entering the classroom I overheard her tell the kids that if they acted up with me- I was going to put them out of the class. Man word travels fast :)-

Turning 33

So I really have decided to make myself a priority this year. Like many wives and mothers, I have always put taking care of everyone else first, then if there was some time left for me (which there never was), then I would do something for myself. Well in honor of my birthday I did something that I have not done in a long time, I went shopping for me and only for me. I bought some really hot bandage heels (at least thats what Chloe calls them), a pair of skinny jeans which are one size too small, a ton of jewelry (I love the $2.95 prices at H&M) and a couple of lace front wigs. Which by the way I am already addicted to- but I will save that for another day's blog.
It felt really good to shop for me, but of course I will spend Monday returning some things that I just got caught up in the moment with :) but I'm thinking I will pick up another pair of skinny jeans. Hey they really make me feel skinny. I feel good about this birthday. In fact it was one of the better ones, and I got a chance to spend it with my mother, my husband and kids, my father and my girlfriends- all over a three day period.
Whew, not I need a vacation from the celebration.

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