The other morning I had put Ryan down for a nap. Finally some peace and quiet. I was watching the wedding happen on Live with Kelly when I felt something tickle me under my chin. I went to swipe the loose strand of hair away and I noticed a black spider fall to the floor. I froze in horror and then SCREAMED at the top of my lungs. Ewwww....a spider was on me...a creepy little creature was on me....Ewwww....then I heard another scream. I had woken up Ryan. Poor little boy. He woke up to his mommy screaming. No fun. I think he thought I was being tortured or something...not that he knows what torture is. Torture to him is not getting a bottle every 3 hours...or having his foot dipped in cheese..that post will come later. Back to the creepy spider. So I called my dad....no answer. I called my mom. Poor mom. She answered the phone all happy and had to listen to her daughter have a complete breakdown on the phone as well as hear her grandson scream in the background. I was shaking and my breathing was unsteady as I stared at this spider on the floor. I am so terrified I have trouble even killing them. My mom had to walk me through this process. She told me to find a shoe. I found a phone book instead. I told her I was going to sit the phone down while I killed it. So I sat the phone down. Then I proceeded with a battle cry of DIE as I threw the phone book on top of it and took Ben's shoe and beat the phone book like ten times at least. All while shouting die, die. I can only imagine the look on my mom's face as she tried to hold back laughter at hearing all of this. After that, I left the phone book in the middle of the floor with both shoes on top. Then I picked up the phone and told her it was over.
I think I was shaking for the next few hours. Horrific experience.
Then I picked up The Rippler and tried to comfort him the rest of the day. Poor boy....he was very clingy to me the remainder of the day. He really held on to me when I picked him up. I must remember in the future to try not to traumatize him like that ever again.
But ewww...I was attacked by a spider....ew ew ew!!!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Don't touch the hair...
I have gotten into the habit of rubbing Ryan's head trying to mess up his hair. Just a cute little gesture I do to say hello kiddo. The other day we walked Ben to the door so he could leave for work. He kissed me bye and without even thinking I reached up and rubbed Ben's head to say "bye kiddo". I blame it on being sleep deprived. But the look on Ben's face was priceless!!! He said "Why would you do that?" He had taken the time (about 1 minute) to actually fix his hair that morning (and by fix I mean he made sure it wasn't sticking straight up or anything like that). It was hilarious...I didn't have an explanation for him as to why I did such a thing. I just stood there and laughed. He called me a doofus...but I know that I am. Hahaha.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Mac Mac has Arrived!!!
The other half of the crime fighting duo known as Mac Mac and The Rippler has arrived.
Mac Mac (aka Chad Eric McManus Jr.) arrived on Valentine's Day. The Rippler got to see him when Mac Mac was only a few hours old.
I told Mac Mac's parents that The Rippler has been waiting his whole life for Mac Mac to get here...which is true!
So now...the crime fighting duo's saga has begun!
Welcome to the world Mac Mac.
Mac Mac (aka Chad Eric McManus Jr.) arrived on Valentine's Day. The Rippler got to see him when Mac Mac was only a few hours old.
I told Mac Mac's parents that The Rippler has been waiting his whole life for Mac Mac to get here...which is true!
So now...the crime fighting duo's saga has begun!
Welcome to the world Mac Mac.
The Great Flood of 2011...
The Great Flood of 2011, though not of this year, has to be shared with the world. It is by far one of the best moments ever. Quite memorable.
Ben and I, being the new parents that we are, decided to give Ryan a bath in his little tub we received as a gift. We debated on where to put the thing. I suggested the bathtub since it is a tub after all, but Ben suggested the kitchen counter. Me being the worrier (not warrior) that I am suggested the kitchen floor because I could turn into a total clutz and the tub could come plummet to the ground. So Ben put it on the floor to appease me being crazy. We gave a tiny little fella a bath and had him all wrapped up in a towel when Ben decided to dump the water out of the tub. I was holding Ryan so I didn't help him pick it up, but he thought he could do it. I had an overwhelming feeling of dread as he got ready to do this but decided I was worrying over nothing and just let him handle it. Next thing I know he is holding this tub and walking to the sink and it starts to tilt forward...OH NO...he overcompensates and tilts it back and all the water rushes to the back of the tub and over the side! SPLASH. Water goes everywhere. It quickly covers a majority of the kitchen floor as well as there seems to now be a waterfall running down our cabinets. The look on his face was priceless. At that moment I was completely paralyzed...I just stood there...watching it...taking it all in. And I was laughing so hard I literally couldn't move. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. After maybe 15 seconds of hysterical laughter I realize I should probably help, so I put Ryan down in the nearest, safest area possible...I think it was his bassinet, and ran to the linen closet and proceeded to grab every towel I could find. I figured we would have enough to mop up all the water now flowing in our kitchen.
Needless to say all baths following this incident take place in the actual bathtub. Lesson learned. But honestly, it was worth it...to have that moment. So freaking awesome!!!
Ben and I, being the new parents that we are, decided to give Ryan a bath in his little tub we received as a gift. We debated on where to put the thing. I suggested the bathtub since it is a tub after all, but Ben suggested the kitchen counter. Me being the worrier (not warrior) that I am suggested the kitchen floor because I could turn into a total clutz and the tub could come plummet to the ground. So Ben put it on the floor to appease me being crazy. We gave a tiny little fella a bath and had him all wrapped up in a towel when Ben decided to dump the water out of the tub. I was holding Ryan so I didn't help him pick it up, but he thought he could do it. I had an overwhelming feeling of dread as he got ready to do this but decided I was worrying over nothing and just let him handle it. Next thing I know he is holding this tub and walking to the sink and it starts to tilt forward...OH NO...he overcompensates and tilts it back and all the water rushes to the back of the tub and over the side! SPLASH. Water goes everywhere. It quickly covers a majority of the kitchen floor as well as there seems to now be a waterfall running down our cabinets. The look on his face was priceless. At that moment I was completely paralyzed...I just stood there...watching it...taking it all in. And I was laughing so hard I literally couldn't move. It was one of the funniest things I have ever seen in my life. After maybe 15 seconds of hysterical laughter I realize I should probably help, so I put Ryan down in the nearest, safest area possible...I think it was his bassinet, and ran to the linen closet and proceeded to grab every towel I could find. I figured we would have enough to mop up all the water now flowing in our kitchen.
Needless to say all baths following this incident take place in the actual bathtub. Lesson learned. But honestly, it was worth it...to have that moment. So freaking awesome!!!
Monday, February 6, 2012
A Makeshift Hat...
I went for a walk with Amy in a nearby neighborhood last Friday...it was cool outside so I made sure Ryan had his jacket on as well as some socks. I was carrying him in my Baby Bjorn thing and wanted to make sure he was dressed appropriately. I have no idea how I missed his head....now I realize that sounded funny...what I mean is when I carry him in that thing his head is right under my chin almost. You think I would have noticed that I did not have a hat on him. But I wasn't thinking and we headed out for our walk. It was much colder than I realized. I started feeling really guilty that he didn't have a hat on...but we were too far from the house to go back and get it...so I pulled out the spit up cloth (which was a washcloth...and clean, he had not yet spit up) and placed it gently over his head. That was quite a sight!!! I so wish I could have gotten a picture of that but I didn't. It will just have to live in my memory...and on this blog forever. It did keep his head warm...so that was a plus. I am definitely not going for the "Mother of the Year" award!!! One day Ryan might read this and all I can say is I love you son and I am sorry I put a washcloth on your head but it was all I had. Thanks for putting up with me. You're an awesome kid.
Whitman's Sampler...lovely box of candy
Not really a story about The Rippler...just a fun story regarding The Rippler's mom:
Valentine's Day is coming up...and Ben already got me some candy in a heart shaped box. Ben is not one to wait on giving me gifts...I believe I opened my Christmas gifts the first week of December and last year for my birthday I opened it up in March (birthday is in May). Oh well...I love it. Anyway, so I have this nice box of chocolate and they do not have descriptions on them which makes it interesting...I guess I will just have to try them and find out what is inside. Alas, there is always one I can count on...one true pure joy of chocolate. That would be the Whitman Sampler Messenger Boy. Just a solid piece of milk chocolate. My favorite ever since I was a kid. Now...this is where the funny story starts. It's not that it is the best piece of chocolate in the world. It is just that it is the only solid milk chocolate in the box. If you know me at all then you know I am/was a picky eater...I am getting better...but as a kid I would not try anything new. So that is the only piece I ever ate. My twin brother never got to eat the Whitman Sampler Messenger Boy chocolate. I mean NEVER. So he had it built up in his head that it was the most glorious, fantastic, delicious piece of candy the world has ever seen! A few years ago he finally got to try it and was highly disappointed and so confused. How could I like something so much that was so....average tasting??? I then shared my secret...it was the only solid milk chocolate in the box...that is why I liked it. The look on his face was priceless.
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