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birthday week

We are in the middle of birthday week in our little family.  Yesterday was Bubba’s 9th birthday! Today is our dog Lucas’ 63rd (in dog years) birthday!  Tomorrow is Dude’s 7th birthday!

I can’t figure when the went from this:

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to this:

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Time flies when you are having fun!

When Bubba was born (2 weeks late, by the way!) I was so excited to have a healthy baby boy.  I had no idea how much work having a son would be.  Almost exactly 2 years later God laughed and said I hadn’t had enough and blessed us with another son (he has such a sense of humor).

In the early days, we suffered through colicky months that seemed to never end.  We waited three years to have a full nights sleep.  We learned that baby proofing is not the same as boy proofing. We learned that when a toddler (Bubba) drinks a whole bottle of baby tylenol he will get drunk (poison control actually told me that he would be drunk… they were right!). We learned that pennies(Bubba) and polly pockets(Dude) will pass through the digestive tract and come out unchanged.  We have learned lessons we never thought we would need to know.  I am sure there are many more lessons to come.

We have two amazing guys.  Both are going to be smarter than me pretty soon.  Both can make me laugh with their wit and facial expressions.  Both have so much athletic ability that I wonder if someone altered their DNA in utero. Everyday, when I don’t think I can love them anymore, I do. They exhaust me but I wouldn’t take it any other way!

Happy Birthday Bubba, Dude, and the dog!

ps.  the dog is a rescue that we adopted as a pup right after bubba was born.  we don’t know his birthday so the boys like to celebrate it on the day in between theirs.  works for me!

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I’m okay

Working a football gate tonight so the boys are having a concession stand dinner. I know… Patent of the year award for me.
Apparently Dude ate too much too fast because when I look over, he is walking towards me and he stops, barfs, walks some more, stops, and barfs again before making it the rest of the way to me.
I am standing at the gate where the ambulance entersThe EMTs working the game jump out of the ambulance to check him out.  Dude grins and says my stomach hurts. He then sits down next to me for a few minutes and rests. The EMT is still concerned and I brush it off. 
After a few minutes Dude says to me “my stomach feels so much better” and he pulls a package of M&Ms out of his pocket and finishes them off before running to the bleachers.
Gotta love parenting boys!!

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Hertz Donuts

I took the boys to the grocery store with me this afternoon to get a few things for dinner. As usual, they asked for various things as we walked through the store. They love sweets, chips, and soda. I am a horrible mother because I always tell them no and then end up buying it anyway.

So when Bubba asked me to get Hertz Donuts I was not surprised that he was asking for a treat. Here’s how this conversation went:

Bubba: Can we get Hertz Donuts?
Me: What’s that?
Bubba: You’ve never heard of Hertz Donuts?
Me: Uh… No…
Bubba: They are really awesome. Don’t you want to try them, Mom?
Me: (distracted by Dude mad grabbing orange sodas  and throwing them in the cart faster than I can remove them) Sure that’s fine.
Bubba: Okay mom

THEN HE PUNCHED ME IN THE ARM

and he almost fell over giggling saying “Hurts, Don’t it?”

Yes!  Yes it did hurt!

 

 

 

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Confused Tooth Fairy

Dude hates losing teeth.  

The first one he lost freaked him out a bit.

The second one he lost got so wiggly that it fell out when he jumped into the pool last summer.  He had to write a note to the tooth fairy to see if she could find it in the pool.  She wrote back that she did find it but would not go looking for anymore teeth.

The third one got so wiggly that it almost fell out when he went to get his teeth cleaned at the dentist.  Good thing it didn’t actually fall out… we have crappy dental insurance and probably would have had to pay for an extraction or something.

The fourth one was hanging by a thread and sticking sideways.  it was so gross that the hubs and I conspired to pull it out while he was sleeping.  Good thing it didn’t come to that.  He knocked out while brushing.

Apparently, he lost another one last week.  Saturday morning, we woke up to him complaining that he had written to the tooth fairy but she still hadn’t shown up.

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If you can’t read or make sense of this note, you are not alone.  Dude had Bubba write it some time last week.  It says:   

“Tooth Fairy:
I lost my tooth again. I think it is at the YMCA soccer field.  Do you mind if you look for it.  Your friend Isaac”

(By they way, we knew nothing about a lost tooth at the YMCA or that he even had a wiggly tooth for that matter)

Anyway, I guess things changed after they got into bed.  I guess the tooth turned up in his bed (he must have lost it the night before instead of at soccer practice) and they decided to edit the note rather than just get rid of it altogether.  That is in black ink written sideways.  “PSS I found it!”

But alas, it did not stay found for long because the note is updated again in green ink:  psss it is in my bed lost.

The hubs and I knew nothing about any of this and thus were unable to alert the toothfairy to pick up said tooth.  Saturday morning came around and Dude was not happy.  I am pretty sure Bubba is starting to figure things out about who the tooth fairy really is and this may have sent him over the edge of non-belief.  (he is on the fence about all of the guardians (santa, tooth fairy, easter bunny, etc) because he is super logical and none of it makes sense without a strong imagination but he is afraid to not believe in case it is all true).

Anyway, Dude brought me the note and explained everything to me.  The only thing I could come up with for why she hadn’t shown was that his note was super confusing and the tooth fairy didn’t know what he was talking about or where to look for the lost tooth.  I told him we should probably rewrite the note and he asked if I would send her a message on facebook (because that is how a kindergartner thinks you should get a hold of the tooth fairy).

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I made Dude write the second note (no bribing older brother to do his dirty work).  If you can’t read the inventive spelling, it says: 
Dear Tooth Fairy,  I lost my tooth.  Its in my bed. Sorry for my note last night.  Please find my tooth.  Isaac  (and then he drew a picture of a tooth.)

These boys crack me up.

Are your kids afraid of losing teeth?  Have they ever had to write the tooth fairy a note?

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Bedtime prayers

Every night before the boys go to bed we gather as a family, read a short devotional, and say a prayer.
The boys are very thoughtful in their prayers and are learning to prayer for others and things outside of themselves.  Their prayers are from the heart, sweet, and sometimes hilarious.
Last week Dude prayed President Obama would quit smoking. It has been a mentioned a few more times. Tonight he again prayed that Obama would quit smoking but added that “everyone should quit smoking because it is a gross and really really bad habit.” I think he has a few other people in mind but I won’t call them out by name here.  You know who you are dear family.  Dude also prayed “that the people on the naughty list would get good so they can be on the nice list.”
Our devotion tonight was about keeping the peace and seeing and believing the best in people.  Bubba’s prayer tonight “God, thank you for our family.  Help us to like each other.”
These boys crack me up.

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that came out of you?

“Mom get in here!”  Duded yelled with a bit of terror in his voice.

“What?” I ask as the whole family goes running to the bathroom.

“I pooped a spring!  I don’t know how it got in me to get pooped out but I pooped a spring!” Dude shouts with a hint of pride.

“Gross!” Bubba yelled in disgust as he stepped closer to get a better look.

Sure enough… In the toilet was one of those little tiny springs from an ink pen sticking out of Dude’s turd.

Thus began another talk with the boys about putting things in their mouths.  Yes, we have found other things in their poop including a penny and a Polly-Pocket Outfit.  It has been a long time since we have found anything.  I thought we were in the clear.  Then again… it has been a long time since I have wiped a butt or changed a diaper.

I worry about Bubba and Dude’s chances of making it to adulthood.  How does a child swallow a spring and not realize it?

Does this happen to anyone else’s boys?  

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was that a compliment?

Last night Dude got really mad at me. 

Like really mad.

So mad he was crying and could hardly walk.

He was mad because I wouldn’t let him watch Scooby Doo because everyone else in the house (well Bubba and me- the Hubs wasn’t home) wanted to watch the Olympics.

For almost an hour, Dude cried, yelled, and complained that the Olympics are horrible to watch and Scooby Dooby Doo was a much better choice for Sunday night viewing. 

Eventually he crawled up into my lap and the complaining go a little quieter (he was still griping about it but at least it was at a reduced volume).  A commercial for a cruise line came on and I said that I would love to be on cruise right now (cold weather does not suit me).  This particular ship was emphasizing the fun that kids and families can have while vacationing and they showed some people on a water slide.  Dude smiled and said that looked fun.  I agreed.  Dude asked if I would go with him down the water slide.

This is where I got hopeful that he was over not getting to watch Scooby Doo.

I told him that I would love to get on the slide with him.  

He said, “Well you are too fat so you won’t get to go!”  And then my charming little boy started complaining about the Olympics again.

Tonight we were again watching the Olympics and Dude was loving it.  He snuggled up to me and told me that he was really sorry for what he said last night.  He said, “I really do like your squishy tummy.”

Then compliments really started rolling.  Here are my two favorites.

He told me I was a lot prettier than a badger.  (I hope I am)
He told me that I smelled better than Bubba’s feet.  (Thank goodness because Bubba’s feet stink).

Watch out ladies!  Dude is one charming little boy that likes squishy tummies and has low expectations of beauty.  He is going to make some girl very happy one day!

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