TTFN
January 29, 2009
(Bonus points if you know what that title stands for!)
So I’ve decided to attempt the merge. As much as I love having this cozy little nook of cyber-space carved out especially for All Things Boles, I feel like I am spread a bit thin trying to update two blogs with any sort of regularity. And so, for now, I’m going to move all of personal musings over to my jbo photo blog. I do hope you both (OK, maybe there are 3 or 4 or you…) follow me there and can feel right at home.
CLICK HERE to take the leap…!
Sorry, Paula.
January 28, 2009
Parker and I are just doing some channel surfing while Bailey finishes up her nap. I stop on the Food Network and see a Super Bowl Food special where Paula Dean is cooking some amaaaaazing looking hot wings with her two adult sons. Parker takes a moment and then proclaims, “Mom, those mans are helping her cook because she is just too old.”
HAHA! (and poor, old Paula)
Imagine if…
January 27, 2009
I had a taste of the “good life” yesterday at Lizard’s house. Parker, Bailey and I spent the morning with her and the boys and it just felt so GOOD. The kids adore each other and I love the heck out of my home slice Liz. We need to make the effort to do it more regularly. The 25-minute drive isn’t that big of a deal, but gee, wouldn’t it be incredible to only have to walk next door??
I love where I live. My neighbors are beyond rad, and cul-de-sac living is just about as good as it gets. That said, I can’t help but wistfully imagine what it would be like to have my best friend live right next door . We would have an “open door” policy between our two homes…kids would play together every day, we would have picnic lunches together in the backyard, spending time together when there is NO schedule. Just leisurely hanging out, chatting, watching the kids be kids, cooking meals together, waiting for the husbands to get home, and handing over kid-duty the millisecond they do… Wistfully, wistfully.
Sweet Dreams
January 24, 2009
Just a little peek at our nightly routine. I really, really love my boys.
Makes a Mama Proud
January 20, 2009
An amazing day in the history of our country, no?
I’ll tell you, the excitement is infectious! Seems we even have ourselves an Obaby…
Happy Birthday, Billy Baby…
January 11, 2009
One year ago, I was holding your teeny brunette (!!) self in my arms for the very first time. I still pinch myself at your perfectness. :) I love you, my precious daughter, in a way that I never imagined I could. We have so much to look forward to together. What an amazing gift (and excruciating challenge) it is to be able to raise your very best friend! If you love me half as much as I love my mother, I will know that I have done well. Happy birthday, Bailey Marlyce.
We are just getting started.
For Heaven’s Sake
January 9, 2009
Oh Parker. Dear, sweet, Parker. There are days when you simply drive me batty. But, just when I think that you have driven me to the very brink of frustrated insanity – you pull out something so ridiculously innocent and cute that I can’t help but want to plant fat kisses all over those chubby kid cheeks.
If you know the lad, you know he’s a talker. And an asker. We have the same roundabout conversations over and over, day after day. Once he gets going, bless his heart, he just can’t seem to shut down his sweet, stuttering stammer. Now, I am delighted that he has taken such a precocious interest in football. He can dazzle strangers with his talk of teams, players, positions, and uniforms. It is admittedly adorable that he begs to wear his Texans jerseys every stinking day. I am amazed at his understanding of downs, interceptions, and fumbles. But at times, a mama can only take so much.
In the car yesterday, I had just about reached my limit. I had been repeatedly scolded for (truthfully) answering “I don’t know” to too many of his inane and obscure football questions, and I wasn’t sure if I could take another moment of pig skin musings.
“Mom, I fink the Cinciati (sic) Bengals are going to play the Timba Bay Bucaneers on Monday Night Football tonight?”
“Today is Wednesday, Parker.”
“No, I fink it’s Monday Night Football.”
“OK, whatever, baby.”
“Is the Cardinals a football team?”
“No, Parker, they are a baseball team.”
“No Mom, they are a college football team.”
“Oh. OK Parker, you’re right.” (I mean, seriously?!? How does he know these things??)
“Mom, I fink the Cardinals are from the Louisville college.”
“OK, Parker.”
“No, Mom, the Cardinals are a football team. For college. Not professional. They play defense and Rutgers plays offense.”
“OK, Parker.” (blood pressure elevating slightly)
“Does the Cardinals play defense?”
“They play both, Parker.”
“No, Mom, I fink they play just the defense.”
“OK, Parker.” (breathe Janica breathe Janica breathe…)
“No, Mom -”
“Parker!” (deep breath) “Parker, my ears need a little break for a minute, OK?”
“OK, Mom.”
-a moment’s pause-
“Mom?”
“Yes?” (through clenched teeth)
“Is heaven a city?”
Oh, to be four years old. It is a big, confusing world out there. I suppose I should be thankful that football is relatively straightforward by comparison…
Tee-Tee in the Potty
January 3, 2009
My mom has mentioned a couple of times recently that Bailey’s diaper has been dry when she wakes up from her naps. Yesterday afternoon, I noticed this very fact as I went to change her right after naptime. I thought, “Eh, what the hay?”, pulled out Parker’s old Dora potty seat, and plunked her down.
I’ll be darned if that girl didn’t tinkle. Immediately.
Now sure, I am 99% sure that it was a total fluke, but it made for an exquisite moment of Mom-pride, nonetheless.
My sweet little sprinkler. 
Out with the Old…
January 1, 2009
Happy New Year?
Apparently, Team Boles is quite literal with the ideas of a fresh start for the new year. All four of us have spent the past couple days huddled around various toilets, ensuring that our bodies carried nothing over from 2008 into 2009. And I mean NOTHING. Really, folks, nothing brings a family together quite like an intestinal bug. Those who puke together, stay together.
We have slowly emerged from the den of sickness, however, and are not that much more worse for wear. Virtually every bed linen in the house has been freshly laundered (at least twice), Parker has almost figured out that it really is preferable to vomit in the toilet, and this morning, the Wii Fit accused me of using “unhealthy methods” of dropping 6.4 pounds in 2 days. Thanks for your insight, stupid plastic balance board.
There is so much that I want to add to bring my blog-life up to speed. I am so anxious to get back into a routine and really use my time more effectively. I want to schedule, plan, prioritize and organize. Hmmm…if only there was a time of the year where one could, I don’t know, resolve to make those kinds of changes. That would be neat.
