6/11/13

Water Games

Summer doesn't technically start for another week and half-ish, but mine starts as soon as summer visitation with Ali gets here and that, my friends, was yesterday. I had to run to Walmart and get groceries (yeah yeah, I know... I hate that place, too) and while I was there decided to get some water toys: hose, sprinkler, and water guns! Ali was excited, too.
Yes, I call him Fuzzy Husband... 
As soon as I got home and the groceries were put up, the water games were ON. Ali filled up all the water guns and started shooting Jordan as soon as they got outside. Jordan, of course, didn't like it. "NOOO ALLLII!!" he screamed. He would cry every time she shot him until we taught him how to work his own little pistol, and then he shot everything. Including me.
You see that little cloud looking thing next to her feet?
Yeah.. that's the sprinkler.

The sprinkler I bought was pretty much a dud. I guess that's what I get for paying only a dollar. We had to refill the water guns about 400 times, and once I even performed a mommy ninja sneak attack on them with all 6 guns at once. Of course... Ali saw me and so the only one I was actually able to shoot was Jordan, which prompted another, "NOOOO MOMMMYYY!!! MY ORANGE GUN!!"

Sneak attack!!
They played in the water for about an hour and a half until they both decided they couldn't go another second without food.

In other news, Jordan is supposed to be potty training right now. Want to know how many times he's actually peed in the potty in the past two weeks? ZERO. He'll sit on it for a while, sure. But as soon as he actually gets the urge to go, he'll ask for a diaper. We've tried making it fun, letting him stand up, putting him on the big potty... we even tried to bribe him with money (which he normally goes for) and still aren't having any luck. Well.. they say when they're ready it's a piece of cake. But the question is: Is my stubborn little boy every really going to be ready? Hmmmm...

Yep, I'm going to be the mom sending her kid to kindergarten in pull-ups.


6/7/13

Shoes and Muddy Feet

Okay, so it's no secret that my son, Jordan:
Baby Jordan
Looks very much like his Daddy:
Baby Fuzz
Another pic:

The similarities do not stop there. They are so much alike in personality that it's a little scary. For example: They both love shoes. Husbands aren't supposed to have more shoes than their wives, but mine does! More clothes, too. And he owns about 5 gazillion dress ties.

Jordan has this weird obsession with his Nike sandals. We thought it was cute at first, but now it's such a nightmare if we can't find them. "SANDALS, MOMMY, SANDALS!!" He'll cry forever for them. He wears them to daycare every day, sleeps in them, and cries when he has to take them off during bath time. He has tan lines from them. He's worn them so much that they permanently smell like sweaty feet, regardless of how many times we clean them.

On those nights that I hide his sandals from him so he can't sleep in the stinky things, he still has to have shoes on. The kid hates having his feet exposed to our dirty floors I guess. "House shoes, Mommy? My house shoes?"

Last night we went to a friend's house to watch the game (go Spurs!) and we let our kids go out in the backyard and play together. 3 minutes into it, I hear Jordan crying. I run outside to see what's wrong... he's standing in mud. He'd taken his shoes off and walked through a mud hole and did NOT like the feel of it between his toes. He didn't want to even walk to me for fear of getting his precious little piggies even dirtier.

We cleaned him off. Seconds later, he'd done it again. It was hilarious. After a while (and several cleanings later) he decided to just stay on the porch. Then he and his friend called it quits altogether and just came inside to play. I wish I had a picture of him standing in the mud crying, it was so dramatic and funny!

My husband is truly the SAME way about dirt. He does NOT like it one bit. Sweat, he can handle. Dirt? Not a chance.

They may be alike in a lot of ways (pretty much every way imaginable), but I truly hope I can make Jordan have better eating habits than his dad. Wish me luck.