Romote Controlled Chairs - Part Two

So the girls were at Barb's again yesterday (Monday). Barb said that Makayla, yet again, venutred her way into Marion's room. Only this time, Marion was asleep. Makayla made her chair go alllllll the way up, then noticed her cup of iced tea so left the chair up. Marion was in the chair, sound asleep, leaned all the way forward with her arms on the floor. Makayla tried to take a sip of her iced tea, and ended up spilling it, so was quickly picking up the ice cubes when Alan walked in to hid the evidence.
Poor Marion never woke up. Good thing - she would've ended up in a pile on the floor!

Remote Controlled Chairs

I went to lunch with my co-worker lady friends today. It was great! We got to chat, eat, and not be bothered by the red neck boys we work with. With there, I bumped into Barb and her sister. The girlies go to Barb's on Monday & Friday... have for years. In turn, they call her Grammy. :) So, Grammy & I had the following conversation...
GB: So this morning, we couldn't find Makayla. Dave thought maybe she went in Marions room.
Me: What does she do in Marion's room?
GB: Oh, she likes to go in and play with the remote...
Me: To the TV?
BG: No. There's a remote that goes to her chair. Dave went in and Marion was going up and down, up and down, back and forth, back and forth, and Makayla was just standing there with a big grin on her face and her chubby little figers pressing the up / down buttons!
I was unable to speak as I was trying to contain my laughter.

Mama I love you.

My kids seem to be alot more wild lately. It's not even hyper. It's like they're trying to compete with each other to see who can be the loudest, baddest kid around. They run laps around the house. Take things from the other just to hear the other scream. Push each other around. And not like a gental push, like, shoving hoping to see blood. Hold the cat in the air by her tail. Pull the dogs ears and sit on him like a horse.
When is the craziness going to stop! They're good girls, don't get me wrong. They say their please and thank yous. They cover their mouths when they cough or sneeze... well, Em does. Mak doesn't really get that yet. But still. They're good! Why must they be bad? To test my patience? To see if I'll let them stay with their grandparents for a week, not just for the night?
Aw well. I guess some day I'll look back and wish they were still the darling 1 & 3 year olds that would stop talking/screaming/running/crying/whinning for a brief second to say "mama, I love you so much" and make the talking/screaming/running/crying/whinning not even matter.

Maine!

We're headed to Maine on Thursday. I cannot WAIT!!! We'll be there until Sunday, just long enough to get in a little vacation. We go with a big group of family & friends, so that will be nice not having to worry about watching the girls the whole time. They both currently have a cold, which I hope clears up by then. We can't wait though! Hopefully it's a hoot! And hopefully I don't over eat too bad. Or over drink. :)

Is it 5 yet?!

I think I'm overtired... Everything today has been pissing me off so bad. People at work, Arron, people at the gym, my lunch... I mean, what can my lunch do to piss me off. I dunno, but it managed too. I'm in need of a weekend of sleep! I'm also in need of all the dipshits I work with to get fired. That'd be great...

Enough bitching for one day...

Melting Mama's heart...

I've always loved music. I can remember loving New Kids on The Block so much, that I had everything from bed sheets, to 4x5 posters on my wall, shirts, dolls, sleeping bag, lunch box. You name it, I had it.
So, it wasn't a shock when I got older and became what's the word... I won't say obsessed, because that's rather stalkerish, how about, fell in love with the music and looks of the Backstreet Boys. This was about 10 years ago. In that 10 year span, I've gone to 5 (6 this Saturday) concerts, paid $250 to go to NYC to meet on of them (the money went to charity!) had my walls & ceiling covered in posters. I litterally mean covered - from ceiling to floor. Had countless CD's, memorabilia. You name it - I've been a devoted fan.
My dream has been that one day, at least one of my children would show an interest in music and concerts. So I could share with her the enjoyment of traveling around New England, or the US for all I know, watching her favorite play. Ahhhh the feeling.
Emma has started a "love" for Taylor Swift. I love it. LOVE. IT. She knows her song lyrics, has a t-shirt that she'd wear everyday if I let her, and has told me that she's going to come over and play some day. Very cute.
Last night did it for me. We were going home and she says, TOTALLY out of the blue and randomly:
"Mom. Someday, I'm gonna go to a concert. BackSeeBoys. And I'm gonna dance and sing reeeeeally loud".
She then found a BSB poster that came with a CD I've had well over a year. She wanted it put in HER room, right over her bed. Does she know how to melt her mama's heart or what...

Sleep Deprived...

My girls sleep through the night - Amen to that. Em will have the occational sleep walking episode, but for the most part she sleep great. Problem is, she doesn't want to go to sleep at night!
She'll sit/lay in her bed for an hour at least! Singing, "reading", crying, kicking... you name it, she's doing it. She's obviously exhausted, but just won't give in! What gives child! Mommy & Daddy need sleep to!
When she is finally asleep, it's usually a race to see who can get in bed first. We're out like a light! Then comes 5-5:15... our alarm is set to go off at 5:30 (still way to early if you ask me!). Both kids are awake before our alarm. I. CAN. NOT. FUNCTIONTHISDAMNEARLY!!!! Ugh!
Why can't they sleep until, hm, lets say 6?! Is that too much to ask!? No! It's not... so girls, please listen to momma.. Sleep as much as possible... Please. For my health. And sanity.. SLEEP!