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!

Grease

Kristin & I took Em to see the play Grease at the local Opera House. I thought she'd love it... all of the singing & dancing! We had good seats - 4th row - near the band so no one was in front of us.

They started the first song... Em's eyes got big - they came out singing and dancing. I could hear something, I look.. and there sits a terrified three year old, curled up in her seat with tears rolling down her face, crying uncontrolably. Great... a whole 2 seconds into the show and she's crying, wanting to leave.

I take out outside to get some air and calm down. Apparently, she didn't like the drums - they were too loud. After a few minutes outside, then a few more in the back to theatre to show her that it wasn't "too loud", we were back in our seats. She sat on my lap - holding my hands over her ears.

She started to realize that it really was fun, and that she did like the songs and the dancing! She still had to hold my hands over her ears, but she was claping after each song. Not just clapping, but smacking her hands together so hard they had to of stung.

The drummer felt bad. He told her he'd try to play quietly, if at all possible... she liked that.

Intermission - we went outside to get some fresh air. It was hot. Em wanted a drink. Sorry dude - not paying $3 for a water bottle. So, in the bathroom we go, head in sink to get a drink.
Happy again, we return to our seats. Em sits in her own this time. Kristin and I are chatting, laughing about Emma's reaction at the beginning. Emma is looking at the guitarist with a puzzled look on her face. Here it comes, ready?

"Mom - is that a boy or a girl?" I could've died. The poor guy/girl totally heard what she asked. I ignored her, tried not to bust a gut laughing, and asked her if she was ready to hear more songs. She was - of course.

They started again, and I didn't have to cover her ears long. Maybe the first two songs, then she was good for the rest of the show. She wanted to dance. We had more then enough room in front of us so I said go for it! So, little Em stands there, skirt in hands, pulling it up for all to see her undies, like the girls on stage. I should've known.

Tantrums!!

Makayla has started having tanturms. Like... BAD tantrums! Biting, hitting, screaming, throwing herself on the floor tantrums. I don't remember Emma being like this.. EVER! It doesn't take much either. All I have to say is "no" when that little chub finger heads for the nostril and man! You would've thought I took away her best friend. Are you serious dude, I just said no! And for a good reason... who wants to play with the kid that's got a finger up their nose?! It's only to help her make friends in years to come.
I hope this isn't a sign of how her teenage years are going to be. If so, I'll end up in AA...

4th Weekend!

I love the 4th of July. It's my favorite holiday. Not sure why because I LOVE Christmas... and Thanksgiving. But the 4th... there's just something about it!

We went to the Morrisville parade on Friday. It was good... I guess. The girls both liked it so that was good. It was kinda hot, but not bad. We went to camp after and stayed there for most of the weekend. We had fireworks that night... Only 1 backfired, sending the crowd of people watching in different directions (if only I had my video camera going!) This happens EVERY year, never fails.

Makayla was kinda a crappy pants. She doesn't like the heat much, so she litterally slept most of the day Saturday. Like, she was sleeping more then she was awake.. by alot! She'd took 3 2-3 hour naps. Tired, crabby girl. :) Emma loved the water. She went tubing with Daddy, but that didn't go to well as he's too big and the tube was sinking because they had to go slow... oopsy. :)

Mak at the parade. :)

Em & Jacob - recindling their romance.

Doesn't he look thrilled!!

Mak - takin' a mud bath!

Life is SOOOO rough sometimes...

Sisterly Looooooooove.

"Get off - it's MINE!" Love I tell ya!