This Side of Sunny

Thriftshop Breedlove Kids Style

Another viral video:

 

Harlem Shake Breedlove Style

This all started with Jake showing us all the funny Harlem Shake videos on Youtube, so we decided to make our own.

 

One of those days...

Ever have one of those days?

:: I forgot my lunch at home

:: got a speeding ticket

:: my yogurt breakfast drink was out of date

:: learned that the hubby's no-more-kids surgery is a work in progress, ahem

:: hubby will take one day off each month unpaid, mandatory

:: had 2 out of 3 kids crying in the car at any given moment

:: realized it's still only the first week of school

I'm off to workout and try to build some serotonin levels up. Think I'll need it for the rest of the week.

Climbing a mountain

Ever sign up for something and realize too late you got in way over your head? That was me and the belay skills class I signed up for at the gym.

I had special points I needed to use up and thought learning how to rock wall climb would be a new adventure. What they failed to mention when signing up for the class was previous experience preferred.

Belaying involved knots and carabiners and new terms like "take". My class consisted of two young boys, probably around the age I will teach in the fall. Talk about feeling old.

Although mentally I felt out of my league, this body of mine that skydived at 18, completed a half marathon, and bore three children proved I still got what it takes. I was strong and I am strong.

I got to the top of that 35 foot wall four times. The difference between now and then? I'm sure tomorrow morning I'll know.

Humpty Dumpty's iPad

It's been a rough week over here and it ended with a crash, literally. My iPad 2 went from looking like this:

to Kids+Asphalt=Disaster.

Now I admit, I cried. I cried realizing how stupid it was to be crying over a thing, but when you're a mom of three, there just seems like there's very little that is just yours anymore.

It was my own fault- I was letting the boys watch a video on it during a car trip. On our way back, before I drove away, I realized one of the boys wasn't buckled and went to open up the door. At that same exact moment, my iPad flew out (hard case on) and face planted onto the asphalt. The scene of the crime was not pretty.

The boys were immediately sorry but the damage was done. Through my tears I told them that it wasn't their fault, that it was just a thing and people are more important than things (translation: mama is having an emotional breakdown but it is not the end of the world).

Luckily the function of the iPad still works so I might be able to get the screen repaired, fingers crossed. If I do get it fixed, this will be one thing that I won't be sharing anymore.

 

Library lesson

{Who needs a library when you have your own?}

Today I do not have any books or DVD's checked out from the library. Not one. Why is this significant? Well, let's just say I have a library card for two different library systems, county and city, and am known to have more than twenty books out at any given time.

By the numbers-

County- $2 DVD late fee, won't accept new item for lost one

City- .20 cents DVD late fee, will accept new for lost item

It's not easy to figure out where I should be checking my stuff but the City library is waaaay farther.

Can you guess what the lesson was?

Don't check out DVD's at the county library! Or better yet, use Netflix, which has all the DVD's for the kids anyways (my hubby's advice that I took too late!).

Money spent:

$10 late fee (trying to find the lost DVD)

$20 replacement fee through library

$10 new DVD I bought, thinking it would work for replacement

Total: $40

The inability to put pride aside and follow hubby's advice? Not-so-priceless.

How to... fix your washing machine

The redneck version includes duct tape, chair and a laundry basket full of dirty clothes.

Hopefully before the New Year we will have the part to fix the door and can fix it right.  Until then, the redneck version is working for us. Oh yeah, I'm still counting my blessings (see my last post).  At least I can still do my laundry, although cloth diapers has become more difficult!

 

100th Post

Actually yesterday was my 100th post!  I have been blogging officially for 5 months now, unofficially for years with family website (remember those?).  I thought it was fitting that my 100th post was a Tot School one, since that's really what got me started with this blog. 

In honor of this milestone and it is one because I can't even stick with an exercise routine for longer than a few weeks, not that I'm exercising at all right now... but I digress.  To celebrate my 100th post, I wanted to share why blogging has made me a better mama.

For starters, when moments like these happen...

Oh yes, that's my brand new tile floor.

And that's the little boy blue who pulled the paint can down from the counter (apparantly the lid was not on tight enough, ahem).  He has it around his mouth but he didn't eat it, thank goodness.

Instead of coming home 8 months pregnant to newly decorated floors, I definitely would have blogged about and laughed about it, well blogging yes, laughing, maybe.

I went into Coleman's room one day to find this...

Luckily it was his laptop and not mine!  I must have thought it a little bit funny because I did take a picture.  Yep, would've blogged about this little mishap with the baby powder. 

Those are moments I captured with the camera, but didn't capture with words.  I like looking back and remembering the narration of life right at that moment.

Like finding this arranged on the floor one morning by my other son, Carter.

I was too shocked to scream so I just turned this into a learning opportunity:

 

Blogging has made me a better mother because instead of screaming, pulling my hair out or getting angry- I just get my camera and think, oh man, this is going to be a good post.

I can't wait to see what 'blogging opportunities' Amelia's going to give me. 

Anybody else ever have moments like these?

My new ride

I went riding on an elephant named Dixie this weekend...

I hope your weekend was just as adventurous.

 

 

New classification

Me: Coleman, please don't feed your sister grass, she can't eat that.

Coleman: Why?  She's not an herbivore?

Me: No, she drinks milk.

Coleman: So she's a milkivore?

Me: Yeah, she's a milkivore.  *grins*

Can you tell we watch a lot of Dinosaur Train and Magic School Bus?

Here's the little milkivore now... busy playing with the doorstop.  Who needs toys when you have those?