I have a whole lot of random things to share with you today...
// Olive dreams of being a future jockey. She eagerly jumps on every horse toy she sees. I get the urge to have an allergy attack when I even think about a future of horse riding for her. I hate to burst her bubble, but I think she's going to be far too tall for that.
// My husband informed me that the latest college girl uniform is YOGA PANTS and that he thinks none of them actually do yoga in their yoga pants.
// I keep seeing the comment Bye Felicia or other Felicia related statements. What is this from and what am I missing because I don't get it?
// I'm tired of hearing about the red cups at Starbucks this year. I thought they were boring and a little too plain for my taste, but I don't base any of my beliefs or life decisions on my coffee container.
// I found Olive "cleaning" the bathroom mirror and Lord knows what else with my TOOTHBRUSH this week! She was so proud of the watery mess saying, "I cleaning mama! So pretty!" I promptly tossed my
cookies toothbrush, got out a new one and hid it from her reach. #howlonghasthisbeenhappening
// My husband is the king of getting bad haircuts. He hates to pay more than $20 for a cut, jumps on any chance to use a haircut coupon and as a result often comes home hanging his head with a botched haircut. I used to blame it on the fact that he wore glasses and was nearly blind when he took them off to get his hair cut. Now that he's had vision surgery, he really has no excuse. He's got very fine, very straight hair, with several cowlicks and is often baffling stylists. He'll give them some direction and then they just start cutting away. He isn't thrilled, but doesn't know how to tell them to fix it. Then he comes home and asks me to fix it. I have zero hair cutting skills so this never ends well. This week he came home with a great haircut and was so proud of himself. Thank you Jesus for Ashley! She did a great job, he remembered to ask her name and has plans to return only to her. Dare I say we've turned a hair cutting corner??
// We went to lunch with my parents and I excused myself to use the restroom before we left. Olive announced to the waitress, "Mommy went potty." No secret is safe with her these days.
// Olive's favorite song to sing along with and dance to is Maroon 5's Sugar - does that make me a bad mom? Or does the fact that she bust out in full on dance moves to anything Meghan Trainor sings? We never listen to Ms. Trainor, but Olive likes her style.
// I've started scoping out boy bedding options and why does every boy bedding retailer have 6 boy options and 60 girl options? I never realized the discrepancy until I started shopping for my little boy. Hmmm I'm going to have to get creative, but you better believe his nursery will be perfect :)
// A couple times a week Olive and I will stop in to see Kevin at work. We don't get out of the car, we just call and see if he's available to come down and say hello. Sometimes we bring a little snack or a treat to spice up his days. The other day I gave him a kiss goodbye and one of his co-workers shouts out I caught you smooching! My face turned BRIGHT red and I was so embarrassed. So much for PDA.
// Olive and I were shopping at Sams picking up our produce for the week (along with a soft pretzel and ice water). We finished our shopping and were checking out. Olive insisted on holding our cup of water (no lid) and I got distracted with the whole check out process. I hear a crash/splash and then Olive says Whoops Accent Mama! Accent = accident and I look over to see a puddle of watery ice everywhere. Our cashier starts to clean up. I have nothing to help out. The manager comes over to help. I scold myself for letting her keep the cup. She tells everyone, "Thanks for cleaning up my accent. Thanks nice lady." It was cute, kind of.
// Have you heard Alanis Morissette's updated Ironic lyrics? They are hilarious
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