You know that feeling.. It's been a long day.. You've been up since early in the morning, the commute sucked, your day was long dealing with, well people in general.. Your commute home sucked. The kids were wild at dinnertime, the bath was awful and it took all your energy just to get them into bed.
You've finally had a chance to eat dinner and maybe catch up on some TV, a chapter in your book or some quality time with the pup.. But now it's time to get ready for bed and while brushing your teeth what do you see? Yup, the door opening and your child is coming into the bathroom when they should be asleep..
After a day like you've had the first instinct may be to yell or say "what are you doing out of bed" at a not so quiet level.
But take my advice and take a breath. It's not an easy thing to do, but may be worthwhile.
See a few weeks ago while checking in on the Twinado I accidentally slammed the door.. The windows were open and as you may know it doesn't take much for the door to slam quickly if the windows are open. I cringed and waited a minute to see if anyone woke up and I didn't hear anything so I left.
But there he was, standing there at the door so I just said "what's wrong"? All he wanted to do was hug me. So I got down to the floor and he gave me a big hug, then turned around and slammed the door in my face. Just a little payback for slamming the door while he was asleep. Basically saying I still love you daddy, but I'm slamming the door back at your for waking me up. Little shit..
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Monday, December 2, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Less is Better?
So I've had this opinion for a very long time about something.. Some people disagree and that's fine. It may not even work for everyone as everybody is different. But it works for me and I guess that's all that matters.
Let me ask you a question: When it's the winter and you get into your bed and it's cold (because you're just getting in) do you warm up faster with more clothes on or less?
My thought has always been that the less clothes you wear to bed, the more contact the comforter has with your skin and therefore transfers the heat more quickly warming up your body faster. Am I crazy? There are people out there who swear by wearing socks, sweatshirt, sweatpants, etc to bed saying they're cold so they wear layers. But to me, that doesn't make sense. The heat from the comforter has to go through all of those layers to get to your body.
Perhaps it's the difference between wearing more clothes takes you longer to get warm but keeps you warm longer because the heat is trapped in from all the layers, or wearing less clothes makes you warmer faster but escapes easily there's less clothes in which to trap the heat.
I guess it will be one of those age old questions that's never answered. All I know is the best cure for a cold bed is to bring your yellow lab up and use her as a space heater.
Let me ask you a question: When it's the winter and you get into your bed and it's cold (because you're just getting in) do you warm up faster with more clothes on or less?
My thought has always been that the less clothes you wear to bed, the more contact the comforter has with your skin and therefore transfers the heat more quickly warming up your body faster. Am I crazy? There are people out there who swear by wearing socks, sweatshirt, sweatpants, etc to bed saying they're cold so they wear layers. But to me, that doesn't make sense. The heat from the comforter has to go through all of those layers to get to your body.
Perhaps it's the difference between wearing more clothes takes you longer to get warm but keeps you warm longer because the heat is trapped in from all the layers, or wearing less clothes makes you warmer faster but escapes easily there's less clothes in which to trap the heat.
I guess it will be one of those age old questions that's never answered. All I know is the best cure for a cold bed is to bring your yellow lab up and use her as a space heater.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Energy
As in, where do they get it from?
Seriously, remember how much energy you used to have? I used to work all day on a Saturday and then go out. And when I say all day, I mean all day. 8a in the office to 7p. And this was running youth soccer programs so it was on my feet with hardly a break all day, dealing with kids ranging in age from 6 to 15 AND their parents. And then I would go out all night with friends. Now, I hardly have the energy to sit at a desk all day without taking a nap.
I don't know where kids get the energy. But they bounce back so quickly they must stockpile it or something. If I could find a way to bottle it and sell it I would be a gazillionaire! My house has recently been taken over by some super virus that affected us all (even the dog). Both boys were better somewhere around Thursday. I swear, for kids it only takes the # of years of their lives in minutes to be at full energy. They could be sitting on the couch looking like they could fall asleep at any moment and then PRESTO!, off they go either down in the playroom, wrestling or just being crazy.
Parents, on the other hand, I believe it takes the # of years of their lives in days, not minutes to be back to full strength, if ever. I'm 36, so therefore it should take around 5 weeks for me to totally be back at 100% full strength. It's been 6 days already and I feel ok, but I just don't have the energy level I used to have. I guess I have about 4 weeks to go. Ugh, to be young again..
Seriously, remember how much energy you used to have? I used to work all day on a Saturday and then go out. And when I say all day, I mean all day. 8a in the office to 7p. And this was running youth soccer programs so it was on my feet with hardly a break all day, dealing with kids ranging in age from 6 to 15 AND their parents. And then I would go out all night with friends. Now, I hardly have the energy to sit at a desk all day without taking a nap.
I don't know where kids get the energy. But they bounce back so quickly they must stockpile it or something. If I could find a way to bottle it and sell it I would be a gazillionaire! My house has recently been taken over by some super virus that affected us all (even the dog). Both boys were better somewhere around Thursday. I swear, for kids it only takes the # of years of their lives in minutes to be at full energy. They could be sitting on the couch looking like they could fall asleep at any moment and then PRESTO!, off they go either down in the playroom, wrestling or just being crazy.
Parents, on the other hand, I believe it takes the # of years of their lives in days, not minutes to be back to full strength, if ever. I'm 36, so therefore it should take around 5 weeks for me to totally be back at 100% full strength. It's been 6 days already and I feel ok, but I just don't have the energy level I used to have. I guess I have about 4 weeks to go. Ugh, to be young again..
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Da Dun.. Da Dun..
The boys have been asking to go to a Bruins game since about the middle of last season.. It was about the time when they started really noticing sports, being able to recall logos and such. While tickets are not as easy to come by as they used to be, I still managed to get us 4 tickets so the boys could go to a Bruins game. However I thought it might be a good idea to take them to a Worcester Sharks game at the DCU Center in Worcester as a primer. It's not that far from us and this past Sunday just happened to be Pucks and Paws day. That's right, minor league hockey AND you got to bring your dog! Half the cost of the dog ticket went towards the Worcester Animal Rescue League so it was for a good cause. And we got to take Cadi to a hockey game. How often does that chance come around?
So off we went all bundled up and got into the car. I had to lift Cadi into the back of Amy's car (not happy about continually having to do that, but that's another blog for another day). We got to the arena in plenty of time and walked around a bit to see all the different dog-related booths, activities for kids, etc. So far, so good. Cadi made some friends with some new dogs as only dogs can (why isn't it that easy for humans I will never know).
We headed down to our seats and they were great! 2nd row from the glass right near the face off circle! The boys were going to be so excited they were so close to the ice! They had designated certain sections for dogs only so you were assured not to be bothering people with your dog. However they said nothing about bothering other people with your children!
We got down to our seats and Max settled right in and was raring to go.. I took Cadi with me, walked around a bit, sniffed some dogs, etc.. As I headed back I see (and hear) Douglas having a meltdown. He was just beside himself. Wailing, screaming almost, didn't want to take off his jacket and he wanted to sit on my lap. So he sat on my lap and then the music came on and he freaked even more! He covered his ears and at this point was almost inconsolable. He wanted to go to the top row of the arena. I told him we could only go as high as this section so he said ok. We went to those seats and he was still crying and didn't want to be there. He wanted to go outside (onto the concourse thankfully because it was about 10 degrees out). So I took him out onto the concourse and as we walked he started to settle down. We got a frisbee for Cadi (more than likely to be broken the first time she plays with it), some nerds in a box for him and he seemed to be ok. Amy texted and said Max was requesting a pretzel. I could have gone for a pretzel too. So of course as I said this to Mitch, he wanted pizza. Of course you did.
So there I was trying to juggle 2 pretzels, ketchup (for Daniel) and mustard (for me), 2 waters and a piece of pizza all the while trying to hold Douglas's hand so he didn't run off.. And before you ask, no Amy didn't want anything. I made sure to ask..
We somehow made it back to our seats with everything intact and gave Daniel his pretzel, ketchup and water. We sat down and we were in our seats no more than 5 seconds before Douglas started up again.. So I took Douglas , my pretzel and mustard along with my water and headed back up to the top row of the section. This time I needed to know what his deal was.
I asked him, "Mitch are you scared"? He told me he was and I asked of what?
He said "the sharks". I said what shar.. Ohhhhh.. For some reason, Douglas was under the impression that there would be REAL sharks on the ice and he was afraid of sharks apparently so he kind of freaked out.. Trying to keep my composure and not laugh out loud (or LOL as the kids say) I told him they aren't real sharks and explained what team nicknames and mascots were. He seemed to understand and realized they weren't real sharks, but the music and PA announcer were loud anyway so he wanted to walk again.
I said that's fine, but I wanted to finish my pretzel first. The words weren't even out of mouth before he was stuffing the pretzel into my mouth, making me eat it so we could leave.. I have to admit, the kid is funny..
By now, the 1st period has ended and we have been there for a total of about 1 hour and in my seat for about 5 minutes. After I got a text from Amy telling me that Daniel was asking when it was going to be over, we decided it was time to pack it up and head home.
While the Pucks and Paws Worcester Sharks game might have been a failed experiment, I'm hoping for a much better result at the Bruins game. As long as Douglas doesn't find out what a Bruin is..
So off we went all bundled up and got into the car. I had to lift Cadi into the back of Amy's car (not happy about continually having to do that, but that's another blog for another day). We got to the arena in plenty of time and walked around a bit to see all the different dog-related booths, activities for kids, etc. So far, so good. Cadi made some friends with some new dogs as only dogs can (why isn't it that easy for humans I will never know).
We headed down to our seats and they were great! 2nd row from the glass right near the face off circle! The boys were going to be so excited they were so close to the ice! They had designated certain sections for dogs only so you were assured not to be bothering people with your dog. However they said nothing about bothering other people with your children!
We got down to our seats and Max settled right in and was raring to go.. I took Cadi with me, walked around a bit, sniffed some dogs, etc.. As I headed back I see (and hear) Douglas having a meltdown. He was just beside himself. Wailing, screaming almost, didn't want to take off his jacket and he wanted to sit on my lap. So he sat on my lap and then the music came on and he freaked even more! He covered his ears and at this point was almost inconsolable. He wanted to go to the top row of the arena. I told him we could only go as high as this section so he said ok. We went to those seats and he was still crying and didn't want to be there. He wanted to go outside (onto the concourse thankfully because it was about 10 degrees out). So I took him out onto the concourse and as we walked he started to settle down. We got a frisbee for Cadi (more than likely to be broken the first time she plays with it), some nerds in a box for him and he seemed to be ok. Amy texted and said Max was requesting a pretzel. I could have gone for a pretzel too. So of course as I said this to Mitch, he wanted pizza. Of course you did.
So there I was trying to juggle 2 pretzels, ketchup (for Daniel) and mustard (for me), 2 waters and a piece of pizza all the while trying to hold Douglas's hand so he didn't run off.. And before you ask, no Amy didn't want anything. I made sure to ask..
We somehow made it back to our seats with everything intact and gave Daniel his pretzel, ketchup and water. We sat down and we were in our seats no more than 5 seconds before Douglas started up again.. So I took Douglas , my pretzel and mustard along with my water and headed back up to the top row of the section. This time I needed to know what his deal was.
I asked him, "Mitch are you scared"? He told me he was and I asked of what?
He said "the sharks". I said what shar.. Ohhhhh.. For some reason, Douglas was under the impression that there would be REAL sharks on the ice and he was afraid of sharks apparently so he kind of freaked out.. Trying to keep my composure and not laugh out loud (or LOL as the kids say) I told him they aren't real sharks and explained what team nicknames and mascots were. He seemed to understand and realized they weren't real sharks, but the music and PA announcer were loud anyway so he wanted to walk again.
I said that's fine, but I wanted to finish my pretzel first. The words weren't even out of mouth before he was stuffing the pretzel into my mouth, making me eat it so we could leave.. I have to admit, the kid is funny..
By now, the 1st period has ended and we have been there for a total of about 1 hour and in my seat for about 5 minutes. After I got a text from Amy telling me that Daniel was asking when it was going to be over, we decided it was time to pack it up and head home.
While the Pucks and Paws Worcester Sharks game might have been a failed experiment, I'm hoping for a much better result at the Bruins game. As long as Douglas doesn't find out what a Bruin is..
Monday, November 28, 2011
Cadi-Girl
I had Cadi (that lovable yellow pooch in the picture) with me at work today.. So when I got back from my lunch I took her on a walk, which is customary when I bring her in.
After getting money from the ATM, I open the door and there is a mother and father walking in between a little girl, maybe 2 or so. And while she rarely does it to people she knows, when she sees new people she sometimes barks (Cadi not the little girl. I have no idea whether the little girl barks or not). Anyway, Cadi barked in this little girl's face and I thought the girl was going to go flying into the street.. I had to admit, it was pretty funny.. Thankfully the parents weren't too concerned as they saw she was on a leash and we all went on our merry way.
It got me thinking that I'm so glad the boys are growing up with a dog. They are being taught to respect animals and that not all animals are bad and/or dangerous. They are great when meeting new dogs and are not scared. They always put their hands out for them to sniff and get their scent. They love curling up with her on the couch to watch a movie or just pet her as they know it makes her happy. They love throwing the frisbee to her when it's nice out and enjoy taking her for walks. Even as recent as this morning I told the boys to say goodbye to Cadi as they were off to school and after Mitch said goodbye, Max says "no, Cadi's MY doggy".. It was pretty funny.
I really have no idea what's going to happen when the inevitability of life rears its ugly head.. Forget about comforting the boys, who the hell is going to comfort me?! I have a feeling that the two of them will be strong enough to comfort me and help me through it. In the meantime, I'll continue to laugh as she barks in little kids' faces.
After getting money from the ATM, I open the door and there is a mother and father walking in between a little girl, maybe 2 or so. And while she rarely does it to people she knows, when she sees new people she sometimes barks (Cadi not the little girl. I have no idea whether the little girl barks or not). Anyway, Cadi barked in this little girl's face and I thought the girl was going to go flying into the street.. I had to admit, it was pretty funny.. Thankfully the parents weren't too concerned as they saw she was on a leash and we all went on our merry way.
It got me thinking that I'm so glad the boys are growing up with a dog. They are being taught to respect animals and that not all animals are bad and/or dangerous. They are great when meeting new dogs and are not scared. They always put their hands out for them to sniff and get their scent. They love curling up with her on the couch to watch a movie or just pet her as they know it makes her happy. They love throwing the frisbee to her when it's nice out and enjoy taking her for walks. Even as recent as this morning I told the boys to say goodbye to Cadi as they were off to school and after Mitch said goodbye, Max says "no, Cadi's MY doggy".. It was pretty funny.
I really have no idea what's going to happen when the inevitability of life rears its ugly head.. Forget about comforting the boys, who the hell is going to comfort me?! I have a feeling that the two of them will be strong enough to comfort me and help me through it. In the meantime, I'll continue to laugh as she barks in little kids' faces.
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