I work best when I list things...so deal.
1) Yesterday was MY Mother's Day. Last Sunday? Doesn't count. My husband dropped the ball in a major way and he asked for a Do-Over. Of course I agreed. When I came downstairs, I was greeted with pictures from the kiddos, a french vanilla latte, donut holes, and promises. Promises of a clean second floor bathroom, to rearrange Girls' bedroom, all of the laundry done before a certain Man leaves for Chicago, and more importantly...a promise to remember, respect, and above all else appreciate all that I do for this family.
The day was fantastic. We went to Wally World for a few things, and I got to pick out my Mother's Day gift. While I really wanted a new piece of Vera (I covet the new Bali Blue pattern), I chose something else I also really wanted...a hummingbird feeder (and a 20 pound bag of wild bird seed). We came home and the kids went to bed. While they were napping, Jon started in on the laundry and he finished cleaning the bathroom. Call me crazy, but there is nothing sexier than a man on his hands and knees scrubbing mildew and other scum out of the shower tiles with a toothbrush (ok -if the man were either John Krasinski or Hugh Laurie it might be a little sexier). Since Elliott decided not to nap, I put her to work. Cleaning her room. She reluctantly agreed, and we were able to rearrange the whole room and move Janna into her toddler bed (she's been trying her hardest to climb out of the crib lately, and the last thing I need is for her to fall out and hurt herself. So, toddler bed it is. Until July. When Gram and Gramps get her her Big Girl Bed.). While we were arranging, flowers were delivered. I was totally surprised, and it was the perfect end to a wonderful afternoon. My only complaint about the day is that Jon could have (and should have) put the effort and thought into making my Mother's Day great last week.
2) Jon's thoughtlessness about Mother's Day wasn't the only thing that made the day kind of crappy. The kids' behavior was also to blame. They were just so naughty. So I decided to try something new - marble jars. The sticker charts just aren't getting the job done anymore. The kids don't care. I'm sure the magic of marbles will soon wear off, but for right now they are working wonderfully! The kids want to earn marbles. They want to see the jars fill up. They want to see what kind of surprise they will get if they earn the required amount of marbles at the end of the week. So we'll see. The rules are simple: at the end of the week, Gabriel and Elliott need to have at least 15 marbles to get the special reward. Janna needs 20 (since she's potty-training, we give her a marble for every time she actually goes on the potty). The special reward will be some sort of outing - to be chosen by the kiddo with the most marbles. Last week's tally: Gabriel (13), Elliott (10), Janna (19). Not too bad!!
3) Last night was Janna's first night in her toddler bed! She started the night out in the bed, but she had to be moved to the pack 'n play...because her Sister wouldn't STFU. Obviously, Janna decided that it would be more fun to mess around, but she was genuinely tired. Had Elliott not been a PITA, she just might have gone to sleep. Oh well. We are going to keep her in the p 'n p for now (and move her once she and Elliott are both asleep) . Starting July 1, Bedtime Boot Camp will commence.
4) I have something to confess. I have a mini-crush. On 4 dudes. Named Rich, Scott, Dave, and Smitty. I want to put my number in their bag!










Sunday was ours to do with as we pleased. Instead of dragging our buns home at a reasonable hour, we decided to go into the city. OMG. It was the best decision in the world! I hadn't been into NYC for at least 13 years, and we had a blast! We rode the train into Grand Central (my first time riding a train!!) and we wandered around Times Square for a while. We had reservations for a tour bus, too. One of the big double-decker buses. It was totally cheesy...and very awesome!