Hmmm...
Okay, I will start by saying I love being a mother. Very much. My kids are beautiful, and funny, and smart, and loving, and creative, and musical, and dynamic, etc.
With that said, I couldn't even look at my son for a couple hours this morning (I mean, I did, because it's my job, but I didn't want to). Let's just say that I have been having a bad couple weeks with Quincy, and when we have bad days, I don't like the type of son he's being, and I definitely don't like the type of mom I'm being. I won't divulge all the details, because it will take forever, and is probably boring to majority of you (all 5 of my readers - lol), but let's just say that it involved the food issue (still), starting preschool, and today I hit my breaking point. So I grabbed a gigantic black Sharpee and a piece of paper and wrote down these 4 bullet points:
*No Separate Meals
*2 Episodes/day MAX of show of choice (ie: Backyardigans, Blue Clues, Dr. Seuss)
*30 minutes MAX iPod music time
(and most importantly)
*NO NEGOTIATIONS (my son is a MASTER negotiator)
I called Solon (who's at a conference for a few days) and said, "There's a revolution happening in our house - just wanted you to know so you were prepped before your return!" and I posted the sign on the refrigerator. Not for Quincy to read, but rather as a reminder to ME and to Solon, to stick to it, and not give in to him. No matter how dang cute or lovey-dovey he is being at that moment. We're the parents, he's the child. We lay the rules, he follows them. End. Of. Story.
Moving on...
Here's what we've been up to the last 3 months:
I took some pics of my parents and the kids




Hanging with "Uncle" Bone
And helping Mommy with laundry
Sibling bonding
Eating a book
My ballerina at 6 months (July)
Hanging with Makena
My parent's neighborhood has an annual 4th of July Parade, where all the kids decorate their bikes, wagons, strollers, etc and ride around the block. It was hot as Hades, but the kids enjoyed touring a fire truck at the end, and the community got together for a pot luck breakfast, which was cool.






Quincy continued to hone his drawing skills (that's a car wash in case you were wondering)
The cousins went up North with Grandma & Grandpa Jacosb to pick some corn
Solon's cousin Shelly and her kids came over for dinner
Which means that Cody will be 13 this year, and I officially feel old
We signed Quincy up for a pre-school program that is 3 days a week for 2.5 hours. The open house was great - Quincy loved it.
Then the first day came, and we were still doing well
Then on day 3, he crumbled and got clingy all of a sudden. Now he basically screams for the first 30 minutes, so we are going to have to go a little slower with the process than we thought.
My 32nd birthday came and went, and I was able to have a girls' night! Christina, Charissa and I are always doing stuff with the kids, so we were finally able to have a little fun without them. We hit up Scottsdale, took in a comedy show, and then went bar hopping and ran into a bunch of our sorority sisters (some that we hadn't seen in a LONG time). Then we stayed at a hotel and got to sleep in, which for me is like 7:30am.

We got a picture of all the girls, but not a single one of our little family, and I was dressed up 2 nights in a row!!

Quincy loves some BunnyBunBuns!
We all pitched in and got Lisa her dream gift, a Louis Vuitton purse! She was definitely surprised!
A few more days of triple digits, and then we can go outside!

