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Showing posts with label Monkey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Monkey. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
It's a GOODe Life: Out of the Mouth of My Babe
"Mommy!"
"There's a salmon through the screamin' door!"
TRANSLATION: There is a salamander through the screen door.
"Mommy, Jesus loves me and Jesus loves you!"
"And Mommy, Jesus loves the Veggie Tales!"
"Mommy, the Spageettos are gonna eat me!"
TRANSLATION: The mosquitoes are gonna eat her.
"Mommy, just a minute...
...I busy"
"Broccoli, Celery, Gotta-lee (be) VEGGIE TALES!"
"Mommy, I love you so much"
Saturday, April 24, 2010
GOODe Health: Playing Yoga with Bob
Tonight I decided it was time.
Time to stop fiddlin' with this guilt over not exercising and living a way that I know makes me feel better... physically and mentally.
So, I asked Add if she wanted to play yoga with me.
Add enthusiastically agreed-- not knowing what on earth yoga even was...
If only I could be as enthusiastic about the unknown... lol!
Anyhoo, I went to grab my favorite yoga DVD and couldn't find it anywhere... ugh! This is a trait I get from my mama. We are always losing things and digging for things and finding other things... always.
This is what I was looking for:
I have to admit I frowned when I realized it was Bob or nothin' and I had already promised the Monkey some yoga play time.
It ain't about Bob, he is nice and all.
It is just that being the lazy mama that I have been for months, Denise's relaxing version (muted) was more what I had in mind for my first yoga with my little lady.
Bob's butt kickin' yoga makes me sore and makes me sweat...
Anyhoo, I started putting the dvd in the Xbox and Add got upset.
"Mommy, no! We are suppose to play yoga!"
"Oh honey, we are going to play yoga. We have to watch Bob and see what he does."
"OH! OK!"
I hit play and up comes Bob and the Biggest Loser crew.
"NOOOOOO!!!! Mommy! Where is Bob?!?!"
"He is right there."
"No he isn't. Where is he?"
It then hits me that Add thought we were going to play yoga with Bob the Tomato, not Bob the Trainer.
I then explained that we would be working with Bob the trainer, not Bob the tomato.
A disappointed Add agreed to go on to the yoga business and did very well through the 5 minute warm up.
The rest of the workout was a combination of Add trying to follow along with lots of encouragement from mama and then realizing it was much more fun to climb on mama when she was in all of the jungle gym like poses.
Hey, we don't call her Monkey for nothin'.
I really wish I had pictures.
It was comical.
In the end, the work out wasn't nearly as bad as I had thought.
I had a blast sharing it with my lil' Add.
And, I feel fantastic to boot.
Why have I waited so long to get back in the saddle?
Thanks Bob.
And Denise, go ahead and hide... I think I need to kick it up a notch.
Time to stop fiddlin' with this guilt over not exercising and living a way that I know makes me feel better... physically and mentally.
So, I asked Add if she wanted to play yoga with me.
Add enthusiastically agreed-- not knowing what on earth yoga even was...
If only I could be as enthusiastic about the unknown... lol!
Anyhoo, I went to grab my favorite yoga DVD and couldn't find it anywhere... ugh! This is a trait I get from my mama. We are always losing things and digging for things and finding other things... always.
This is what I was looking for:
I heart this DVD.
Note: I did not say I heart Denise Austin. I love the program she put together and her instruction for beginners, but her way of instructing and wispy voice grate on my nerves.
Truth be told, this DVD is often muted when played... Just sayin'
Anyhoo, Denise is hiding. (Perhaps I offended her : \ ) I never found her.
I found Bob instead.
I have to admit I frowned when I realized it was Bob or nothin' and I had already promised the Monkey some yoga play time.
It ain't about Bob, he is nice and all.
It is just that being the lazy mama that I have been for months, Denise's relaxing version (muted) was more what I had in mind for my first yoga with my little lady.
Bob's butt kickin' yoga makes me sore and makes me sweat...
Anyhoo, I started putting the dvd in the Xbox and Add got upset.
"Mommy, no! We are suppose to play yoga!"
"Oh honey, we are going to play yoga. We have to watch Bob and see what he does."
"OH! OK!"
I hit play and up comes Bob and the Biggest Loser crew.
"NOOOOOO!!!! Mommy! Where is Bob?!?!"
"He is right there."
"No he isn't. Where is he?"
It then hits me that Add thought we were going to play yoga with Bob the Tomato, not Bob the Trainer.
A disappointed Add agreed to go on to the yoga business and did very well through the 5 minute warm up.
The rest of the workout was a combination of Add trying to follow along with lots of encouragement from mama and then realizing it was much more fun to climb on mama when she was in all of the jungle gym like poses.
Hey, we don't call her Monkey for nothin'.
I really wish I had pictures.
It was comical.
In the end, the work out wasn't nearly as bad as I had thought.
I had a blast sharing it with my lil' Add.
And, I feel fantastic to boot.
Why have I waited so long to get back in the saddle?
Thanks Bob.
And Denise, go ahead and hide... I think I need to kick it up a notch.
Friday, April 23, 2010
It's a GOODe Life: Bubblin'
My gal hearts her bubbles.
No. Really.
She'd rather be bubblin' than almost anything else.
So, when I saw what the store wanted to charge me for a bunch of soapy water, I got inspired by Ms. Shannon over at Quarry Orchard with all her DIY household recipes. I decided to do some online research and make my own preschooler happiness potion.
I started with 11 cups of water in a gallon jug. (Ignore my covered hand... the measuring cup was REALLY hot--straight from the dishwasher, after a long FREEZE-quel day of use.)
I then added 4 cups of liquid dish soap. Note: I was a little worried at this point. Things were lookin' a little "thick"
Then 1 cup light corn syrup. At this point, I was a lot concerned...
But like the magic preschooler potion it was, the solution turned the perfect consistency.
I then poured it into Add's amazing little no-spill bubble contraption...
Have you used these things?!?
A mama's best friend! It is the perfect size and somehow it manages NOT to spill even though it has a big Ole hole in it.
If you have a preschooler... get ya one of these things.
The bubbles turned out beautifully! They are sturdier bubbles than the store bought stuff, which thrills Miss Add. She can actually chase them down now ;)
I made $4-$5 worth of bubbles around $.50 and they are better bubbles at that. Mommy score!
Happy bubblin'
Thursday, April 8, 2010
GOODe Grief: Message in a Window
Tonight Miss Add and I met up with Aunt Lou to check out her new car and grab a bite to eat during an impromptu girls night out.
Right off the bat table talk was consumed by tales of who's who...
No, not the typical girlie gossip.
But, rather a primer on Addie's nicknames for everyone.
Miss Add was asking about Pooh (Daddy) and telling Kangaroo (Aunt Lou) that Mommy was Tigger...
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Then the waitress asked my darling two year old her name and Add didn't miss a beat and said, "Elephant"...
After introductions were over, discussions quickly shifted to the latest mystery at the Goode house.
I began telling Aunt Lou about how freaked out I was earlier in the week.
Ya see, the other night Pooh was away and Tigger was putting Elephant to bed when something caught my eye in our big bay window...
Someone had written the words "HELP US!" on the outside of the window. Even freakier, the culprit took the time to write it backwards so that it could be read clearly from inside the house!
Upon closer inspection, there were more unintelligible words jumbled below the call for help.
This beyond freaked Ole Tigger out.
Que the scary music. Was I in a slasher film and unable to read a clue that would save me and my Elephant???
After making a panicked call to Pooh--who was TICKED at the jerk who wrote that fearful note-- I quickly took Elephant and locked ourselves in my bedroom for the night. Because evil could get through a deadbolt and front door lock, but my puny bedroom lock would protect us.
Anyone who has ever slept in a bed with a two year old knows this decision-- on a work night -- was not made lightly.Long hours of tossing, turning, sleeping on 1/10 of the bed and gasping every time I heard something go bump in the night followed. Then, it was time to go to work.
The next day Pooh inspected the evidence and became angry. If someone thought this was a joke, he was not laughing. Jokes are great, but scaring his family was no laughing matter. He made calls to the usual suspects and no one was confessing... He vowed to give the culprit a talking to when he identified them.
With no identified suspect, what is a mother to do?
In my stealth-like CSI method, I put Elephant's sidewalk chalk out on the front porch.
If someone wants to send me a dag-gone message, then by gollie they should write it out so I can read it!
I mean if someone had given Jason or Freddie a way to truly express themselves creatively, maybe they would have turned out a little differently... Just sayin'
As I told all of this to Kangaroo, I shared how violated I felt that someone would come right up on my porch and write this while I was away.
Kangaroo's response?
A big grin.
Uh oh... I think I found the culprit...
All I could think was how MAD Pooh was going to be at Ole Kangaroo... She had NO CLUE what she had just gotten herself into.
She then laughed...
While I could see her side of this--humorous as it was-- did she REALIZE that I lost an entire night's sleep over her prank...
"Mike did that months ago, don't you remember?"
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, we were on the front porch and you locked us out. He wrote that on the window trying to get you to let us back in. You were right there the whole time."
"Oh..."
So we have learned a few things here this evening...
Right off the bat table talk was consumed by tales of who's who...
No, not the typical girlie gossip.
But, rather a primer on Addie's nicknames for everyone.
Miss Add was asking about Pooh (Daddy) and telling Kangaroo (Aunt Lou) that Mommy was Tigger...
Hoo Hoo Hoo
Then the waitress asked my darling two year old her name and Add didn't miss a beat and said, "Elephant"...
After introductions were over, discussions quickly shifted to the latest mystery at the Goode house.
I began telling Aunt Lou about how freaked out I was earlier in the week.
Ya see, the other night Pooh was away and Tigger was putting Elephant to bed when something caught my eye in our big bay window...
Someone had written the words "HELP US!" on the outside of the window. Even freakier, the culprit took the time to write it backwards so that it could be read clearly from inside the house!
Upon closer inspection, there were more unintelligible words jumbled below the call for help.
This beyond freaked Ole Tigger out.
Que the scary music. Was I in a slasher film and unable to read a clue that would save me and my Elephant???
After making a panicked call to Pooh--who was TICKED at the jerk who wrote that fearful note-- I quickly took Elephant and locked ourselves in my bedroom for the night. Because evil could get through a deadbolt and front door lock, but my puny bedroom lock would protect us.
Anyone who has ever slept in a bed with a two year old knows this decision-- on a work night -- was not made lightly.Long hours of tossing, turning, sleeping on 1/10 of the bed and gasping every time I heard something go bump in the night followed. Then, it was time to go to work.
The next day Pooh inspected the evidence and became angry. If someone thought this was a joke, he was not laughing. Jokes are great, but scaring his family was no laughing matter. He made calls to the usual suspects and no one was confessing... He vowed to give the culprit a talking to when he identified them.
With no identified suspect, what is a mother to do?
In my stealth-like CSI method, I put Elephant's sidewalk chalk out on the front porch.
If someone wants to send me a dag-gone message, then by gollie they should write it out so I can read it!
I mean if someone had given Jason or Freddie a way to truly express themselves creatively, maybe they would have turned out a little differently... Just sayin'
As I told all of this to Kangaroo, I shared how violated I felt that someone would come right up on my porch and write this while I was away.
Kangaroo's response?
A big grin.
Uh oh... I think I found the culprit...
All I could think was how MAD Pooh was going to be at Ole Kangaroo... She had NO CLUE what she had just gotten herself into.
She then laughed...
While I could see her side of this--humorous as it was-- did she REALIZE that I lost an entire night's sleep over her prank...
"Mike did that months ago, don't you remember?"
"WHAT!"
"Yeah, we were on the front porch and you locked us out. He wrote that on the window trying to get you to let us back in. You were right there the whole time."
"Oh..."
So we have learned a few things here this evening...
#1 I am a big Ole scaredy cat
#2 Neither Mike nor I have a memory worth anything.
#3 I have an extremely overactive imagination.
#4 I do not wash my windows nearly enough...
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
It's a Goode Life: Tribute to Every Desperate Mother
This is my tribute to every mother out there that is desperate to get just one decent photograph of them and their monkey.
This task is ALWAYS a lot easier said than done.
However, if you are persistent and keep trying...
When I saw this LOVELY pic I knew EXACTLY what this post would be about.
If you are anything like me, I soooo want just one current, decent picture with my munchkin.
I am sure the process is quite entertaining for others to watch... yet the mother's desperation is a little sad.
However, if you are persistent and keep trying...
You might just get one that will hold you over for a few months ;) Just sayin'
Friday, March 26, 2010
It's a Goode Life: Big Girl Bed
It is Big Girl Bed day at the Goodes
sniff... Mommy is having a little bit of a hard time with it.
Now Add, well...SHE loved it and is doing fine.
Gilbert is adjusting well...
And, well... Daddy...
Add told me, "SHHH! Daddy's sleeping in his big girl bed"
Sleeping Beauty... ain't he
All in all today was a big day...
We did some growin' up 'round these parts today.
Add too. :)
