Jack loves hats. Ok so this is a Burger King crown but anything you put on your head he calls a hat. Including sunglasses and headbands. 
 Tomorrow we are having a Hat Day. I am going to put all the hats I can find in a bin for him to play with tomorrow. Then I am going to show him pictures of people with hats on. I am trying to come up with something fun for us to
do every day.

Jack loves hats. Ok so this is a Burger King crown but anything you put on your head he calls a hat. Including sunglasses and headbands.
Tomorrow we are having a Hat Day. I am going to put all the hats I can find in a bin for him to play with tomorrow. Then I am going to show him pictures of people with hats on. I am trying to come up with something fun for us to
do every day.

We went to a birthday party. There was face painting. I was the only adult walking around painted. I’m such a kid :P

We went to a birthday party. There was face painting. I was the only adult walking around painted. I’m such a kid :P

Bad bad bad bad bad

Ever been in such a bad mood that you’re in danger of destroying the best thing in your life? And you are not even sure why you are feeling so crazy? I am in such an indescribably, incredibly horrible state of mind lately. I want to scream cry and tell everyone to leave me the fuck alone.

But I think if someone hugged me it would really help. Fuck.

Jack at the Christmas party for his playgroup.

Jack at the Christmas party for his playgroup.

Secrets

When he asked what the heck this Tumblr app on my phone was I told him it’s where I keep my secrets. This made me wonder, what secrets do I keep from him? My deep down darkest I am afraid I might be a horrible person and don’t want anyone to know this about me secrets? Ha!! I find it flattering that somebody is interested in me enough to snoop through my things. I don’t think anybody has ever given a fuck about me that much. And that may be reason #237 why I love him so much. Because he stalks me….or my phone. Whatever.

lmao….love this

(Source: amotherisborn)

Baby’s nap time= Mommy time

When Jack was a newborn, I learned you MUST follow the advice sleep whenever baby sleeps or you will lose your mind with sleep deprivation. I have always slept when Jack has slept because he is EBF. Now he is a toddler and not BF so much, I am able to sleep better at night so I don’t always need to nap with him. That means I get to experience something I lost when he was born…..ME time!!! Sometimes I try to do as many chores as possible while he’s asleep, sometimes I just play on the computer, sometimes I get to enjoy a book while soaking in a hot, bubble bath.

Today I choose a bath…..and the rest of my non-alcoholic daiquiri from last night.

Today we made our own “edible” playdough. The website I found this on said “feel free to eat it up!” But it was so salty I almost choked. So I think they meant “safe if ingested”. Jack thought it was gross at first but then got the hang of squishing it. He especially liked when we squished it with his feet.

Today we made our own “edible” playdough. The website I found this on said “feel free to eat it up!” But it was so salty I almost choked. So I think they meant “safe if ingested”. Jack thought it was gross at first but then got the hang of squishing it. He especially liked when we squished it with his feet.

Halloween ended Saturday for us. Jack had his playgroup Halloween party Thursday, Friday Joey took me to see MCR at Voodoo in New Orleans, and Saturday I took Jack and my nephew to Monster Mash. So I was done with everything Sunday. Now I’m getting messages from people wanting to talk about Christmas plans, gifts…and I just wanna message them back FUCK OFF

Halloween ended Saturday for us. Jack had his playgroup Halloween party Thursday, Friday Joey took me to see MCR at Voodoo in New Orleans, and Saturday I took Jack and my nephew to Monster Mash. So I was done with everything Sunday. Now I’m getting messages from people wanting to talk about Christmas plans, gifts…and I just wanna message them back FUCK OFF

His first pumpkin

His first pumpkin