JuJuBee

Little Sybil

A typical  morning conversation over breakfast between the ladies of the house.

Her: in a decidedly whiny and displeased voice (her voice of choice for most everything she says) EEeeerrrmmmmmmm.

Me: What? What's the matter?

Her: Staring at her plate with a frown: Humph.

Me: Ok, fine.

Her: No!

Me: ....

Her: MY NANA (banana) MOMMY. IT'S MINE! NO JULIAN! IT'S MY POP-TART! MINE!

Julian: What are you even talking about? Nobody wants your food.

Her: MINE!

Me: Good God.

Her: Huge smile: Hi Mommy! Look! My cup!

I'm betting on some sort of multiple personality disorder or maybe PMDD. It could go either way.

Yes, it's Monday, and yes, he has my log-in information...so we'll see.

Giddy

Thank you for your kind anniversary wishes to the husband and I. We had the in-laws come over and babysit while we went out for a lovely dinner and bottle of wine at the very restaurant/inn where we married. I hadn't been back since our wedding day and it felt so different to be there without our friends and family and twinkly lights and loud music and laughter. It was a nice stroll down memory lane.

Tonight finds us at a BBQ hosted by a friend and tomorrow is a huge day for us. We are headed back to Ohio to attend a wedding of a good friend and we are going CHILDLESS and possibly OVERNIGHT. I know...I am already drooling at the possibility of having an entire day with adults, lots of booze and good food and to top it all off: SLEEPING A FULL NIGHT. Maybe when we return on Sunday, Mr.JuJu will prepare his Mister Monday post for you.

Ha.

Hahahaha.

HAHAHAHAHA.

Oh sorry. Was I laughing? Why on earth would I be laughing?

SevenEleven

I always tended to lean toward the long term relationships. When I dated, I dated seriously. I'm not sure I ever went into a relationship with the intention of sticking with it, but it sort of just happened that way. With the exception of my first "real" boyfriend in middle/high school, I chose guys that needed to be fixed. I was a loser magnet. I don't know if I stuck around because I felt too guilty to end it, but I stayed in damaging relationships until I needed to get out so badly that it hurt. There are a million dollars worth of therapy in that subject of my life alone.

When I had LittleJuJu, I was 21 years old. I knew that being alone would be hard, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was OKAY to be alone. I didn't NEED someone in my life to make me complete. I had enough on my plate with a baby and who was I kidding? No one in their right mind would be interested in dating a 21 year old single mom anyway. I was not interested in meeting anyone.

Don't they say something about that? You find what you want when you aren't even looking?

When I met Mr.JuJu I had an immediate sense that THIS MAN did not need to be fixed. The spark was there and even more importantly, the spark AND the baby were there, at the same moment. He was okay with that, and you know the rest, I've written it here before.

What makes this fourth anniversary the most special one yet, is not that we have made it this far and we are still crazy about each other. Not even that we have had two children in two years, a feat that could strain any strong marriage to it's breaking point, what makes this anniversary so special is that not only will Mr. JuJu be married to me this year, he will also become LittleJuJu's father, in every sense of the word. We have always felt like a "real" family, but now we will have the credentials to prove it. LittleJuJu could not have been given a better father, not even by God. He is the luckiest boy in the world and I am the luckiest girl in the world. Our marriage will be a marriage of three this year, and while a marriage of three wouldn't seem like a good idea to most...for us? It's all we ever wanted.

Also adding this picture, only because our expressions were priceless...captions anyone?

Picture Pages, Pictures Pages, Lots of Fun With Picture Pages...

Potty training aborted

The hair! Under control!

I know...deer..headlights...yeah,yeah.

Maybe I should have edited Ole Devil Eyes, sorry. He's still gorgeous.

Maybe words tomorrow!
 

Almost Famous

If you are coming here from Buffalo Spree please allow me to apologize for the place being such a wreck, had I known you were coming, I might have cleaned up a bit and maybe even, I don't know, UPDATED within the last few days. Welcome! I swear, as much as I might bitch about the chilliness, and the almost guaranteed bitching about snow, I do love the WNY area...I promise.

We spent the weekend prior to the 4th in Canada at the beach cottage. Those of you with children can understand why a weekend away from home was really not much fun at all. I can almost see a time in the future, a time when baby swings, diapers, monitors, walkers, bottles, cases of baby Motrin and much more, will be unnecessary. Those will be good times. Right now? Not so much.

Madeline took one look at the water and decided that under no circumstance would she permit being placed anywhere with a 5 mile radius of it. She took one step into the sand and had a breakdown so intense that the people sunning on the public beach looked over and gave me a look like, "If I weren't right in the middle of insuring future skin damage and possibly cancer, I would call social services on your ass. The nerve of you attempting to place your child in the sand. For fun! Psshht."

Andrew is working on his top two front teeth, so his weekend included screaming, drooling, fever, snot and no sleep.

A large part of our deciding to move here, other than having the support of our loving family only a few short miles away, was the possibility of going to the beach whenever we damn well felt like it. Ok well, it's Lake Erie, so going to the "beach" whenever we "damn well felt like it" would really be more like, only on the weekends, for about two months of the year, but STILL!

They were quite pleased to see us pull out of the driveway, that much I know.

Happy 4th of July to you and your families. I hope you are enjoying burgers and dogs on the grill, firecrackers, sparklers and huge beautiful fireworks. Here in WNY? We are enjoying rain.

I'm not complaining.