Boys are gross and I might be a genius

My son is sitting on the toilet trying to go poop. What makes this funny/gross is that he is leaning back and looking into the toilet trying to watch the poop come out of his butt so he can announce that he has in fact pooped.

Also he is butt naked right now thus making it really cold when his milk cup touches him. Which may be why I'm having to sit here and hold his cup as he drinks.

Also, I might be a genius because it really really pisses off solicitors when I let my two year old answer the phone to them! HAHAHAHA he just talks to them and talks and talks!

Finally he sleeps

He climbed in my lap and wrapped himself up like that.

This is not how you rest young man

Brandon you are sick please lay down and rest.

That is not what I had in mind!!!

He's so sick he's already lost a whole pound ugggg.

And we won't even talk about the green carpet in his room right now! The carpet he colored with washable markers. Did you know that if you color carpet with washable market it just smears all over the carpet making it worse when you try and wash it.

Lemme clarify while washable markers do come off, me and my big pregnant body don't have the energy to scrub the carpet right now. Soooo i took a few baby wipes and tried that. It didn't work. So I gave up!

Sick

For about a year and a half, or however long it has been since my son has been walking I've thought the same thing every day. How nice would it be if he would just sit down on the couch next to me and relax for five minutes. I will never say that again. My son has croup. He sounds like a barking seal when he coughs. Each time he coughs he struggles to breath and he throws up some. The only way I know he is actually sick is that he has been holding still all day. He has done nothing but curl up in my arms and sit still. I hate it. I hate seeing my little boy be sick. I hate watching struggle to breath. I hate listening to his hoarse little cry. I just want him to get up and run around and jump on me. He didn't sleep a wink last night. He was up all night crying and snoring while awake and coughing.

See, this is how my little boy looks when he is sick.
This is the saddest ting I think I have seen ever in my whole life.

PHATSO PHOTOS 35 WEEKS AND 4 DAYS..ALSO AN UPDATE

18 WEEKS

35 WEEKS AND 4 DAYS

NOT THE MOST FLATTERING PIC BUT OH WELL

Saw the doctor today. I begin weekly appointments next week. Codi hasn't budged. This kid isn't ocming out any time soon. So far so good. That makes me really happy to hear because I really don't want him to come any kind of early I want to make sure he is fully cooked before he comes out. I also lost 3 pounds in the last two weeks. That isn't hard considering one whole cheerio totally fills me up. Anyway like I was saying, even though I'm having tons of Braxton Hicks I'm not dilated, softened or anything. Codi obviously loves his little area inside of me. He is happy as a pig in mud, or a baby in amniotic fluid. I'm so happy that all is going well. 23 days people 23 DAYS!

Potty training

He wanted to show me he wiped this time!

Yummmy

Wanna see what we had for dinner? Go here!

Calm down calm down it wasn't that good

Okay I should have clarified a little better. In fact I would have if I had remembered it all but it has been slowly fading. The guy from numbers playing the piano naked was not a sexual dream. We were all in some kind of class and suddenly he took off with all our money (who knows) then we found him playing piano naked. He was doing it to save something or other and get a story published which he did. All in all it was a weird ass dream! But no it was not IN ANY WAY A SEX DREAM! Get your heads out of the gutters people!

I lose again dammit

So! Today is that big anniversary that I told you Rob and I acknowledge. You know the one that says I've dealt with him for six years now! We'll a few months ago (we always say happy monthaversary to make fun of those people who actually celebrate months) we turned it into a competition. Who could say happy anniversary on the 23rd of each month first. For a year I was kicking his ass. Then he got his new job waking up before me and he started winning. I was pissed. I even tried deleting the reminder alarm in his cell phone since my phone is always dead the reminder doesn't work for me. I beat him in August because he came home hung over at about 5am from a baseball game in Cali and I heard his alarm go off and went running in the room all triumphant like! He got me again in September. Well since this month is the actual anniversary I was determined to win. So here is a little bit of how Sunday night went..

Shannon: Sits up at 1am jiggles Rob. HAPPY ANNIVERSARY I WIN!!!!!!
Rob: Wrong day dumbass
Shannon: Dammit, whatever good night.

Yeah he made major fun of me yesterday for this. So last night rolls around and this happens..
Shannon: Brilliant lamp speak
Rob: Whatever go to bed
Shannon: WAIT HAPPY ANNIVERSARY I WIN
Rob: No dumbass it's only 10pm on the 22nd
Shannon: Dammit
........
Rob: Sits up at 12:01 shakes me and shouts HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SUCKER
Shannon: DAMMIT I should get an honorary win for all my tries.
Rob: Nope I win loser!!!!!!!!!


Soooo people. Next month we need to come up with a full proof method to have me awake after midnight on the 23rd and somehow come up with a way I will remember I MUST WIN AGAIN PEOPLE!!!!!!!

I make a lot of sense at night

I have a habit of waking up and talking like an idiot at night. Want an example? Okay here you go.

Shannon: Sits up frantically patting Rob till he wakes up. Babe, whats that?
Rob: Whats what
Shannon: THAT (points at something on night stand)
Rob: Are you serious Shannon that is your lamp
Shannon: Well Duh I know it's a lamp
Shannon: Stares at it for a minute then says, But wait, when did I get a lamp
Rob: Honey are you for reals right now
Shannon: Yeah where did the lamp come from?
Rob: Shannon we've had that lamp since we moved in
Shannon: Rob I know whose lamp that is, I know I'm weird stop picking on me
Rob: Okay babe go to bed
Shannon: I'm not tripping you know, I was just tripping out a little I mean it was only a lamp gosh Rob


See. I make perfect sense huh?

And just to keep my credibility I won't tell you about how I had a dream about that guy from Numb3rs and I really won't tell you about how he was naked playing the piano.