Vacation...

was awesome and it ended way too soon. August has been a wild month and I vow to officially start to cram in all of the activities that I should have been spreading throughout the summer. Here's to squeezing every last drop of sunshine out of this Wisconsin weather before winter hits and I lose my mind!

Oh!!! And our realtor decided to move across the country, giving us a whole weeks notice. So our house is officially off the market for the time being--you know what that means!! Yep, more time for me to wander aimlessly around office supply stores smelling new erasers and wishing that I had a use for .25 folders. Perhaps Spring?

P.S. This kid LOVES water...

Kelan's cousins on Sean's side-- too cute!

Sort of like that one movie, except without hooker.

Sean is off this week and he's been at a cottage with Kelan and some extended family. I am leaving to join them today. Basically I have been left to my own devices for the past couple days. Before Sean and Kelan left, I pictured my time alone being exciting-- all, Risky Buisness -like (Only, I've never actually seen that movie but for that one scene with the underwear and the dancing) Anyway, reality was much less exciting. Basically my house is cleaner than it was and my head is full of funny quotes from The Office because I watched a couple seasons.

Anyway, I'll update with vacation pics next week. Before I go though, I would like to share one of my favorite Michael Scott quotes. It's from that episode where Michael denounces technology and delivers gift baskets to past clients in order to win them back. Here is what he says after he drives into a lake upon GPS instruction:

"Everyone always wants new things. Everybody likes new inventions, new technology. People will never be replaced by machines. In the end, life and business are about human connections. And computers are about trying to murder you in a lake. And to me, the choice is easy."

Couldn't have said it better myself.



**I just googled Risky Business. It Sounds like his weekend was way more fun than mine and now I'm depressed. Also, I'm totally changing the title of this post.

We're Fancy

This is a conversation that Sean and I had at the dinner table tonight, without any hint of emotion-- it was all very matter of fact.

Sean: There's scotch tape in your hair.

Me: I know, I couldn't find a bobby pin.

Sean: Oh.

What are YOU looking at?

It started with Spider-man.

You know the creepiest thing about a Spider-man action figure? I do. It's eyes are so big that no matter where it is on the floor, it feels like it's always looking at you. I'm serious. It's all fun and games until you have to shower with this:

one morning.

It's all down hill from there. Now we own every "fill-in-the-blank"-man ever made. And I told myself that my child wasn't going to play with the toy weapons or watch the action cartoons, but then reality entered into the picture, as it tends to do. Because trust me, I'm totally that mom at the store who shops the toy aisles and shows him dolls, and puzzles, and animal figurines going, "hey, doesn't this look fun!" It hasn't worked yet. It turns out, preschoolers are people, and they have opinions-- opinions that they like to state passionately. and loudly. and very, very often.

And that's not to say that I give in to his every whim, but I have to draw the line somewhere, or I'll end up being that mom who leaves a list of forbidden toys for playdates... and no one likes that mom.

So, now most of our quality time together is me suggesting we color, or build with the lincoln logs, and then finally resigning to be the bad guy that Iron-man needs to get rid of. Again.

But it's all good. I mean, he's not trying to burn the house down, or out killing small animals, so I figure I can suck it up and take some showers with Spider-man.