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So Turkey Day is over... and we enjoyed ourselves like we were challenged with eating our weight in food before the last day on earth, or something like that. My sil, Alison, made something she isn't allowed to make again. Salted caramel cheesecake will ensure that I break out my maternity pants. Go ahead and judge me. It's amazing. We decorated our house like crazy this week. And we didn't

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Tomorrow is Turkey Day.... which btw is stinkin' difficult to explain to a 3 year old. He went off looking for pilgrims in the house after I explained it.  Might say something about my explanation. I can't wait for the birds and the bees talk.  Luca just walked by J and I and said 'the dog just wants a f*&%in treat'.  J said what? And he repeated it, like he was Andrew Dice Clay or something. 

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Some may wonder how I do it all.  Many have asked how I manage to get dressed, wrangle humans, mold young minds and nourish them with home cooked food and tuck them in at night. Yeah, I don't.  But just for kicks, let's pull back the curtain, shall we? This evening for example...I picked up my kiddos after racing across town to get there in time for pick up. Of course, it's Family Fun Night....

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I'm convinced I live in an alternate universe. A universe which sucks time out of my day. A universe where no matter what I cook (stop laughing), my kids still manage to eat cereal and Easy Mac (what an INVENTION) at 830pm.  #Momoftheyear.   It's raining and I'm praying....that my kids stay in their own beds. Freakin' thunder. If you have a strong perspective on sports bras, check this out...

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Now, I don't normally post during the day.. while I should be working. *cough cough* But this had to get out of my head so I can go on with the whole resourcing human's thing I do.  Now, if you know me at all, you know I HATE HATE HATE to sweat, exert any extra energy and will throw myself face first on the ground kicking and screaming before heading to an 'exercise' class.  My sis and her

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1. Watching the Febreze commercial where the poor chumps get caught smelling nastiness and possibly catching a airborne illness, makes me cringe.  I would be so p.o'ed. 2. I'm puzzled by Rob Dyrdek's new video show.... like a cross between America's Funniest Home Videos and a random cable show. And yet, I giggled at the Beiber segment. L looked at me like I was crazy. That won't be the last time

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I need a few...or 20.  This week has kicked my butt and it's only Tuesday night.... groan.  Last week was a butt kicker as well and the weekend only added to the need to prop my eyes open with toothpicks. I don't even need fancy frill picks (that's my restaurant lingo coming out... I can also 86 things--confused? Good.) My sister would probably bedazzle her toothpicks. Not me, just regular old

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It's been a while...did you miss me? I know...you did. Are you dying to hear about the Martinez hijinxs? Like the fact that the boys locked themselves in the pantry while I was gone for 'ALL OF 5 MINUTES'? Thankfully, L knows Marco Polo and they were easily found and spotted.  Or the fact that Teo decided to take a curtain rod and put it in the toilet? I was summoned by the 'tattler' only to find

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"Well, does it take more guts to twice traverse a staircase in a burning building, or to make a one-time leap into a volcano? Damned if I know, Kemosabe." (Source: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099892/)  He's home.  Joe, I mean J, is home. Let the craziness cease. Or not.  J had a great time, as he spoke in his sleep. Apparently, climbing a volcano takes a lot out of you. Hmmph. Try giving

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...in a good way. If there is such a thing. Is there? Is smelling like goats BETTER than smelling like another barnyard variety? I would hope so. They seem cleaner than most. And the goats today had their own hand washing station. Snobs.   Day #1 of Mommy Day Care consisted of a trip to the store and reminding L about using his inside voice and NOT announcing that 'that man over there looks

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It has been a while, friends... since I have shared a zany story of my kiddos and their antics.  Keep waiting... they haven't been at their A game lately.   Perhaps they are storing up for when their dad takes off to ANOTHER COUNTRY!!!   Everyone groan with me.....*groan*. The last time J left me to go out of the country, I was a pregnant, hormonal mess in a new house and did I mention I was

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Tonight was one of those nights where I almost put cotton balls in my ears and hid under the blanket. And I tried.... well the blanket part, at least. I felt a little guilty about that as my kiddos are schrieking and running around  but I had a migraine. Not a 'comparable to being in labor one'. Those suck. But  a moderate 'magic meds+dear Lord let my eyeballs fall out' kind. And you know the

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These two were playing 'McDonalds/Applebee's'.  Um...they were working the drive thru windows.  And....judge...now.  He asked for these to be put on. He however did not ask for this pic to show up at his wedding video montage. But it will.  Good news:  Beyonce announced she was prego today. Thank God... I've been dying to ask her to weigh in on the Diaper Genie vs. Diaper Champ

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you now know why..... P.S. I just discovered Picnik. So now there is no excuse why I will now be skinny, busty and had super white teeth. I have about 10000 pics to get crackin' on. 

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So apparently I'm on a google search result....for....kid and dirty feet. I'm so proud. I think. Today....Crazy Town 1, Courtney 0.  Crazy Town for the win. Ugh. I'm ready for bed. So far today, I have dealt with crazy people at work, crazy kids who felt the need to scream all night, and crazy dog who decided to yak and poop all over. UUUGGGGHHH. Quick, someone trade me lives!! Or at least

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This weekend was so different than how I planned it in my mind.  I mean, usually my family totally operates EXACTLY how I dream them to. Don't yours?  I had Friday off. And not just like I'm gonna go through my email and PRAY no HR hijinx begins at 4pm-kind of Friday... (and my boss reads this....so I NEVER do the previous sentence.) It was really a day off. Granted 8 people called me AFTER I

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You say today is Saturday?? Goodbye, I'm going out to play.  Just a little Shel Silverstein action for you. I had an incredibly witty post for you tonight. So witty in fact, the wit factor was almost outrageous. And then.....it disappeared.   Woe is me. And you, now you lack the wit needed to get  up in the morning.  I apologize.  I blame Blogger.

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I wish I was kidding. I saw him coming up the walk and knew...but let me set the scene for you. Sprinkler going, one toddler shirtless and running through it. One baby, in a diaper, running in the yard. Small dog, who thinks he is Hercules, begins to yip. And yip. And lunge against its choke chain. Mom, who is dreading being 'nice' but smiling all the same. Enter the man from Slovakia.  He

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I. HAVE.NO. WORDS.

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I could not make these up if I tried....and I'm quite witty. -L started moving the sprinkler down our hill. I said 'No, Luca, leave it there.' L replied in a sing song voice, 'O-K, O-K, H-O.' We will be ramping up on the whole letters and spelling thing....ASAP. -L yells at me, as I'm making dinner....'Teo is eating stuff!'  Upon investigation, I recovered a good size piece of mulch, a gum

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If you have not read the funniest woman I have never met, please divert from this blog and go. Go now. I will warn you...if you have weak pelvic muscles, go to the bathroom, THEN read. Either way, it's a win win. During bath time tonight (not mine, the kids) Luca started drinking the water from the tub. I said 'No! Teo just peed in there, didn't you see him?!' Luca looks at me and said 'He

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Warning: My brain is just going to throw up now. You have been warned. Teo got put in timeout just now. He stared me down like he was a cougar and I was a lovely KFC double stack (worst sandwich in the world).  It was kinda odd, not going to lie. Twice, I had to turn my head and remind myself who was the parent.  My brain hurts. Not because of all the innovative thinking I do all day. I do

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Here is your warning. It's Snarky Tuesday. S-N-A-R-K-Y. As in cranky, crabby, whiny and perhaps full of cold pizza and no margarita. Whoa. And this post isn't about the kids. Whoa. Whoa.  Ready to carry on?  Ok then. The show Hoarders makes me feel so much better about myself and lack of housekeeping skills.  My problem is my hubby. Really. He loves to clean. Ergo, I don't.  However, as my kids

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I just need to capture these quotes from L now. You know, for when he is a famous bounty hunter, model or physicist and needs to remember his childhood. That is the real reason why this blog is so amazing. It has nothing to do with my inability (read: laziness) to complete a baby book for either of my kids.  So to all the scrapbookers out there, I bow to you and kinda hope I get more sleep than

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Home again, home again, jiggety jig!  Even with missing a few pillows that are now living in either Hays or Denver, it was nice to sleep in our own beds last night.  Granted, our entire main floor looks like a tornado and a bomb got married and had babies in it. Yowza. And all of that was in 1 car. Not even a magic clown car, just a good ole Jeep. Shocking that we didn't love each other more than

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Yeah!! We survived day #2!  It totally helps that we are at a house that is gi-normus and we can seperate into multiple rooms. It also helps that my oldest has disowned me completely.  No joke. Like, wouldn't even sit on my lap during my 'Happy Birthday' song. Bummer and yet..... he still belongs to me. (insert evil laugh here). Crazy stuff: 1. Yesterday after we arrived in 'Dember', we got to

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Ok... let the bald spots show. Want a little recap of the trip so far? Lets start at the beginning. We almost ripped out the kitchen sink to pack with us. We could probably have lived without a few of the 8000 sippy cups we brought. Pretty sure they have water and soap in Denver.  1. One of my kids is a dream road tripper. The other one is 14 months old and is currently residing on my 'not the

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So. yeah.  J and I decided to take a family trip west to visit all my awesome relatives in CO. We said 'We flew last time, so we will drive this time'. Or something like that. Either way, we are packing 2 adults, 2 toddlers, 10 bags of kid crap, 8 chargers for various appliances, 19 sippy cups and a partridge in a pear tree and heading west for a few days.  I'm excited, nervous, anxious, excited,

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So just a few notes to share with you my latest parenting wins. I'm all about confessions (Hellloooo Catholic school flashback) and being transparent with all 6 of my readers in the effort for you to judge me less.... or give you more material in which to judge fully. Whatever. 1. Today, I took a picture of M as his head was stuck in a bucket.  To qualify, I made sure he was ok and was only '

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The above title is something I don't do. Scratch that. Usually do. Scratch that. Just did. Wha? Wha?  Yuppers. I did. V-O-L-U-N-T-A-R-I-L-Y. Whoa.   You can judge. It's ok. I did. And while I will never be Cait or Skinny Runner, both of which are HIGH-larious and should be checked often, I am me.   Calm down, this is not a "I have changed" post. This is merely an accountability post. Let me

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So L has a 'talent' of mine.... and it has nothing to do with math. Poor L. However, he, thanks to me, can remember random pieces of information as well as lyrics from songs that we may have only heard twice. Pretty sure both of those are not on the SAT's but man, he will kill it at bar trivia. A mother can only dream.  Check out the star in the making.    Here is another one for your

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....they are a fantastic excuse for why your brain doesn't work.  A few family friends have had babies recently and I think back to when I was the new mom and believed I really needed those pacifier wipes.  Just a few hours ago, M was hauling it down the driveway while I was being the pack mule unloading the car. L was already on the sidewalk screaming that M was gonna hit a car ( our sentence

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I am shocked I walk out the door fully dressed in the morning sometimes. I don't know about the rest of you moms (or dads), and it really doesn't even matter if you are a working or SAH mom, but seriously, I can't yet seem to find a rhythm.  Get up (late), get to work, run around work like a crazy woman, run to get kids before 6, get kids home and convince them cereal counts as dinner, have 2

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This week has been 6 kinds of crazy.  I wish I was lying.  Kids sick (i.e. coughing like they have smoked 2 packs for 20 years and snot trails that snails would be jealous of), work is nutty (nutty like making me want to change careers to be a trash collector), raining (hellllloooo frizz), waking up at the crack of dawn with hardly any sleep.  I almost wore a shirt inside out to work...but its a

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This babe...where did he go? Now, I have this kiddo waking me up in the mornings. How did that happen? My sweet, stubborn, vocal, gorgeous, curious and oh so stubborn babe is 1 on Wednesday! It is super hard to believe. It feels like we just started on this baby journey again and now at school he will be transitioning into the toddler room.  Its a familiar stage that I love but even from

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It's baseball season!!! You know how I know this?? Well because Luca loves baseball....and is so aware that it is always on TV, spots a Royals logo a mile away,  reads the sports page, loves to listen the radio play by play, plus 'Gampa' told him he would take him to a game after his 'birfday'.  Opening day isn't really a great place for small kiddos...but the day after?? Yes, please.  My kid is

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My babe is 3 today! Wowza! How did that happen? Today was crazy fun and we hope everyone who was able to come had a good time. L was sufficiently spoiled.  He got among other things, trains, a scooter, a bike and Royals gear. He has played with everything twice. Gotta love that 2 year 3 year old attention span! Waiting for Rice Krispie treats to cool for his school tomorrow...so I will throw up

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I don't know how you do it.... Outside of the prison thing.  I have tried to move away from the rut I was in....or my comfort zone....or whatever.  Courtesy of my cousin, Camille...we are trying to be a clean eating family. More veggies, less food that can sit on the shelf for years.   When she mentioned it, I instantly thought... what the heck am I gonna feed my kids?  Kidding...kinda. I did

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This week, as all other weeks, has been so nutty. So nutty in fact, I had to quiz myself before I walked out the door that I had put deodorant on. *I wasn't sure, so I did it again. Those who work with me, you are welcome.*  I feel like I wake up, wipe random snot or drool off kiddos, go work, do some HR-fabulous-ness, race home, feed the kids applesauce (it's healthy) and cereal (not so much),

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WE HAVE A CLINGER!! STAGE 5!! ALERT!!! This boy right here.... He is a full on clinger. Ugh. If you aren't familiar with this stage, it is where you (or insert favorite person here) are unable to move around freely without a barnacle bob on your hip. It gets worse because now this child figures out that screaming like a bad horror movie chick will get him what he desires. This prevents you from

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Holy mocos Batman! I might have carpal tunnel from all the wiping of noses I have done this week. There should be a quota for the amount of snot a baby produces and then you are snot free for like a few weeks. Heck, I would even be down for a reprieve on days or hours. Poor guy, he's the one glistening in the daylight with a shiny new mustache all the time. He will definitely not be getting any

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So I just saw a commercial with a glamourous woman (by glamourous I mean, showered AND a clean top on) who says 'Want a easy appetizer that everyone will love?'  And she pulls out a roll of cresent rolls and rolls up a hot dog in them.  She hands them out and someone at her party (who clearly doesn't get out much) takes one and says "Impressive".  Hey lady, when you add instant mashed potatoes,

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This year should be a calm one...after all 2010 brought us.... -Mateo!! -Me NOT being pg.... :) -The boys starting school - and loving it after a while -Auntie Cait getting hitched! -L's first plane ride---and Teo's, technically. -J went to New York and left me with an infant and a toddler..but I'm almost over it. :) 2011 will bring us: -M turns 1! -L turns 3! -J will be 37! -J and I will be

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 Yes, Luca. Santa loves the boneless wings.  Poor L. He was a little confused that Santa eats at Mom's job.  Either way, this pic proves that he got in the same zip code as the bearded elf-loving man. M could have cared less. But all the way home, we got questions on why Santa was at Applebee's. (I finally said in my head, b/c Chili's is not good enough--but who can reason with a 2 yr old??)  L

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So today Luca and Teo had their 1st Christmas concert at their school/daycare. It was pretty cute, given my kid stood in the way of everyone trying to take pictures of their own kids. He sat down finally, at the next to last song. Didn't sing once. Just stared. So glad that isn't creepy or anything.  M is a dancer. He was jamming to each song. And he stared too. We did wait to see Santa but he

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Things I have said this week.... -Stop licking your brother. (I didn't say this once. I said it like 5 times---in a day.) -Keep your pants on. (literally) -Don't feed the dog crayons -I don't know why the dog won't eat them. -I don't know what color his poop will be. -No you can't have pop at 7am. -Yes, Justin Bieber is sleeping. He can't sing right now. -I have no idea where Santa's deer are.

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Not sure where my baby went but in his place is a little man.  A prematurely balding, drooling, almost crawling little man with the best personality. It will be 8 months in a few weeks and I have no idea where the time has gone. Crap, nothing in that paragraph was sarcastic or funny. Sorry.  But I realized that my little friend has been ignored in a few ways. So M, this post is for you.  What

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 Isn't he the cutest?  I heart him.   This one is pretty good too. He's good for a laugh or two. This is the 'best' picture from Halloween. And so begins my post. Of course, this was the weekend Auntie Cait got married and half of Colorado and Northern CA was in town for it. So these boys were already on a 'pyscho, no schedule kid' routine.  They were on zero naps on Halloween...and that

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She is married!!! Yeah!!! And now my world can calm down. hahahahahaha. I'm hilarious. New post in a few days. I gotta feed my kids.

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Who knew...who knew that I would have petite kids. Who knew. What's that sound??? Oh that's God laughing at me. :)  Im yokin' (as L says). Went to the dr today for M's 6 month well check. He weighs a whopping 15.6 lbs. 11%tile in his weight. Um what? The boy eats like a mad man. She asked me if he was active, um yes. She asked me if he was rolling over, um yes. She said well that explains it. NEW

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Matron. Matron of Honor.  Ugh. The word just screams coke bottle glasses, use of a orthodontic device at night and possibly the obsession with form over fashion. Ugh. I am so not like that.....wait....wait.... well crap. Outside of the orthodontia....Matron = courtney. Crap. Crap. crap.  The time is almost here when I will spend multiple days making sure my little sister is, without a doubt,

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....from stifling laughter at the things L has been saying lately. So I thought to myself, "Self, since I barely remember my own kids names (totally thought that was just my parents issue, but it's not), I should write these gems down now".  My self is pretty on her game sometimes.  -ism's from my kiddo: 1. "Look momma, a mamacita!"-pointing at a runner who happens to be a man sporting a large

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L is crazy. Certifiable....but so hilarious. A few weeks ago (hint as to how long its been since I was on here-my bad) he came downstairs in his underroos (Toy Story is a favorite) and had his hand in his pocket. Well, he thought it was a pocket. It however is not. Pretty sure I gave you a nice visual there. Anywhoo, the kid loves his little underpants. They are so funny...I was going to take a

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My kiddo told me that today. As he was perusing a Ladies Home Journal (don't judge, it was a gift from my Gram...I know I'm not 45), he saw a picture of Mrs. Obama and said 'Mom, she's a mamacita". Um ok. I am concerned only for the fact that I think he was going for describing her as a girl. I flashed forward in my mind to when he's 17 and flirting with girls and comes home regularly smacked in

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Yeah...someone can't keep his finger out of his nose. No, it's not John. Luca should charge his finger for all the time he spends with it jammed in there. Sheesh. I have tried a lot of things....threatening (he didn't even wince),ignoring (which prompts him to remove said finger and get it way too close to my face to get my attention), acting like I'm sickened by it (which I am), and trying to

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I mean really, what is it with my kid and ointments? Or the better question is why is it my hubby who tells me 8 HOURS LATER about the fact that my kid got into ointments and smeared it in the baby's room. Sheesh. I realized as I was silently cursing the makers of Neosporin for making something so amazingly greasy and impossible to get off, that my little one starts school in less than a week.

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Nope...I'm good with 2. 2 kiddos, that is. I am thinking 8 sounds like a negative number for a lot of things, like 8 moles, 8 bug bites, 8 speeding tickets, 8 load of laundry. Now...8 cupcakes or 8 gift cards to j.jill? Now you are talking... but in terms of kids, 2 will do..for now. Managing this work deal and 2 kiddos is no easy task. I am always open to suggestions. Not entirely sure how

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I need to stop cussing. John really needs to stop cussing. I don't say it often but when I do, it is necessary. John, not so much...  But we have a little repeater among us. Yikes. I got busted a few days ago and again today. ooops... SO the title of this post will be my new 'emotional' words....rather than s&%^. Promise, Nana. We have a week of a working Mom with 2 kids under our belt. Wow,

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Ok, 7 days. 7 days from today, I will be at my desk at work, attempting to act like I'm working. For those of you who don't know, I am a terrible liar. Terr-I-bile.  So I'm sure the glancing at the pics of my boys and looking at my phone to see if my mom has texted me will be so obvious that I can't cover it up with a lie of 'I'm really working'. Oh well. I am excited though. Excited to see

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So Mom and I talked today about starting Luca with prayers. Now, since he was born, I have said 'I see the moon and the moon sees me, God Bless the moon, God bless me'...which is actually a sign in his old room.  But I was blessing him, so it counts. :)  Anyway, I figured tonight was as good a night as any. After we read our 8 books (sheesh), I asked him if he could put his hands together... it

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Poor M. I feel awful. I am lucky to be home with him now...but have I taken any pics of the child? Nope. Didn't even think about it. Gosh, I suck....too many other things happening...called Luca, Wrigley and the house the kids have trashed. But I feel awful...so here are some pics of the boy...and his bro. I'm trying.... Pics are from hanging at home, M's first Funky Mama concert (slept through

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So I am putting L to bed tonight and we are almost done reading 'Maisy drives the bus'. This book is one of L's faves. The other favorite book involves a picture of a policewoman who L calls "Grandpa", but I digress. As we are almost done with the 2nd reading of this book, L says "Momma (b/c he is now a southern boy, apparently), where it is ?(which makes me laugh and cringe every time)  I

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...from this planet on which I now live that shall be forever known as 'for the love of God, what was I just going to do??'. Seriously. It's scary. I haven't misplaced a kid yet..but the day is young.  My brain yearns for adult conversation....not the dirty kind....just something other than this convo: Luca: Mom...mom...mom...I see him? Me: see what babe? Luca: (louder) I see him? peez? Me: Who

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Tomorrow is the first day of school (daycare) for Luca. Gulp. Now I know you are saying, but you just had a kid and you are home for the next 10 weeks but originally we were going to do this before the baby came. (Classic last words, mind you...'before the baby comes'--the universe laughs at me).  It just didn't happen. And for a few days, I was thinking putting him in daycare so soon after the

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Wow...when you go from 1 to 2, it's like going from sleeping to running at full speed. Almost seems impossible (especially for me...I don't run, only when I'm being chased). But we are making it. Mateo is a sleeper (during the day) and just wants to eat at night. Weird, almost like his daddy. Ha. L has been great. No major issues...only one breakdown so far (hint, so far) with sharing the tummy

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Mateo John Martinez entered this world and our family on April 13, 2010 at 9:07am. He weighed in at 8lbs, 9oz and 20 inches long. He has a head full of black hair and is chunky! As soon as he opens his eyes long enough, we can tell you what color they are! So far, his experience with life has been great, outside of a circumsicion and one LOUD big brother. Luca is still getting used to the

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Um....yeah. two is twice as much as one. What the hell have I done? Oh well, it's a little late for take backs. 8....count them 8 days until our babe arrives. The OB scheduled an induction for the 15th, unless I go earlier than that. My brain is spinning. First off, 8 days until we become man to man defense. Yikes. We were just getting good at good cop, bad cop against one. Secondly, I have a lot

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You know that feeling after you go to a classy restaurant (read: Olive Garden--ha.), you eat too much and suddenly the food inside your tummy starts to move and kick and turn and decides your bladder seems like an awesome trampoline but at the same time decides to push its arm out so your tummy distorts like the movie Alien???  Ok wait...or is that just me? Um that last part happening all the

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This was the exact thought running through my head when my OB said..."looks like he's breech. Here are the options....." Currently and for the last 24 hours, my mind has been processing this whole 'breech' thing. First off, he's butt first. I so know my brothers would laugh at that....but he is a Martinez. :)  Second, my timeline is completely screwed. I figured I had a few more weeks to scramble

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In one breath, god I hope not, but in another....wouldn't be the worst way to start up that process. Just read Cait's entry in her blog. ...mailing out the clap....funny stuff. Read it, if you dare. :) This weekend my babe turned 2. TWO! Which he will tell you (not every time, he's not a trained monkey!) 'I'm two'..which leads to the star trek inspired volcan hand gesture. Have to see it to

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Ok so you know that family that lugs their kids out to a restaurant and when they leave, they leave with crying babies, screaming kiddos and lots of take home boxes?? Oh and the floor of the restaurant looks like a M80 went off? Yeah, that's the Faddis/Martinez family. There was a vote taken after the last restaurant experience that public dinners are now a thing of the past....or only if there

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Oh lord..L is about to be 2 years old. 2 years....on March 20th. 2 years since I had a baby and I couldn't imagine myself with a kid. And now, my train of thought is conditioned to what L would love....or pondering how commited I am to the cart of things I have in Target--while L is throwing a sweet fit in the Q-tip aisle--do I wait out the tantrum, bribe him or bail and take the screaming child

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I realized that I never posted the last post I wrote. This is a classic example of how my brain is working these days. Wow. Sorry about that. So I just posted that, but it was a while ago. Since the last post, we have celebrated D baby's birthday and our trip to Denver. So I have tons of pictures to post. So get ready...In other news, L is growing so fast, it is crazy! So a little list for you

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I feel like I haven't been on here in forever! Things are still crazy and I am willing to make a bet, they won't be slowing down anytime soon. Everyone in the Martinez house is still good. John is working hard and might be going to South America, Mexico or somewhere international in the summer for his job. I am excited but nervous...2 kids and me...while working and one being a newborn. Whoa.

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From our lil' cowboy....have a Merry Christmas and be safe when riding through the living room!

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We are so lucky! We (Luca and Rocky) get an Uncle Tony! Well, we already have one Uncle Tony (who is fabulous but lives far far away :(). This Uncle Tony lives close and is...marrying our Auntie Cait! Yahoo! He loves to play with L and even is nice to our Dad despite being fans of rival schools. He takes all the Faddis teasing and even dishes it out! He is great and we are super excited to be

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I know, I am so sorry to have not written in a while. These things called motherhood, pregnancy and work take up a ton of time! :) Christmas is officially underway with J and I starting our xmas shopping today. Yes, today. Stop judging. L is spending the night with his Tia Jessica and Tio Juan and of course Paco. When I last checked on them, they were watching Toy Story, eating popcorn and L was

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I used to think that was a bunch of malarky (sp?) but now am a believer. At least that is what I want you to believe when you encounter our family. Wow. It sure feels like chaos from where I sit. Lately, I have been racing to go get L from KCK after work, barreling home (as much as you can barrel in solid traffic), attempt to make something..oh who are we kidding....reheat something for us to eat

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Well...let's see. Halloween has come and gone. I will have to post pics soon. All the boys were super cute and mine for sure raised his insulin level to new heights. Another new development is the tantrum. Fun times. Not sure what happened or where my kiddo went...but wow, like his daddy, such a diva. :) On the floor, real tears, screaming, swatting (him swatting me, not the other way around) and

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I wish there was new info to share...but there's not. Sorry Charlies. We literally have been running on survival mode for the last few weeks. Work has been nuts and crazies, J has been doing the super dad routine again, and L is still naked, crazy and hilarous. No new pics...because I kinda suck at that now. Poor Rocky. I feel bad for him/her already. We did learn that on November 3, we are

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Man. I don't remember being such a sleeper for this long with L...but then again, I refer to J, Mom, Cait or Kel to remind me of those days, since my memory is as long as my eyelash. Either way, exhausted. So this post is short and sweet. Work is good, tough but good. L is cutting his 2 year molars and is entering the terrible 2's. The listening skills he was so good at before, MIA. Now we have

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...I'm back. from the land of crazy. It's only a short pitstop really. I just got back from Minneapolis for a work trip. And I realized something (on the plane getting off in KCI), I hadn't really been away from L like that...ever... Um duh. Lightbulb. No wonder I couldn't really sleep. And may possibly have taken a shirt he wore so I could sleep with it...or not. Don't judge. :) But we are back

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...not that I wasn't working before but really, the new place frowns on sports bras, yoga pants and greasy hair. Bummer. I have officially been in the working world for a week. And I'm tired. And I now realized how hard this can be. Thankfully, I have tons of family support, a super hub who has picked up the slack in all ways but one, showering for me. L has done well..outside of cutting 4 teeth

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..but not for me..I detest the Rooty. It required massive amounts of napkins, an inordinate amount of whipped cream and a poor excuse for a serving of fruit disgused as strawberry syrup, oh and no kid utensils. However, my little man who just recieved 4 shots in the legs at the doctor felt it was way better than a bandaid and a kiss from Momma. He wins.At the doctor, we learned we slightly suck

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..so the Martinez fam needed a little shake up. I told you upon my self-prescribed blogging hiatus, that I would not return unless L ate a beetle or I got a job. Well...the hunt for beetles has been less than bountiful. However, I did score a job! Yeah for me....16 months (almost 17 next week, holy cow!) later, I will re-enter the working world and get paid for it. I'm not giving out the major

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Ok, summer isn't over and yet I come running back to you... (quite possibly a Duran Duran lyric or I could be lying). But there have been some developments. No, not a job. Tear. Still looking and hoping. Send me an email if you hear of anyone needing a HR person... I am pretty darn good at what I do. Note: worst transition ever coming in 5.4..3..2Ok so here's a list of the new developments.. See,

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We here at Martinez Madness are tired..so we will be taking a break from blogging for a bit. Perhaps if something major occurs like L shoving a beetle up his nose or me finding a job, the blog will hum with activity again...but until then I need a nap. Have a good beetle-less summer friends!

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Let me explain with a bit of background. When my dad was doing police work, he used to get to do cool stuff. Ah like... when out of town company would come in, they would get a tour of police station and especially the holding cells. We got a bit jaded to the holding cell finale but now I wish Dad wasn't retired so L could spend some time in there. Anywhoo....other cool stuff happened like when

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...for this reason...1. I am too lazy to fully form paragraphs so ergo, a list. 2. L does so many zany (word score!)things, it's hard to keep it all in a paragraph.3. Paragraphs.New list! Things we have learned this week.1. My patience is thin. 2. Counting to 10 doesnt help me when my naked child is running thru the house with a lotion bottle and suddenly masters how to use a pump bottle, in the

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...and I'm tired of sweating..is that bad? I mean it's only June, but sheesh. We have been busy and I'm not sure I have ever done more in a summer than this one. And again, it's only JUNE! Lord help me. We have officially bailed on Gymboree (prob need to cancel that)due to..well it's not outside. Duh. My kid loves to be outside, as you well know. Well now, outside almost always involves dirt,

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It isn't fair... (quite possibly a stomp of my foot could be heard here). My hubby can say to me, "I think I'm getting sick"...and then decide to mow the lawn and pull weeds and wrangle my kid all while taking approx two pulls on both a nyquil and dayquil bottle (not at the same time, mind you) and he's better. Now about 48 seconds after my ears heard him say "sick"...the cells started to morph

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I'm exhausted.... and I didn't even get hitched! It was a great week of tons of fun, family and freaking nauseous rides (sorry, going with the "f" theme). First off...we headed to Colorful Colorado for G & B's wedding-palooza. And it was all that and more. B was gorgeous, of course. G cleaned up good as well. The food, views, dancing and just hanging out with the loudest family in the Rockies

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Yahoo!!! There's a wedding on the books...and it's happening Friday!! The bride is headed to Colorado to get hitched and we are all following her...well and we are following Greg, but who are we kidding. We heart Bekah. After all, we heart Lil G (Garrett) more than words so who can't love the momma! So we are all in various stages of packing and stressing,but it will all come together. We are

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...should be included in the job description of Mom, along with floating pedi holidays and a few "I've had it!" days off. Yes, I am typing one handed...and desperately searching for that handy sling I stored away so I could find it easily. Ok, it's not THAT bad but ow. I got bit. Bitten by a wild animal, with newly emerged teeth covered in Oreo remenants. It may be infected. (Trivial Alert!: I

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Sorry.. that was just a shout out to L's little baby friend who is also enjoying their all inclusive resort a.k.a. Mom's belly a little too long. AHHH Summer...This week has been busy.. with concerts, Deanna Rose Farmstead, and Festivals. Oh My. Not a lot of funny stories... well some have to do with a new interest in other babies certain parts or using his own parts as handles or buttons, but I

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...I am losing my mind. And to top it off.. I volunteered for it! Yowza (heard that on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse...needed to use it today, see..losing it!)For the last few days and for the next couple weeks.. I get to entertain my sweet nephew Garrett aka Lil G. Man...if I thought I was ready for another kid (which I was on the fence before), I have offically fallen over the fence into the Hell No

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In preparation for Greg and Bekah's wedding (in less than a month!! yahoo!), we took L and Grandpa to get their tuxes tonight. Now...FYI...if anyone needs a dapper ring bearer/extremely short and directionally challenged usher in the next few years...we now own a tux and charge a low low fee. Some pics.. I enjoy the faces.. so they can speak for themselves. Try the veal!

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...I am saying these things. *No, let's wait until the sun comes up to turn on the TV*Are you sure you want a banana at 4am?*Can you even see where you are going? (Due to me refusing to turn on a light downstairs, hoping against hope that L will decide darkness will make him tired. It didn't.)*Stop squeezing Wrig's squeaky toy, you will wake Daddy.*Stop chewing L's squeaky toy, you will wake

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Wow, the weather has been gorgeous here in KS..shocking really. Almost like wear a bikini while you are mowing the lawn kind of weather..not that this woman would even think of doing that. ick. Anyway, I am determined to make this kiddo a tough guy and enjoy the outdoors. So far, so good. Anything mulch, dirt, sticks or bug related, we are into and touching. I was letting him wear his crocs

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Ok so you know that saying "he must be raised by wolves..."? Ignore the fact that Nana and Grandpa used to use the line to explain Cait (a lot). My kid...becoming the wolf child. Let me explain. In the last few weeks, he has thought he was HI-larious to bend down and eat stuff he dropped off the floor like a dog. Believe me, once was funny, twice even. After the twentieth time, I am getting

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