Yesterday was quite a busy day for us around the “crazy house” Max showed off his evangelist skills. Came home with a pretty nice battle wound from school and tried his damnest to outdo Olympic gymnast Never a dull moment- but I guess that is to be expected when a 3-year-old is on premise.
I told you yesterday about Max the evangelist. http://perfectlyimperfectmomma.com/2012/08/01/max-the-evangelist/ . But did you know about Max the Tonka truck fighter? Yeah. Only my child would get into a physical altercation with a Tonka truck toy. It seems he was pushing the truck when it somehow slipped out from under him and slapped his ass right in the face. It left him with a pretty nice busted lip, a bo-bo up by his nose and some trauma to the gum—I shouldn’t say trauma that makes it sound too serious. If you’re wondering who win the domestic dispute—it was the truck. But that boy Max, he’s one hell of a warrior and gave it his all—nothing to be ashamed of there!
We also discovered his love for gymnastics. That’s cool, right? The officer thinks NOT! Max is intrigued by them flipping through the air and is determined to do the same. So last night as we were watching..he got on the couch, steadied his position and then jumped off doing his best to flip through the air. He failed. Bad landing, bad everything, but he didn’t give up. He did it again and he failed again, but he’s no quitter, that is until I put a stop to it. Look, I didn’t need two injuries in one day—we already have the busted lip and I think that will do us for a while. As I was instructing him to stop he looked over at the TV and saw one of the chicks flipping in the air and finishing up with a perfect planning. Max screams, “YAY GURRRLLL” Man I so wish the officer could have been there to see that shit I think he may have run immediately to the room and came back with some toy guns or something. Hey, I’m not saying gymnastics isn’t mainly—it takes a lot of freaking strength – those girls and guys could whoop any one of our asses on any given day—but you let the officer think he’s kid is into it and watch him get involved. Which has me thinking… maybe I should tell him Max asked for a to-to think I could get more parenting back up out of him?
We finished up the night pretending to be lions and gorillas’ (it suites us) . I found these cute print outs on nickjr.com while at work (yeah, I was busy) I cut them out and then taped a straw to the back of them. Someone had mentioned here was chop sticks in the break room—Ummm, maybe it’s just me but chop sticks and a 3-year-old just didn’t sound like a winning combination. The play was short-lived, but hey at least I was engaging right? Right. It’s hard to engage after work, I mean even if you aren’t extremely busy during the day . I will say this though I’d rather go to work, come home, cook, clean and engage before bedtime than stay at home the entire day doing all that plus SOME AND engage all day long. I love you stay at home mommys- you freaking rock. (Do you take lots of meds? Come on, you can tell me) lol
Friday we are packing up for a short weekend vacation. We will be celebrating vacation for Max and 7 years of marriage for the Officer & I. I’m looking forward to seeing Max in his element (the outdoors) happy and free. What I’m not looking forward to? Packing and then unpacking it’s gotta be some type of torture in some country somewhere. And if it’s not, someone should implement it.