Patiently waiting for adult swim to be over!
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Pool time!
As most people know by now, this is going to be one crazy summer for the Buckinghams. L and I decided we were going to need somewhere to go for a happy distraction. After a short discussion we both agreed the local pool would be the perfect spot for us to spend our last summer in Nashville. Thanks to Grandma Mary and Granddaddy for sponsoring our love of the water.
Patiently waiting for adult swim to be over!
Patiently waiting for adult swim to be over!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Dragon boy
L: I am going to turn into a dragon boy if Mocha eats my prizes.
M: Ok.
L: I will breath fire on her if she tries to eat my bucket of prizes. But I am a nice dragon boy.. right?
M: Yup, you are the nicest dragon boy I know.
L: But not to Mocha.. I will get her if she does something bad.
M: Well, I think she will leave your stuff alone. You probably don't have to breath fire on her.
L: When my little sister comes out of your belly I will be a nice dragon boy to her and not breath fire on her. Right?
M: You will be a great big brother dragon to her.
L: Yeah. I will be. But not to Mocha.
M: Ok.
L: I will breath fire on her if she tries to eat my bucket of prizes. But I am a nice dragon boy.. right?
M: Yup, you are the nicest dragon boy I know.
L: But not to Mocha.. I will get her if she does something bad.
M: Well, I think she will leave your stuff alone. You probably don't have to breath fire on her.
L: When my little sister comes out of your belly I will be a nice dragon boy to her and not breath fire on her. Right?
M: You will be a great big brother dragon to her.
L: Yeah. I will be. But not to Mocha.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Work trips
Pol and I have both had extended work trips this past month. I am still on mine, going home tomorrow!
Pol was gone for 8 days. EIGHT DAYS! In order to ease our pain of him being gone, he did the sweetest thing. He left envelopes for everyday he would be gone. Inside each envelope was a clue to where he had hid a surprise. Y'all... most of you know Pol is a keeper, but for real.. this reminded me of how lucky I am. He had to put forethought into each surprise and he had to think of 8 different things! The gifts were fun things like.. a body pillow with his face on it so I would have him to snuggle with at night, money to go to breakfast with L, chap stick (because I might have an addiction to Burt's Bees), and my fav was a recipe to make a Strawberry smoothie... he had actually stocked the fridge with everything I would need.
Like I said earlier, I am on a work trip at this very moment. It's only for four days, but I do miss my boys terribly! Pol asked me if I was going to leave him surprises as well. To which I said, "Yeah, I am planning on leaving you a list. A to-do list." I know.. I know.. Pol is super lucky to have me.
Pol was gone for 8 days. EIGHT DAYS! In order to ease our pain of him being gone, he did the sweetest thing. He left envelopes for everyday he would be gone. Inside each envelope was a clue to where he had hid a surprise. Y'all... most of you know Pol is a keeper, but for real.. this reminded me of how lucky I am. He had to put forethought into each surprise and he had to think of 8 different things! The gifts were fun things like.. a body pillow with his face on it so I would have him to snuggle with at night, money to go to breakfast with L, chap stick (because I might have an addiction to Burt's Bees), and my fav was a recipe to make a Strawberry smoothie... he had actually stocked the fridge with everything I would need.
Like I said earlier, I am on a work trip at this very moment. It's only for four days, but I do miss my boys terribly! Pol asked me if I was going to leave him surprises as well. To which I said, "Yeah, I am planning on leaving you a list. A to-do list." I know.. I know.. Pol is super lucky to have me.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Fire pit
Male bonding over making a fire. Not quite how a cub scout would make one, but it works just fine in our world.
Showing their muscles for breaking the twigs.. I mean sticks.
Showing their muscles for breaking the twigs.. I mean sticks.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Change in plans
Today we left the house to go the grocery store and somehow ended up at the TN Renaissance Festival. It was perfect. Hot, but absolutely perfect.
We saw knights fight. We saw a joust. We saw Queen Elizabeth. We saw many, many, many maidens with their cleavage hanging out.
Most importantly, we saw our son slay a dragon.
We saw knights fight. We saw a joust. We saw Queen Elizabeth. We saw many, many, many maidens with their cleavage hanging out.
Most importantly, we saw our son slay a dragon.
Ren Fest from michelle buckingham on Vimeo.
Sorry, quality isn't great, Pol doesn't have a fancy iphone.Wednesday, May 4, 2011
May The Fourth Be With You
"Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you?"
"Always two there are, a master and an apprentice."
"Always two there are, a master and an apprentice."
Monday, May 2, 2011
Words
We are really working with L to communicate his feelings with words and not actions. Such as, when he is angry/mad at us he should talk to us rather than roaring or throwing something (even though he has let us know over and over a loud roar is how a dragon says he is angry). Words are much more effective than actions during these times. After this weekend I think we might have had a break through.
I did something to break his little spirit. Goodness only knows what, as it so happens, I tend to do this daily, if not hourly. Here is the shocker: Instead of throwing a fit he sat down on his stool put his head into his little hands, looked up at me and said "Mommy, I am angry with you."
Folks, this was huge! There was no pouting. There was no yelling. There was no roaring. There was a simple statement. A statement that broke my heart, and at the same time, made me cheer a thousand cheers on the inside.
Since I was so overly enthusiastic about his calm response, for the rest of the weekend he felt it necessary to let me know every single moment I didn't make his little life perfect. But that was okay, because we talked about each and every time I made him angry/sad/mad/infuriated/exasperated in great detail.
My favorite was this morning when he told me he was angry at me and I responded with, "Well, why are you upset with me buds?" His answer: "I don't know. Yet."
And suddenly I felt like a husband having a conversation with his wife.
I did something to break his little spirit. Goodness only knows what, as it so happens, I tend to do this daily, if not hourly. Here is the shocker: Instead of throwing a fit he sat down on his stool put his head into his little hands, looked up at me and said "Mommy, I am angry with you."
Folks, this was huge! There was no pouting. There was no yelling. There was no roaring. There was a simple statement. A statement that broke my heart, and at the same time, made me cheer a thousand cheers on the inside.
Since I was so overly enthusiastic about his calm response, for the rest of the weekend he felt it necessary to let me know every single moment I didn't make his little life perfect. But that was okay, because we talked about each and every time I made him angry/sad/mad/infuriated/exasperated in great detail.
My favorite was this morning when he told me he was angry at me and I responded with, "Well, why are you upset with me buds?" His answer: "I don't know. Yet."
And suddenly I felt like a husband having a conversation with his wife.
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