Hello there!
Has it really been over a week since I have updated y'all? Boy time sure does fly when you are busy.
Well, let's see, we went to ocean as noted in the previous post but most of my hours have been spent being sucked into the vortex at work, which is the main reason for my tardiness, it seems that keeping up a blog during work hours proves quite difficult when you have work coming out the wazoo and, for that, I apologize. Things are getting settled again on the job front and I plan to never be this tardy again. You'll forgive me, won't you?
I seemed to have missed a lot, for starters I've missed monthly updates on both the babes. They are fine, even better than fine, they are these little beings who really enjoy each others company and have really started to interact and that makes for a very interesting home life, one that doesn't lend itself to much free time to blog, again with the excuses but readers, if any of you are still out there, I'm sorry! You'll forgive me, won't you?
We had a grand labor day weekend! Our friend Aislin had a BBQ at a state park and it was super, good food, good friends and more good food, there was no way one could go wrong.
On Sunday we headed to the fair.
I don't know about you but I love me some fair.
I'm not sure what exactly I like but I always leave wanting more, more of what I am not sure. Seriously I heard more cuss words in a two hour window than my virgin ears could stand, is it really necessary to yell at a 4 year-old and emphasize with a cuss word? It's not that I don't get parents losing their cool with their children screaming and whining it just leaves a really bad taste in my mouth when I see mothers losing their cool in public and saying things I wouldn't dare in private to their young children, it makes me wonder what happens behind closed doors, then I get sad and have to run back to soap salesman to find my happy place.
Speaking of soap...
One of the reasons I love the fair is the cleaners. In my former years I was a little obsessive about keeping things clean then I married a slob and gave up that battle but I still love me some good cleaners, although I shy from actually buying them because that would mean I actually need to clean with them but I love me a good sales pitch especially one that includes both kids sound asleep in the stroller.
Of course, Bob and I found ourselves with nothing to do but peruse the booths and find us some hope in a bottle. After all, isn't that what those soap salesman are selling? Hope. I, as the good hearted American I am, love hope, especially the sort that is packaged in such a way that makes me believe with every fiber of my being that little bottle is the answer to my cleaning problems. Usually while listening to their spiels I forget what it actually takes to get my shower clean, it's not some miracle chemical, although sometimes they help, it is actual work that is the answer but somehow while captivated by their five minute presentation I forget that work is always involved. I usually take the product home and it sits there in my cabinet not cleaning my shower, although if I actually used some on my shower the shower might actually get clean.
This is where Bob comes in. Bob loves him a good sales pitch, if you have a good pitch Bob will buy every time. Bob bought the shower cleaner. This is where the similarity between he and I ends, get this, he hasn't stopped cleaning since we got home.
The first night he stayed up until 1:30 am cleaning the shower, it now sparkles!!!
My windows? They sparkle too!
My mirrors? Yep, sparkle!
The fair is more magical to me than ever before, my husband can't stop cleaning!
And when he's not cleaning he is teaching Kyan to take baby for rides on his four wheeler.
Has it really been over a week since I have updated y'all? Boy time sure does fly when you are busy.
Well, let's see, we went to ocean as noted in the previous post but most of my hours have been spent being sucked into the vortex at work, which is the main reason for my tardiness, it seems that keeping up a blog during work hours proves quite difficult when you have work coming out the wazoo and, for that, I apologize. Things are getting settled again on the job front and I plan to never be this tardy again. You'll forgive me, won't you?
I seemed to have missed a lot, for starters I've missed monthly updates on both the babes. They are fine, even better than fine, they are these little beings who really enjoy each others company and have really started to interact and that makes for a very interesting home life, one that doesn't lend itself to much free time to blog, again with the excuses but readers, if any of you are still out there, I'm sorry! You'll forgive me, won't you?
We had a grand labor day weekend! Our friend Aislin had a BBQ at a state park and it was super, good food, good friends and more good food, there was no way one could go wrong.
On Sunday we headed to the fair.
I don't know about you but I love me some fair.
I'm not sure what exactly I like but I always leave wanting more, more of what I am not sure. Seriously I heard more cuss words in a two hour window than my virgin ears could stand, is it really necessary to yell at a 4 year-old and emphasize with a cuss word? It's not that I don't get parents losing their cool with their children screaming and whining it just leaves a really bad taste in my mouth when I see mothers losing their cool in public and saying things I wouldn't dare in private to their young children, it makes me wonder what happens behind closed doors, then I get sad and have to run back to soap salesman to find my happy place.
Speaking of soap...
One of the reasons I love the fair is the cleaners. In my former years I was a little obsessive about keeping things clean then I married a slob and gave up that battle but I still love me some good cleaners, although I shy from actually buying them because that would mean I actually need to clean with them but I love me a good sales pitch especially one that includes both kids sound asleep in the stroller.
Of course, Bob and I found ourselves with nothing to do but peruse the booths and find us some hope in a bottle. After all, isn't that what those soap salesman are selling? Hope. I, as the good hearted American I am, love hope, especially the sort that is packaged in such a way that makes me believe with every fiber of my being that little bottle is the answer to my cleaning problems. Usually while listening to their spiels I forget what it actually takes to get my shower clean, it's not some miracle chemical, although sometimes they help, it is actual work that is the answer but somehow while captivated by their five minute presentation I forget that work is always involved. I usually take the product home and it sits there in my cabinet not cleaning my shower, although if I actually used some on my shower the shower might actually get clean.
This is where Bob comes in. Bob loves him a good sales pitch, if you have a good pitch Bob will buy every time. Bob bought the shower cleaner. This is where the similarity between he and I ends, get this, he hasn't stopped cleaning since we got home.
The first night he stayed up until 1:30 am cleaning the shower, it now sparkles!!!
My windows? They sparkle too!
My mirrors? Yep, sparkle!
The fair is more magical to me than ever before, my husband can't stop cleaning!
And when he's not cleaning he is teaching Kyan to take baby for rides on his four wheeler.
Or he's teaching Kyan what can happen if Mom, Dad and Nana get too engrossed in a conversation! Then Kyan gets tricky and decides to teach everyone at preschool. If it were real school, we would be in the Principal's office listening to how our child is super creative but a tad distracting to the other children trying to learn, oh I can't wait! But who could get mad at him? With a smile that cute? Me either!
Psst. The cleaner. It works on 2 year-old's, too!
5 comments:
The look on his little face in that picture. I can't stop laughing!! Seriously, who could be mad at that face??
Can your husband come do my showers?? I can't wait to see this product. He didn't come home with a mop? You know its tradition- the best part is you don't actually have to use it just purchase and carry the odd shaped object around making the rest of the activities that much more of a challenge. I LOVE THE FAIR!!
So glad for the update and yes I'm still here forgiving you, holding you, waiting for more :~)
Aunt Ali
Alright Kandace, you have my curiousity piqued. What is the magic cleaner that not only cleans well, but gets your huband to do it? I would like to buy stock...LOL Glad to hear all is well!
I am still laughing at that Kyan look -My, I thought I was going to fall off my chair trying not to lose it. I remember when Colton looked like a smurf with the blue hilighter - and I must say that cleaner works wonders, I cannot wait to buy some at the Puyallup! I wonder if Bob will want to show me how it works on my window. HAHA
Nana
PS I was going thru withdrawals waiting for you to finally get blogging! between work and wogging, you hardly have time to write - the new 3 w's
Finally, sheesh what were you thinking leaving us hanging. I didn't get my dose of chaos!!! Glad the fair was fun....sob no Puyallup this year...its the absolute best. Hey, anything that gets a hubby to clean like that is well worth the money!
hehehe to funny! i love the marker on his head!!!
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