Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Park Play Date

We met the Brand girls at our favorite park and did some playing the kids had a blast and I know I can speak for the Kulow household but it wore us out!
Here are a few pictures from my playing with my camera...








Sunday, January 29, 2012

Bundle is da BOMB

Remember when I talked about Throwing in the Cloth and then I found a store by the name of Bundle.  Well, I took my diapers there... not the week I had first intended to since we got a snow storm that week but I took them in last Wednesday and I got them back on Thursday...  Let me just say that when I got them I was busy doing other things and was not able to open the bag immediately.  When I opened my cloth diaper laundry bag that was delivered to me I almost jumped up and down with glee!  My diapers were sparkling clean.  There was no smell, they were soft, needless to say they were glorious.  OMG!  I did the Funk Rock soak on my covers yesterday and I can't wait to get cloth back on my baby.  I am feeling like my love for the cloth is back.  So if you are considering throwing in the cloth, think twice and spend some time on the internet finding a laundering service near you, it is totally worth it.

Chimpsy

Today was my photography class that I was telling you about.  I felt like I learned a lot.  The class went over the basics of a camera functions and learning what the shutter speed, aperture and ISO does.  I knew the basics and this was an opportunity for me to get some more information on them.  It was a great class and I think the best part of it all is that there were nine others in it that are pretty much in the same boat as me.  They had little knowledge on the above and we all got a chance to go a little deeper with our knowledge.  So now when I look at my new camera there is not a sense of overwhelmed terror rather a sliver of knowledge that makes me feel like I want to play around with it!  Yeah for that!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Pictures

Here are a few pictures from the last week or so...




Guess who is walking?



When we snack in our house, we snack big!

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Slightly Inappropriate

Okay I realize that this post may be slightly inappropriate but welcome to my reality.  I am a mom... no duh huh?  Being a mom means that I am a girl.  Yeah, I know another duh!?!?  I am a mom of three boys - welcome to penisville.  Being a girl means that I have never had a penis, never had to maintain such a piece of equipment.  Since becoming a mom of three boys means that I have had to figure things out.  I grew up in a house of girls, I was the oldest of three daughters - I guess I now have a glimpse of what my dad experienced.  Dad was thrust into the world of periodsville and he survived and conquered that world one Costco box of tampons at a time. 
My oldest son has become rather aware of his penis and has been informing me of some of the details.  Today for example I was informed that the reason girls can not jump as high as boys is because we don't have a penis.  And to think all this time I was thinking it was due to the color of my skin not what is or is not in my pants.  Apparently a penis is a "go button" and without a girl just can't jump as high as a boy.
Another piece of information is that such equipment needs air... have you ever seen "How I Met Your Mother"?  The character Barney Stinson has coined the term "The Naked Man", welcome to my house - the naked boys.  My education from a four year old has informed me that certain parts need air.  Naked naptimes, naked mornings, naked time before showers, naked time after showers... naked boys! 
Lately my precious little four year old and I have been working on writing our letters.  Two days ago I get a holler from the bathroom, "Mom come here!"  I come running not sure as to why I am being summoned to the bathroom.  I open the door to find my little man standing over the toilet peeing and informs me to watch him pee.  "Mom, look I drew the letter 'W'."  Really?  I know you moms of girls can not understand this... this is a skill that boys only have, the same idea would leave a puddle and not a distinct letter. 
Trust me when I say, I love and treasure my baby boys - this is a strange and untraveled world to me and I know that I can survive and conquer it just as my dad did in a foreign world to him.