do not let me babysit your children.

My nephews, ages 10 and 14, and I, age old lady, were watching Family Feud.  This was a good lesson in never-let-the-10-yr-old choose the TV show.  We decided it would be fun to play along at home.   

Did you know I have attention deficit disorder which means I sometimes struggle with impulse control and say things out loud that shouldn't be said and it's too late I can't take them back and then I have to pretend what I said didn't really mean anything I was just trying to be funny? 

The survey question was:  Name something people put plugs in.

That's right.  You know what I yelled out. 

Luckily, their reaction and laughter told me that they thought I was just being silly and hopefully much later in life when they learn about other things that people put plugs in, they won't remember this moment and their crazy aunt.  Oh, how I hope. 

misled.

When I read this headline, I have to admit my first thought was, well why were they wrestling naked?  I'm positive I'm not the only one with that thought.  Right?

crazy train.

Did I really compare giving birth to being as inevitable as Google Reader coming to an end?  Yes.  Yes, I did.  The comparison doesn't make sense this morning but it made tons of sense last night as I was freaking out about having to switch readers. 

Henry says, "Mom-mom is cray-cray." 

Who the fuck taught him "cray-cray"? 

Anyway, in case you got over my awful comparison, you might want to know that Feedly is working just fine for me. 

This morning was another video visit nightmare.  Recently Henry has decided to fully embrace his inner two-year-old stubbornness and he decides what he does and when.  Sometimes he doesn't get to make those decisions and he is very unhappy about it.  Last night when I started talking with him about getting hype about video visit with his daddy it didn't go so well.  I slipped it into conversations a couple times.  Yay!  How fun!  Aren't you the luckiest and happiest little boy?!  Hoping that by this morning the hype would have sunk in.  Nope. 

The only thing that has made him happy since the video visit drama is cleaning the bathroom.  So he's cleaning.  And cleaning.  And cleaning.  Without pants. 

Cray-cray, I tell you.

Oh.  Must have been me. 

can't stop this train.

There have been very few times in my life where I knew for sure something was going to happen.  One was when I was pregnant.  I knew the fetus would eventually be out of my body.  I didn't know how.  I didn't know when.  I didn't know if I'd be alive. I didn't know if the fetus would be alive.  I did know that there would come a day when I would no longer be pregnant.  Thank.  God. 

A few months ago Google announced they'd be ditching their Reader which made me have a mild to moderate panic attack.  Strange since I don't think I ever had a panic attack about getting the fetus out of my body which surely was way more painful than not having Google Reader anymore.  I'm a nut.  Anyway, when I read about it I mostly put the panic aside because it wasn't happening until July.  Waaaaay long time away, right?  Right.  Until I looked at the calendar today and realized it is June.  Holy fucking shit, people.  June.  As in, right before July. 

Tonight I decided to stop putting off the inevitable, time to kick this Google Reader to the curb and welcome my newborn RSS reader.  Is that repetitive, like ATM machine?  I don't know.  Anyway, after some research I decided on using Feedly.  It looks easy enough so far.  I think the app on my phone doesn't support feedly so I'll have to figure something out for that.  Maybe there's a feedly app? 

Anyway, I'm feeling good about this.  What did you decide to use? 

and so it begins.

Me:  Henry, it's time to eat dinner.  Come sit down.
Henry:  Don't wanna eat.
Me:  Okay but you still need to sit at the table.
Henry:  Nope.
Me:  Henry, everyone that lives here sits at the table for dinner.  You don't have to eat but you have to sit.  Do you live here?
Henry:  No.  I live with daddy.
Me:  You do live with daddy.  Two out of 14 days.  Is today one of those days?
Henry:  No.  *runs to his chair at the table*

stuff.

I feel like we've had a very busy month and it's only June 5th.  I also feel like May flew by and I think June is about to do the same thing.  Still searching for the perfect job.  The one that makes it worth not being with Henry every day.  Haven't found it yet. 

Here are some photos.

We went to my sister's cottage for Memorial Day weekend.  Henry spent most of his time on the sand pile.  It was a little chilly but other than that, perfect weather. 

 And he took photos.

 And he drove the pontoon boat.  Don't worry, that's not his gin and tonic.


 We went to Ocqueoc Falls, which I believe are the only waterfalls in the Lower Peninsula.  Since we've had so much rain, the water was really high and really fast.  Henry especially loved the giant rocky landscape that are also stairs down to the falls.  It was all fun and games until as my brother-in-law's-brother said, "Uh oh, looks like the sporting goods section of the local WalMart just closed and everyone came here."  Henry and I were amazed and in awe of all the redneckness. 

 Henry caught his first fish!  And if the DNR asks, his mom-mom without the fishing license was not the one helping him.  Nope. 

The other day Henry said his car needed to be washed.  He can use the hose on his own now.  Scary.

He wasn't sure about the tube slide but I went down with him once and he was hooked.  Thankfully he didn't need me to go down again because it hurt.  Not only could I not sit up all the way so my elbows and head were getting knocked around, I was wearing Tevas which meant I was also getting shocked by the static electricity the whole way down.  He loved the echo when I yelled up at him to hurry up which meant yelling didn't make him hurry, it just made him laugh and want me to yell some more.  

We went to the Lansing Symphony Orchestra concert in the park tonight.  I wasn't sure how long we would be able to stay since it didn't start until 7 and my kid goes to bed by 8:30 but starts winding down around 7 or 7:30.  He did a great job and we stayed for the first half of the concert.  It was 80's music so Henry had to endure lots of embarrassing dancing by his mom-mom.  The little girl sitting in front of us thought I was hilarious.  It's good to know that we can do stuff like that and he can keep his shit together even though he's exhausted from a long day of playing and baking cookies and checking under rocks for bugs.  No chicken recon, I'll have to explain that another day.

Night night.