So far, April seems to be the month of accomplishing all those tasks we've been putting off indefinitely. Ethan got up early this morning and took the older Corolla to the body shop to get an estimate for replacing both bumpers (I put a softball-sized dent in the front one, Ethan ripped off half the back bumper in a disagreement with a stubborn shrub). The estimate was about half as much as I was expecting, so that's a relief. We drop it off next Monday and should get it back Wednesday, so I'll only be without wheels for 2 days.
This week I need to renew my license (expired as of 1/31) and then, once the car is fixed, take it for inspection (it's only 1 1/2 mos overdue :)). Still, that's 3 big items off our "to do" list. If we're not careful, we might just turn into--EEK!!--responsible adults! (shudder).
I have also started making a daily "to do" list to inspire me to get more things done around the house. As I knew I would, I put more items on it than I can reasonably expect to accomplish with an active toddler underfoot. Way to set myself up for failure and disappointment right off the bat! I think I'll hone it down to 3 things a day to start--then when I'm knocking those off with ease add a fourth item, etc., etc.
In Tobin news, he's starting to "parrot." He repeated the words "blue," "yellow," and "I love you" in the past 2 days. As mentioned in my Facebook status update, the "I love you" sounded more like "eye yoyo," but he was repeating after me--and he said it twice, so I know that's what he was trying to say. Thus ends the era of free-reign cursing in our household. Good god do I love to swear, but if it means not having to apologize at some point in the near future when Tobin calls the lady in front of us in the checkout line a "stupid c*nt," it's worth the sacrifice. Maybe when he's closer to 12 we can reinstate full freedom of speech. By then he'll have learned all the four-letter words Mommy and Daddy know and then some. Until such time, I will have to bottle up my cursing and let it out in little bursts when Tobin and I aren't in the same building/zip code.
Other than that, looking forward to my upcoming Girls' Night Out with my BFF, Kayly, and some other lovely ladies. Poor, poor Harrisburg won't know what hit it. You know in the cartoons where someone gets punched so hard they have a circle of little birdies flying around their head to illustrate their severe disorientation? That's what Harrisburg can expect to feel like when we're done with it. And throw in a crotch punch or three. We don't fuck around. Oops. Good thing Tobin's still illiterate.
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Oh good God- there is no way you are going to be able to go curse-free. I take a sick-pride in the fact that Maddie curses correctly (she called my aunt's dog a big bastard recently)... she also knows that she really isn't allowed to curse as it's for grown-ups only and she hasn't yet earned the right to do so.. but it's damn cute when she does.
Yeah, I was never able to give up the cursing, and my boys are gramatically correct potty mouths, too.
Do a weekly to do list, then a monthly and a yearly. You can chucnk the year into months than this coming week. When you can check things off of the *yearly* to do list, you will feel like a god. Unemployment is letting me get shite done, too. Today was busy bee day for me and I think I might reward myself with a trip to the Midtown when all three guys are down for the count. I even managed to save us a bit of money today in all of my phone calls and haggling and straightening and hunting and gathering and blahblahblah.
PS Are we alternating posts on 2Moms or posting at will?
All kinds of typos/grammar errors. Sorry, lol.
i feel better knowing i'm not the only mom afflicted with "truck driver mouth"!
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