My Very Own Summer Bucket List

If you've been blog-reading (or stalking) lately then I'm sure you've noticed everyone posting their summer bucket lists (a list detailing all the things they want to accomplish this summer. Mostly fun, summery things like: going camping, attending a water park, visiting family, etc, etc.). Not wanting to be left behind from the blog-trend bandwagon (as I'm always so up to date), I felt it necessary to include my very own summer bucket list. So here goes.

1. Get rid of and keep all flies from my house (a.k.a. teach Will to shut the door behind him, for the love).
2. Don't get fat (too late for that one--I'm looking like a beached whale. Good news, though--I only gained two pounds at my last appt.--trust me, that's good news for me. How did I celebrate? By heading straight home and spreading Nutella on top of everything. I love Nutella).
3. On that same note, don't get cankles. Please, please don't get cankles.
4. Buy a window air conditioning unit for my bedroom window. I have central air, but it just ain't cutting it at night. Is anyone else here in upstate NY sweating to death?
5. Not throttle my three-year-old when he: refuses to get dressed in the morning, refuses to brush his teeth, refuses to comb his hair, refuses to do anything unless I count to three (and threaten with the step).
6. Pray no one judges me when I leave the house with a three-year-old who is undressed, hair uncombed, teeth unbrushed.
7. Catch up on all the good shows I missed, like The Vampire Diaries (don't you judge me. We all have our dirty little secrets).
8. And maybe, just maybe--if I can muster the energy--do something fun with my family (like go camping, attend a water park, visit family, etc., etc.)

There's my summer bucket list. What's on yours?

Songs & Jokes

If you've talked with Will recently then I'm sure you've heard both this song and/or this joke. And though you may be sick of hearing this particular song and/or joke, to his adoring mother they will never get old. I dare you not to smile! Now for your viewing pleasure, the do-re-mi song and the elephant joke:

Fathers' and Sons' Campout

It's no secret that this boy loves his dada. (What's not to love?). So, put together the following equation and this boy is in hog-heaven. Camping+Dada=True Love. I wish I could just bottle this kid's excitement up and keep it forever and ever. He was that excited for his camping trip with his dada (or Joshy as he calls him of late), following him around, gathering gear, collecting the "camping bed". But truth be told, I don't know who loves it more, Will or his dada. Either way, fun was had by all (including me, who went to bed early after watching some of Masterpiece Theater's Downton Abbey and then slept in and cleaned the house uninterrupted). We love you, Fathers' and Sons' Campout (though we never know quite where to place your apostrophes). Until next year!

Note: Josh took Will out for a boys' night out while I hosted a baby shower at my house the other night. They went swimming at the Y, then stopped off at the local grocery store for some chicken tenders (a.k.a. "chicken nuggets"--Will's current obsession). Then, they ate the chicken "nuggets" in the car, Will referring to the adventure as a "car picnic". While sitting there, eating his chicken nuggets with his dada, he looks over at Josh and says, "I soooo happy." A few minutes later, he reveals, "I love you, Dada." I daresay Josh was sooooooo happy, too. What a ham, that kid.