So I've always loved this song and music video. Look at all those beautiful Glorias!!!
Youtube won't let me embed the video though.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hq2KgzKETBw
I realized the other day, that my wildest Bryan Adams fantasies have finally come true.
I guess I need to start growing my hair out.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Love Justin Bieber, or else.
So today, Gloria and I were talking about going broke. Gia chimed in with, "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay here."
Then later, Gia was asking Gloria if she loved Justin Bieber. Gloria said that she didn't like him, but it was okay if they liked different things. Turns out Gloria isn't as big a fan of Taylor Swift either. Gia then said, "Mom, say that you love Justin Bierber."
Gloria: "No, I don't really like him."
Gia: "Then I'm not gonna be your daughter."
Ouch
Then later, Gia was asking Gloria if she loved Justin Bieber. Gloria said that she didn't like him, but it was okay if they liked different things. Turns out Gloria isn't as big a fan of Taylor Swift either. Gia then said, "Mom, say that you love Justin Bierber."
Gloria: "No, I don't really like him."
Gia: "Then I'm not gonna be your daughter."
Ouch
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Monkey Bizness? More like Monkey Bruises.
We went to Monkey Bizness today. We were there for about 20 minutes before I went down this:
and then had to go get this:
I swore in front of children, then ran all the way across the gym to lay on the floor between the drinking fountain and trash cans because I thought I was going to vomit. Turns out nothing is broken (I did hear/feel a sickening "pop" though), and it is only sprained. I guess I get to wear this for 7-10 days.
Kirsten and Maddy were there as well, but no one saw anything except me laying on the floor.
What about Gia? Well, she enjoyed watching the X-ray technician take pictures of Daddy's bones. When I was looking for the correct picture to post on here, Gia said, "That blue one hurt my daddy."
It is also pretty funny to hear her version of the story after hearing me tell it 5 different times today. It goes something like, "My dad's thumb was in his shirt, then he went down the slide, then he heard a snap, then he was hurt." She was telling another toddler on the phone.
Gia and Gloria have now signed my splint too!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
The Locking Dead
This last weekend, we were driving Gia and her cousin to a book reading at The Bookery Nook. I guess some lady writes children's books, and wanted to read some of them out loud to kids. Anyway, on our way there, I drove passed a cemetery (1). As I was driving by, I pointed and said, "See all those things over there? They are called head stones, and that is called a cemetery. That is where they bury dead people, and each of those stones has a person's name on it, and the date that they were born and when they died."
The girls looked over and made "oohs" and "aahhs." After driving for another mile or so, Gia asks, in a very small voice, from the back seat, "Daddy? Do the dead bodies get up at night time and walk around?" We've been watching a lot of zombie shows/movies over the last year. I answered, "No hunny, they stay in the ground the whole time. That is just something you see on TV. No dead bodies get up." She said, "No, I think they do get up." I told her that I was sure that they wouldn't get up, and I'd even take her to a cemetery at night and prove it to her.
After the Princess book reading, I pulled over at the same cemetery to let her get a closer look at all the head stones. I did make a small parenting mistake when I explained, "See all those words? Each grave has your name and your birthday on it so people know who you are and when you lived." Gloria quickly corrected me by saying, "It's not your name that is on there sweety (and glaring at me), it's other people's names."
Gia started at the cemetery for a while, then woke her cousin up so she could look too. Then, right as I'm about to start driving again, Gia lets out a startled gasp and says, "Dad! Look! I just saw someone get up and start walking around!"
"You did not!"
"Yes I did Dad! They're right there!" (pointing)
At this point I leaned into the back seat so I could see what she was seeing. I scanned as far away as I could to see if there happened to be a person actually walking around the cemetery at the time. I couldn't see anything but a flag waving in the distance. "Gia, there is no one there. I see a flag and that's it. Maybe you just saw your reflection in the window."
Her cousin piped in, "Where?! I don't see nobody!"
We asked Gia if she saw a boy or girl, but that tripped her up and Gloria determined that she was making it up. We had to check though, because we were afraid that she really could see dead people, and didn't want to torment her. Just in case.
The girls looked over and made "oohs" and "aahhs." After driving for another mile or so, Gia asks, in a very small voice, from the back seat, "Daddy? Do the dead bodies get up at night time and walk around?" We've been watching a lot of zombie shows/movies over the last year. I answered, "No hunny, they stay in the ground the whole time. That is just something you see on TV. No dead bodies get up." She said, "No, I think they do get up." I told her that I was sure that they wouldn't get up, and I'd even take her to a cemetery at night and prove it to her.
After the Princess book reading, I pulled over at the same cemetery to let her get a closer look at all the head stones. I did make a small parenting mistake when I explained, "See all those words? Each grave has your name and your birthday on it so people know who you are and when you lived." Gloria quickly corrected me by saying, "It's not your name that is on there sweety (and glaring at me), it's other people's names."
Gia started at the cemetery for a while, then woke her cousin up so she could look too. Then, right as I'm about to start driving again, Gia lets out a startled gasp and says, "Dad! Look! I just saw someone get up and start walking around!"
"You did not!"
"Yes I did Dad! They're right there!" (pointing)
At this point I leaned into the back seat so I could see what she was seeing. I scanned as far away as I could to see if there happened to be a person actually walking around the cemetery at the time. I couldn't see anything but a flag waving in the distance. "Gia, there is no one there. I see a flag and that's it. Maybe you just saw your reflection in the window."
Her cousin piped in, "Where?! I don't see nobody!"
We asked Gia if she saw a boy or girl, but that tripped her up and Gloria determined that she was making it up. We had to check though, because we were afraid that she really could see dead people, and didn't want to torment her. Just in case.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Public Restrooms
I'm pretty sure that every parent eventually earns a few public restroom horror stories throughout their child rearing years. I've only really got the one so far, and fortunately it wasn't that bad; although it did raise some questions.
After dropping mom off at a work the other day, Gia said she needed to go pee. I parked and we went inside to the first floor Men's room. Pretty much every time we go into a large, public bathroom, Gia makes loud chirping sounds the entire time, just to hear her voice echo. She was doing that while she pee'd, then I cleaned her up and pulled her off the toilet so I could use it. I usually end up going to the bathroom, looking over my shoulder the whole time telling her not to open the stall, no, I don't want her to wait outside by herself, and stop touching every thing, it's dirty. Instead, she is standing right behind me, leaning around and singing, "Don't forget to shake Daddy!!" Then I tell her to knock it off and go stand on the other side of the stall. I finish up and she starts singing, "Daaaaa-aaaaad, I saw your elephant trunk!"
I'm so glad that no one else happens to be in the bathroom with us, because this is really getting out of hand. First, I try not to go to the bathroom in front of her, and I sure as hell don't instruct her on the male system of peeing; so I have no idea where she learned about post pee shaking. Second, I certainly don't call any part of my body an "elephant trunk." I have no idea where she learns this stuff. When she goes to Grandma's house, it is all girls. I think I'm going to have to make Gloria cancel her Cinemax.
Also, a few weeks ago I accidentally killed one of our fish. Here is Gia holding it on a plate.
I also had Gloria measure it.
Gloria had the fish on the plate. I was asleep when the corpse was discovered. So I'm asleep in bed, and Gloria comes into the bedroom and kicks me awake. I tell her, "What the hell? I'm sleeping!" She is standing there with this plate above my head and I'm thinking, "Awesome, breakfast in bed. About time." So I sit up and she shoves this plate full of dead, cold fish in my face. Let's just say that I was a bit disappointed.
After dropping mom off at a work the other day, Gia said she needed to go pee. I parked and we went inside to the first floor Men's room. Pretty much every time we go into a large, public bathroom, Gia makes loud chirping sounds the entire time, just to hear her voice echo. She was doing that while she pee'd, then I cleaned her up and pulled her off the toilet so I could use it. I usually end up going to the bathroom, looking over my shoulder the whole time telling her not to open the stall, no, I don't want her to wait outside by herself, and stop touching every thing, it's dirty. Instead, she is standing right behind me, leaning around and singing, "Don't forget to shake Daddy!!" Then I tell her to knock it off and go stand on the other side of the stall. I finish up and she starts singing, "Daaaaa-aaaaad, I saw your elephant trunk!"
I'm so glad that no one else happens to be in the bathroom with us, because this is really getting out of hand. First, I try not to go to the bathroom in front of her, and I sure as hell don't instruct her on the male system of peeing; so I have no idea where she learned about post pee shaking. Second, I certainly don't call any part of my body an "elephant trunk." I have no idea where she learns this stuff. When she goes to Grandma's house, it is all girls. I think I'm going to have to make Gloria cancel her Cinemax.
Also, a few weeks ago I accidentally killed one of our fish. Here is Gia holding it on a plate.
I also had Gloria measure it.
Gloria had the fish on the plate. I was asleep when the corpse was discovered. So I'm asleep in bed, and Gloria comes into the bedroom and kicks me awake. I tell her, "What the hell? I'm sleeping!" She is standing there with this plate above my head and I'm thinking, "Awesome, breakfast in bed. About time." So I sit up and she shoves this plate full of dead, cold fish in my face. Let's just say that I was a bit disappointed.
Friday, November 12, 2010
What we do at night
So I was messing around with the laptop, and decided to try and make a time lapse video of us relaxing at home after work. I didn't tell Gia or Gloria that's what I was doing. Here we are in all our splendor.
This was taken over 3 hours and 32 minutes. 850 photos, one every 15 seconds.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jY1YdDL-xzs
This was taken over 3 hours and 32 minutes. 850 photos, one every 15 seconds.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jY1YdDL-xzs
We miss the Johnsons
So our best friends moved away to Ohio. They were the same age as us with the same aged baby. Gia and Noah were fast friends and we will miss them all very much, and hope to see them soon. Here is a long video of Gia and Noah playing the last time we got together. It's a pretty long video of the same thing, but it was too special to not post.
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