Keeping busy

I've been a busy little bee these past few days. Not much time to blog or read other blogs for that matter. That makes me sad, but here I am on the eve of the Oscars, which I could really care less about. I wouldn't have even known they were on if it weren't for my fitness instructor announcing it at class today. I don't get into the Oscars. The only part that remotely interests me is seeing what the actors are wearing while they strut their stuff on the red carpet. Other than that, you can take my share, I won't miss it. It's not that I don't love movies, trust me I would love to sit and enjoy a movie whether at the comfort of my own home or at the theater, but I just don't have the time to do it. Priorities people. I am the mother of 3 young boys. The only movies I see are Disney flicks that have already made it out on DVD. We own a good share of them, my friends.

So, you ask why I've been so busy? I don't know, it just sounded like a good excuse.

But honestly, this weekend we have been busy painting the boys bedrooms. And they look really good. Sorry, I have no pictures to share. We wanted to paint our bedroom as well, but time ran out and we weren't able to squeeze it in. Maybe next weekend.

Saturday I was able to attend my first Lia Sophia jewelry party. Thanks to Crooked Eyebrow for inviting me. I am hooked. I found so many awesome pieces of jewelry that I want, therefore I have decided to have my own party. I even walked out with a cash and carry $5 bracelet. Shocking, I know. Too bad all the stuff isn't that inexpensive.

On Friday I took my two younger boys to get their haircut at the salon I go to. They had two openings right in the afternoon, so I snatched them up and off we went. Carson was being stubborn and didn't want to go first, so I had Luke walk back. At times, Carson finds it hard to sit still and be patient. I had to attempt to occupy him for 10 minutes without toys. It worked out pretty well and we decided to play I-Spy, which is one of his favorite games to play. Things were going good until it was his turn. There were only a handful of people in the salon at the time. A few stylists and their clients and a 60-or-so-year-old lady sitting across from us waiting for her appointment. Carson beings his turn by looking right at the lady sitting across from us and says, "I spy.............an old person."

I was SO mortified that he said this to this lady who was completely watching us the entire time. Thankfully one of the stylists piped up and said, "Me, yes I am old." The lady sitting across from us did not utter one word. I was so ready to leave.

Carson has a way with speaking his mind. He's so uninhibited, which, as noted above, can lead to embarrassing situations. Other times it can be very funny. Take yesterday for instance. I was wearing more of a form fitting shirt and I had leaned over my computer. Carson was standing right at my chest level and began laughing. I look at him and he points at my chest and asks, "Mom, is that a baby?"

Seriously? That would be one of the smallest babies in history if that were the case.

And if he's not speaking his mind, he is acting out his mind. I was in the bedroom and Taylor yells from the kitchen, "Mom, Carson is trying to put Luke in the oven."

The things I endure. Luckily, it was a false alarm.

These boys keep me on my toes. And that is the understatement of the year.