Don't you hate it when...

So Shelle over at her funny blog is having a contest and I am entering to win some cool prizes. You have to finish don't you hate it when. So here goes mine. Oh~ but before you read my entry, I will be picking a couple of names tonight and you can still enter in the post below. Good luck!!!


Don't you hate it when....

Don't you hate it when you have a baby girl and you realize that your 2 year old boy is starting to resent it and so he starts to act out by doing the funnest things? Like while putting the baby to sleep he goes to the fridge and gets a whole gallon of milk and pours it down the heating vent. Yeah- that was fun come winter time. The next time you put the baby to bed he decides to throw a dozen eggs on the kitchen floor, just to see how hard they can splat and how many surfaces he can cover. Don't you hate it when you get a lock for the fridge but he learns how to crack it and does all the same things AGAIN!!!

Don't you hate it when your hubby is left to watch the kids ( who are now 4 and 2) and you leave before anyone is awake, but hubby doesn't hear the kids get up, and the night before you had gone to Home Depot to get some paint, and you leave it on the island thinking that the kids can't get to it, but then you get a phone call while blissfully garage sailing ALONE and your hubby tells you that your little boy cracked the can open with a butter knife and while he slept, the kids played slip-n-slide down the kitchen hallway with PAINT!!!! Not only slip-n-slide but hide-n-go seek around 3 levels in the house and monkeys jumping on the bed while covered in the most beautiful tan/taupe paint? Oh- and the couches that were a week old were TRASHED with painted foot prints all over them.

But then don't you hate it even more when you think you are a savvy Mom and you have the house baby proofed and your little boy finds some scissors and plays haircuts with your little girl's hair that is finally long enough to do something with? Don't you hate it when you see a 2 year old with a reverse mohawk and a comb over?

THEN- a year or so goes by and again you think you are such a clever Mom and all scissors are banished from the house because the hair is starting to look not so much like a freak show anymore, and you are outside busting your butt shoveling snow off your driveway and you think your daughter is happily sleeping in her crib, only to find out that she climbed out of her crib and on top of the bathroom cabinet and into the top shelf to find the lone pair of scissors...then she plays haircuts by herself????

But most of all, don't you hate it when you look back at those times and shudder because while going through them, you were so mad and angry and upset and you thought that the world would end because you had to gel your little girls remaining strands of hair to her head and then clip it down with like 4 clips and it still looked CRAZY but now that you look back they are the funniest stories and you wish you could hold those chubby little hands and kiss them and put them to your face but then you realize you can't?

Don't you hate it when your kids grow up too fast?


~Emily Leyland...and yes...these stories are 100% true.


Here is the reverse mohawk....ahahahahahahahahaha


Here is the comb over after a month or two. Aww- those were the days.




This was the second haircut she gave herself...lol!




And here is the fix it haircut. Luckily we didn't have to do the comb over on this one ;)




I wish I had some of the paint pictures but the thought of documenting it didn't come into my mind at the time :)