Wednesday, October 31, 2007

AND JUST LIKE THAT, YOU ARE TWO...

It seems like it was just yesterday when I carried you everywhere in my tummy.
We went shopping together, restaurants, on evening walks with daddy and big sister, TE ... absolutely everywhere - you and.

It seems like it was just yesterday when I brought you home. It was a sunny day and the leaves fluttered in the wind beautifully, welcoming our latest and newest addition to the family.

It seems like it was just yesterday when you would crawl with your bottle gripped between your teeth. Your daddy had to teach you to live without it, because I couldn't see you sad without it.

It seems like it was just yesterday when you started walking. Tentative steps at first, but now, you run all over the place and chase your big sister all day. Just so you know, even though she sometimes pretends, she really really likes running around with you. I just wish you wouldn't do it at the Supermarket.

It seems like it was just yesterday when you hit various other milestones - first tooth, first word, first dance competition ("Shake your bum bum, eh eh"), first "I love you Mama", first "Chicken".

It seems like it was just yesterday when you told me "No" when I wanted to put on your diaper. When I asked you why, you clearly told me "'Cause I said so." I laughed with glee at your comprehension and cute cheekiness. But, if you try that when you are older, you will get spanked, okay?

It seems like it was just yesterday when I recoiled when changing another stinky diaper!! Oh, my bad, that wasn't yesterday, that was today. (Sorry sweetie, your diapers are deadly stinky! It doesn't mean that i love you any less...)

You are an incredible blessing that I am immensely thankful for. I hope that someday, when you are much older and you read this message, you will remember just how much Mommy loves you!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY KING!!!! Just like that, you are now two!

Friday, October 26, 2007

THESE SOCA PEOPLE WANT TO CORRUPT MY DAUGHTER!

I am not one of those parents that plays children's songs in the car for their kids. Call me a bad parent, that's fine. Driving is stressful enough, so I make my journeys as comfortable as possible by listening to what I want to listen to. Sometimes, that means I am listen to the legendary King Sunny Ade. At other times, I listen to Feist or I put in a collection of Reggae that includes many contemporary artists like Baby Sham and Morgan Heritage.

However, a majority of the time, I put in a CD that makes any drive Carnival time! I put in a mixed CD of serious Soca jams that get the whole car vibrating, me swaying from side to side and the kids bouncing in their car seats! It reminds me of the good times I had in the Caribbean over the summer. Unfortunately, these good Soca times may officially be over.

Why, do you ask? Well, the answer is simple! Soca music is corruptive, oh! One song in particular! "Dip Down Low" by Terry Seals and Michelle Sylvester. I was in the car with the kids and before I knew it my daughter started singing "Sexy Girl". She said it 3 times before I realized what she was saying. I almost drove the car into the vehicle in front of me in shock!!!! Remember, TE is only 3! I got into the slow lane and proceeded to have a 'talk' with her. I explained to her that little girls don't say that. She said "Okay" and she didn't repeat the 'offense'.

The next time we were in the car together, of course, I was listening to my Soca CD. The first song came on and we danced along in the car. Even TK was in his car seat clapping his hands. The music for the Terry Seals song started and lo and behold, my daughter shouted in glee - "Mama, this is the Sexy Girl song." My people, I be won jam moto for road, again, oh! (I almost had an accident). So that is where the girl got that "Sexy Girl' nonsense from!!! My husband warned me that Soca had to be where she got the term from. I had retorted at the time that the source had to be his Reggae CD, you know how those Jamo (Jamaican) people are!!!

Anyway, I simply fast forwarded to another song and quickly realized that many of my Soca songs had risque material. Since TE is becoming old enough to repeat serious words, my Soca CD might have to go! Well, maybe not. I still need my Soca music, I just don't need it corrupting my daughter. Imagine what would happen if strangers heard my child singing "Sexy Girl"! This is America, oh! They would call Child Protection services on me! God forbid!

So, I will only listen to it when the kids aren't in the car.

BTW, Bomboy is now crawling!!!! One more child to chase around the house! lol! Will blog about that later...

Thursday, October 18, 2007

FLYING WITH KIDS CAN BE HAZARDOUS TO YOUR HEALTH....

The family and I took a trip to Detroit over the weekend for a friend's wedding. The flight to Detroit was an event, as TK decided that he would be grumpy and not allow anyone to rest. He fussed and fussed. When we landed, I had to apologize to the passengers sitting in front of us and especially the gentleman whose chair the boy had kicked for half the flight.

For the flight back to Maryland, I prepared myself. I told myself to be ready to discipline the boy if necessary to ensure less embarrassment and a more peaceful flight. No amount of preparation, however, could have gotten me ready for what TK had in store. The boy was on a mission TO FART US ALL OUT OF EXISTENCE!!!!

Ah, my people, my pickin' fit mess oh!!!! Kai! The boy was delivering stink bombs all over the place. When he 'delivered' them in the rental car, I accused my husband, because the stench that I smelt seemed 'grown'. Not something coming out of a soon-to-be 2 year old! Well, unfortunately for me, on the plane, I couldn't stick my head out a window (as I had done while driving around downtown Detroit!).

I tried to ignore the farts, pretend that the horrible stench was not coming from our row of seats. That worked for a while, but soon the boy graduated from mere stink bombs to serious scud missiles!!!! The sounds coming from the boy's yansh, eh - brap-brap-brap! Brrrrummmp-brrrrummmp! were absolutely incredible. When such sounds come from right where you are sitting, you can not pretend that the resulting smells came from somewhere else on a plane.

Forget 'Snakes on a Plane', Samuel Jackson's film would have made more money if it was called 'Scuds on a Plane' and if they had cast TK as a central character, I swear!! I don't think I have ever been so happy to get off a plane as I was when we landed. These children, na was for dem!!

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

EMBARASSING!!

I have never been one to be easily embarrassed. I try to take life easy and laugh at my mistakes but do not consider them life shattering. The only embarrassing moment I can recall is when as a 7/8 year old, I pronounced 'Adieu' as "Adi ewu" (Igbo phrase for goat head)!

Fast forward to yesterday. Clearly, I am no longer 7 years old but am a grown woman with 3 kids and somehow I had my first really embarrassing moment. Of course, the children are to blame.

We went to TJ Maxx (a department store) in search of an outfit for an Indian wedding i will be attending in Detroit, MI this weekend. Well, I went into the fitting room with TK and TE with 3 dresses. The attendant, at the entrance, could tell that I was exhausted from dealing with their cantankerousness so she cleared out the largest fitting room stall for me and the gang.

refrain of "Pink So, we pile into the room and I start the process of trying on the first dress. I get down to my unmentionables and next thing I know, TK is SCREAMING "Panty! Panty!" TE being the encouraging big sister that she is, corrects her brother by informing him (and the entire Women's Fitting room) "No, TK, mommy is wearing a pink panty." This then elicits a resoundingPanty" from my first son. The boy then jumps off the bench and grabs my behind, shouting "Bum Bum". To this, his sister adds, "Biggie Bum Bum". The children then start to sing "Biggie Bum Bum" - a song I made up for them when they were younger to entertain them and apparently also entertain all the snickering women in the fitting room.

Oh, but my children were not done providing free entertainment for TJ Maxx shoppers! They were clearly just beginning! Next thing I know, TK starts to scream "Poom Poom"! For those who do not know, that is a term used in the Caribbean to refer to a woman's private area. Yes, you are wondering why a little boy with hardly any teeth knows that word. Well, it is because his sister knows that word. She knows it because we had to give her a name when she asked what it was. I couldn't possibly teach her vagina or va jay jay!.

Anyway, the boy starts shouting "Poom Poom" and at that point, I had had it! The entire fitting room was laughing at the shenanigans of my children. If I could have teleported myself out of there, I would have. Unfortunately, I just had to remove the one dress I had managed to try on, put on my jeans and top and hustle my gang out of there. Looking sheepishly at the attendant, I said "Thank you for accommodating us..." She smiled sweetly and then of course the kids chimed in "Bye!" She smiled, told them goodbye and even bent down to shake TK's hand. As we walked out, my daughter said, "I like Aunty. She's pretty." I just wish her brother and herself had like me enough to not embarrass the shege (heck) out of me.

Lol!

Friday, October 5, 2007

BOMBOY 'S 6TH MONTH BDAY PARTY!!!!

Woohoo!!

Our newest family member turned 6 months old today! I am so thankful to God for granting us a lovely young boy who is constantly smiling, laughing and eating! When people see the boy eat, they comment "This is definitely TK's brother!". They both are "hearty" eaters!

We took the young man to get some immunization shots today. I didn't want to witness him in pain, so Husband had the honors of sitting with him while the immunizations took place. My poor child came out of the doctor's office looking sober!

Well, I have picked up a hearty white cake covered in chocolate icing and some birthday candles. All that is left is the champagne! We are having a party tonight!!! My older kids are geeked out at having a birthday party and since a couple Aunties are stopping by, the atmosphere will be festive.

If you are in the DMV area, you are welcome to have some cake and shaks (alcohol). If you aren't, well - sorry. I will have a glass of the bubbly for you!

Yes, i know you are asking yourself - "all this for a six month old birthday?". You are right, this is a bit too much, but I love to party and this is an excellent opportunity to enjoy myself and take the time t thank God!