ForeSHOEdowing...

This picture was taken on Little Man's first day of school.  Why of the shoes?  Well, he has been asking for these AirMax shoes for a couple of years.  He watches the style of men he loves...friend of the family (Michael A.), my brother, and one of Brian's former basketball players.  2 of the 3 own shoes very similar.  Hence the obsession.  We finally agreed when the grandparents agreed to chip in some money.
Needless to say, he was super proud to wear the shoes on the first day of school. He wanted a picture of just his shoes.  My friends, this was foreSHOEdowing (foreshadowing) at its best.
Rewind just 15 minutes before this picture.
Little Man yells at me that he can't get his shoe on.  So, I try to help and am having a hard time forcing his foot into the shoe.  I check the other shoe size to be sure I got the right size and it was correct.  I continue to work to squeeze his foot into his new kicks.  We agree that they just needed to be broken in.  He is getting frustrated because the shoes fit in the store and is worried that he wouldn't be able to wear them for the first day of school.  Quickly, I tell him that he just needed to break the shoes in and he can wear the shoes without socks (gross, I know).  When we picked him up from school, he complained that one foot had been hurting him all day long.  Brian took both shoes off only to find that one was a size 1 and the other 12.  Poor guy wore one shoe that was 2 sizes too small all day long because his mom couldn't figure the issue out and he so desperately wanted to sport his new kicks!
After being completely ticked with myself and the lady at Foot Locker, we finally began to laugh!  Brian took the shoes back and issued an informal complaint.
Never a dull moment...to say the least!

SWAGGER WAGON

I am really kicking myself for not coming up with this idea before Sienna!  My brother, Cam (check out his blog), posted this on my Facebook page and I couldn't stop laughing!  I had tears rolling out of my eyes because I could totally see Brian and me doing this!  Do you remember my van post from last summer?  I am beginning to love my swagger wagon!




Energizer Mommy...isn't this your dream van?

Sporty Jayme

Yes, I know...Sport and Jayme do not belong in the same sentence together, but let's play make believe for a bit!

Not too long ago, we went to our nephews' (Brian's sister's kids) birthday parties. At one of those parties, I had a time warp flashback to my Whitman Elementary days. I used to play tether ball every day at recess. We would scarf our lunch down and jet out the door towards the tether ball courts. I like to say that I mastered the game to some degree. My father put a court in the backyard of our house in Mesa AND Oklahoma. It was serious stuff! I will never forget the one girl that I could never beat...old MONA...she was so intimidating and twice my size! As I got older, the love of the game began to fade and shopping became my sport of choice. The passion for the game returned when I could see the court, in the distance, at the pool where Little D was having his b-day pool party. I tried to teach LM how to play and then Brian wanted in on the action. I held my own, but couldn't never beat him. Please note I was in a skirt and wedged flip flops. The sweat was profusely pouring down my back (even had to take a shower afterwards). Yet, this didn't change my desire to beat someone...ANYONE! My bro-in-law, Tom, walked up inquiring about the game. Brian and I gave him the objective and rules of the game. He is a good guy, health nut, and athletic. Believe it or not, we actually have a lot in common. We know our way around the kitchen, love to bask in the sun, and are rather competitive. I guess our competitive nature appeared because one thing led to another and we began to play each other. Proud to say that I beat him a couple of times, but he is no fool! Tom quickly learned to use his height to his advantage and beat me ragged. I wish I could say that I let him beat me, but I didn't.

This little incident leaves me wondering where in my backyard I should put my tether ball court so I can begin training to beat Tom. Would any of you come over and practice against me?

SIDE NOTE: Literally, after an hour of trying to upload my most recent photo of Tom, I have nothing to show for it. I decided to quit and use one of him holding Annie from...um...two years ago! UGH! Good photo of him, but PeAnUt looks crazy like she is super hungry! Oh, well, that is technology and my ancient computer! Hey...I just bought a new fridge...why not a new computer too! Don't think I won't!

Visual of Myself

Today, I had a doctor's appointment. Brian stayed home with the kids which meant I got to fly solo. On the way back, I rolled the windows down to let the wind blow through my hair, reclined my seat, and cranked up the music full blast...feeling so very young and carefree! As I rolled up to a stoplight, where others were enjoying the beautiful morning, I realized a couple of things. First, they probably weren't loving my obnoxiously loud, rap music blaring. Second, they probably thought I was a complete old wanna be. You see I drive this...

BUT, IN MY MIND, I drive this...only elevated a few more inches, with a little extra bounce, and a bumping stereo...

***Funny thing...I act like that when the kids are with me! Music pumping and we're a dancin'! Good Times...in JayMommy Style!