Horsey

I thought this was pretty cute, and funny.... Yesterday Hayden had just woken up from a late nap. He sometimes has a hard time waking up (he didn't get that characteristic from his mom) after his naps. He was having trouble being happy, and for some reason he really loves to pull, hold, yank, or rub my hair. I was getting ready to make dinner and he asked to "pull hair mommy" and I told him no because I have to make dinner. He was not very happy with this and started crying, for a long time. He cried so long about my hair that it turned into involuntary crying ( hard to explain involuntary crying, but you know when you have just cried so hard and so long your body just kind of goes into convulsions). We tried calming him down and nothing was working... we were trying everything and the stinker would not stop! It was getting to the point of frustration for Mike and I and then Mike said "Do you want to gallop like a horsey?" Immediately Hayden stopped crying, looked at Mike and said "yes" and hopped up and began galloping. He was happy again. It was so funny that after all of the "parenting skills" we tried to console him with, that was what worked!

Jealousy at the Thrift Store

Hayden and I had plans today to go shopping with a friend but her little girl got sick, so, instead of wasting a planned day of shopping we decided to check out all of the thrift stores around to look for Hayden's Halloween costume. I love to shop at thrift stores. You can find so many neat things, among the junk. Maybe that is why I like it so much, because most of the time it is useless things but every so often you will come across something that you can't live without! Hayden is going to be a cowboy, so we are looking for a leather/suede vest and boots. No luck... at least for those items. We were at our second place and I was looking at the bedding. I found a brand new bed skirt for Hayden's big boy bed. I was very excited because this one was a third of the cost of the one I had found at Target, for exactly the same thing. I skipped over to the next set of racks... this is when my jealously at the thrift store started. I eyed a brand new looking comforter/quilt in the exact time that a lady walked over to it and started inspecting it.

What.......... that is mine.......... I saw it first......... you really don't want that........ your son is way younger than mine, there is no way he is ready for a big boy bed.

I am embarrassed and ashamed to say these were my thoughts as I stood there watching this lady look at this comforter/quilt, that I wanted to at least look at to even know if I should even be having these feelings and thoughts. I hovered for what seemed like for ever..... and then she walked away. She bought it. I was sad. Now that I think about it, it was ugly, there is no way it would have worked in Hayden's room. Hmmmmmmmmm. Sigh.