Don't put all your eggs in one basket!

You know those dang grocery carts that your kids always want to ride in at the store? They are huge and they are shaped like a sports car or the carts THAT have a section where two kids can buckle up? You need a CDL to drive those things and they are a big pain in the butt especially when you just wanted to get some yogurt and maybe a carton of eggs. Well, yesterday I ran to the grocery store and Buster wanted one of those big carts and I just needed to get a few items. So, thinking I was real smart I talked him into getting his own "little" grocery cart. You know the carts, the ones that are the perfect size for a little kids to push? This one needed to have the wheels oiled because it had a really high pitched squeaking sound the whole time he was pushing it. For some strange reason, kids feel the need to run really fast when they have one of those carts. So, Buster started running with the cart and then he needed to turn his cart well, of course it wouldn't make sense to slow down ?!?!?! So, he takes the corner at full speed and he had the little cart on 2 wheels then it was laying on it's side with the grocery rolling all over the store floor. You guessed it, my carton of eggs were on the floor also, I had super sized my eggs and was getting the 18 pack that day, bad choice on my part. Anyway, Buster felt really bad and we proceeded to pick up the items and when I picked up the egg carton and opened it up, there were a few casualties. I was honest and I purchased that carton of eggs and ran home and boiled them before the slightly damaged ones went bad. All in the day of a life with a little boy!

We love the Olympics!

Carter and I have been enjoying the 2010 Winter Olympics. We have watched quite a few of the competitions, I think Carter enjoys them because that means he gets to stay up later at night. I have loved watching figure skating ever since I was a child. My sisters and I would try to copy the moves in our living room. We would wear our slippers that had slippery bottoms and we would slide around on the carpet. So Carter and I watched the pairs "ice dancing" and then the next night it was men's figure staking. When we were watching it all of a sudden Carter says " Mom, this is very disturbing to me." , then a minute later "I don't think I can keep watching this, it is very disturbing to me" I was thinking, "What is so disturbing about this?" Then when I really looked I noticed men wearing feathers on their hand and puffy sleeved outfits. They way they were dancing on the ice all by themselves. Then I realized that I was glad that Carter found it to be disturbing.