The Wonderful World of AJ

I just wanted to take a moment to document the many sides of AJ. At 2 1/2, it has become completely apparent that he is never leaving my side. Case in point; yesterday the neighbor took him to the park with her son and after 10 minutes she came back and told me that AJ said he missed me and wanted to come home. What kid would rather hang out with his mom than his friends at the park? My AJ, that's who.



In the morning when he wakes up he stands at his bedroom door (we still use a baby gate as sort of baby jail feature!) and says in his loudest voice, "Hi Mama! It's AJ!" I find this totally funny because who in the hell else would it be? Of course a 2 1/2 year old mind doesn't realize that though.



Another thing he says is "oh mama, I love you so much." And then he will touch my hair and say "I love your hair mama! Your gorgeous!" No wonder I am such a pushover!

Some of the less endearing things that he says are, "Bye, bye stinky poop!" and then he spits at me. Or when he puts his hands on his hips and says "Alright, that's it!" and then he spits at me. Spitting is big right now. I guess all the 2 1/2 year olds are doing it.



I love how when AJ sees a baby or an animal he says "aww, look at it mama, it's a baby, aww." It's nice to know that behind all of that brutality there is a sensitive side. And then one second later he runs up to me, hits me in the shoulder, roars in his loudest voice, jumps off the couch, yells "To Infinity and Beyond", then spits in my direction, clobbers poor Tonka, pulls his sister's hair and runs off before I have a chance to officially put him on timeout. I had no idea that boys were so much different than girls.



Good thing for AJ he is cute. Cause if he wasn't I would put an ad on Craigs List that read "Free 2 year old boy, waiting at the curb, comes with his very own selection of hats, but probably has poop in his Pull Up."

Spring Training

Last week Tony and I were sprung from the big house for a weekend of kid-free fun with his oldest brother Chris and his girlfriend Wendy. Thursday morning, Mimi arrived with her overnight bag and a smile on her face...which was probably masking the sheer terror of being left with a 2-year-old mama's boy for the next 4 days. I can't quite remember if I even said bye. All I know is that as soon as I saw her pull up, I threw my bags in the little Toyota pick up, jumped in and patiently waited for Tony to join me. Not that I was excited to be gone or anything. I just don't like goodbyes.



After a lovely 4 hour drive that was void of diaper changes and DVD swap requests, we arrived in Scottsdale, AZ and Hotel Indigo. It was right in the heart of the night life, complete with earplugs on the nightstands next to your bed. Some people might have been scared or turned off by them, but I on the other hand knew that by the time I passed out each night earplugs would not be needed. After taking a look around at our new surroundings we headed to the store to pick up some much needed supplies. Alcohol.

Couple's Retreat

Let's see...the rest of the weekend was kind of a whirlwind. We did lots of eating, lots of walking, lots of watching baseball and lots having a great time. Unfortunately, our Battle of the Bay ended with the Giant's beating the A's, but that's OK. It's pre-season. We know that the A's will sweep the Giant's when it REALLY counts!


I would be trying to get out of the picture too if I had on a Giant's shirt!


Go A's!

The highlight of the trip for me was when I got former A's pitcher Dave Stewart's autograph on an American League ball that Chris and Wendy had nabbed for me at batting practice. If it wasn't for liquid courage I wouldn't have any at all!



What an amazing getaway it was. Thanks Chris and Wendy for all of the good times! I can't wait to see what next year brings!


The Battle Rages On!


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