Mothering Mayhem: Life with the Wild Boys

A brief note to the loyal few.  Late January and the weather has taken an unseasonable change into the low 60's after several weeks where we barely made it out of the 20's, and this is one happy Momma.  My reasons are numerous.  First, the previously mentioned glorious weather.  Seriously, it is beautiful outside and I am grinning like an idiot as a result of a little vitamin D type lovin'.  Second, I'm on vacation.  That's right folks, a real honest to goodness week off of work.  I convinced the cop to also take a week by getting him (yes, him, honestly....I mean sure, I also benefit, but really, it was for him) a few nights away in a gorgeous ocean side hotel in Monterey (we leave another day, I'm not so bad that I would be blogging on a romantic getaway) as a Christmas gift.  And lastly, it is a getaway sans children! Now loyal readers, you were just automatically divided into two camps.  The first is the super jealous, wishing...

Here I sit, returning after the holidays almost (yes, almost) recovered from the adrenaline overload that accompanies two children under the age of six at Christmas. And how was our low key holiday, you ask? Well, we all survived and I feel like that's a plus. Care for a glimpse into the insanity, loyal readers? Lets start the week before Christmas, shall we? Christmas shopping complete but nothing wrapped, a full week of work ahead before a lovely five day break for me and nine day break for the cop. We really felt on top of things at this point. After all, it was just work and wrapping presents. We could do that... But then, in the true fashion of working law enforcement, something came up. I went to work on Tuesday and found out that on Wednesday I'd be flying to Wyoming for an overnight trip. Ok, not really a panic situation... I made my travel arrangements, arranged for the loving grandparents to pick up the hooligans the next night until the cop got off, and s...