Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Trying Something New

I'm taking advantage of a free 30 day trial at Typepad. Check out The Armadillo Tales blog here. I'm still working on the design so it's pretty fresh right now. Let me know what you think!

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Speed Racer Dads

Mercedes has introduced their new Mercedes R63 AMG. I bet this car tops the wish list of all dads. If you can't tell it's basically a minivan. But it's no ordinary minivan. This "family" vehicle comes strapped with 503 horsepower. Why in the world would a minivan need that much speed? I don’t have the answer for that, but I know if I ask B-Dad he’ll reply, “Why not?”

Of course B-Dad wants one. I’m always teasing him that he should buy a minivan, but now I have to bite my tongue. I just know if I mention that he should get a minivan, he’ll head straight to the nearest Mercedes dealership. Not surprisingly this car can’t be introduced at a worst time. I told B-Dad that I didn’t have a problem with him looking for a new car. His current car doesn’t have a DVD player and rather than getting one installed, it makes more sense to buy a new car. No point in paying for the installation. Ah but hell, B-Dad is the one that brings home the bacon. If we can afford it, why not?

But if he does get this car, mommy gets to drive it too.

Photo from Autoblog

Monday, March 06, 2006

Who's Fooling Who

Does your toddler have 2 personalities? The “terror at home” personality and the “mellow yellow dude” personality? The armadillo does. When we are at Gymboree or our playdates, he’s so laid back. The armadillo will play nicely with the other children. He's pretty quiet and barely says a word. But when he’s at home, watch out, you’ll get hit by a tantrum, guaranteed. At home he yells, whines, cries, … every undesirable behavior in the book. It's as if all of the bad energy he accumulates, he holds onto till we're home. Then he opens the flood gates and bam! The little terror explodes. But when he’s out playing with other children, he’s so calm. There will be the occasional whine or two, but that’s it. Maybe he’s shy? Shy enough that he doesn’t have the nerve to throw a tantrum in front of his buddies. Or maybe he's trying to make a good impression on the other children and mommies. Sometimes the other mommies will comment on how laid back and how well behaved he is ... Oh ladies, he's got you fooled!

I Loathe Wisteria Trees

This past weekend the family took their weekly trip to Costco. My shopping list consisted of the usual … milk, baby wipes, juice, etc … Believe it or not I enjoy our trips to the mega warehouse. Sure the place is packed and the people hit the free sample tables as if they haven’t eaten in days. But I take pleasure in our shopping trips because I can carry the lil’ lamb in the Moby wrap. Keeping him close and warm is exceptionally soothing. However little did I know that going to Costco would kick start my seasonal allergies. Entering Costco we noticed that it looked like they put up a forest in the center of the warehouse. There was an arrangement of various trees, plants, and bushes. Lord-y, I could feel my eyes itch and my nose twitching. Not surprisingly later that day my eyes started to get that prickly feeling. I wanted to rub my corneas till they bled. Then I got the annoying nasal drip. I loathe the dripping as it’s not enough to blow, but enough to need a tissue. How I abhor these allergy symptoms.

It just starting pouring outside as the weatherman predicted. I love when it rains … it’s the perfect time to get a good cup of hot coffee, get cozy under a blanket and read a good book … of course this only applies to people who do not have to take care of an infant and toddler, like me. Ah such is my life.

Saturday, March 04, 2006

B-Dad and Lil' Lamb

B-Dad gets the “Good Pappy” award today. While we were at Target this morning, our little lamb [note: changing his nickname to “Lamb” … he makes noises that sound like “baaaa baaaa”] was getting hungry. B-Dad offered to feed the Lamb and surprise … he changed his diaper as well. I was able to browse around with the armadillo. That felt a bit weird since I’m always cruising the aisles of Target with two little ones, not just one. But silly me, I felt a bit lonely without my lamb and also leaving B-Dad alone with him. So I increased my cruising speed and shopped in the least amount of time I’ve ever spent in that store. Naturally I forgot to pick up some items that were on my list.

Also give a gold star to Target for having a changing table in the men’s restroom!

Thursday, March 02, 2006


As I put the armadillo down for his nap today I heard what sounded to be like whimpering. It wasn’t coming from the armadillo. I listened for it again as I left his room and there it was. It was almost like a dog whimpering. I immediately thought of the dogs outside. “Were they hurt?” “What happened?” As I took a few more steps heading to go outside I realized where that noise was coming from. What an idiot.

It was my nose.

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Oooooooohhhhhhhhh ... You're In Tru-buuul

I'm glad this isn't my son ... click here for full story.

The 5th Horseman

I recently finished The 5th Horseman by James Patterson. After reading the book I’ve come away disappointed. This story was too easy and simple compared to his other books like “Kiss the Girls” or “Jack and Jill”. I enjoy the Alex Cross series more compared to the Women’s Murder Club books. Though I was dissatisfied with this book I still consider James Patterson one of my favorite authors and always willing to give his books a read.

Looking Back

Here’s another first for me. Riding on the theme of “places where the armadillo falls asleep”, I have another one to add to the list. This afternoon he fell asleep across the arm of our leather chair, with his head on my chest. How I wished I could have taken a picture. I was feeling a little drowsy myself so it took me a few minutes before I realized he was sleeping. The weight on my chest was slowly getting heavier and his head was slowly starting to fall little by little. How bizarre! I’ve been having the armadillo go without his morning naps lately so that he would take longer afternoon naps. Plus the fact that we get home earlier and he has extra playtime at home, gives the armadillo more of an opportunity to expel all of that energy. Having him fall asleep on me, sort of, brings me back to when the armadillo was just an infant. He would fall asleep on me and how I cherished those moments. Little things like this gently remind me of how precious the armadillo and his little brother are. It also prompts me to note that I’d better take advantage of these moments as they will quickly disappear as they get older. I feel gloomy just thinking about when that day comes.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006


I was just telling B-Dad a couple days ago about how the armadillo only seems to fall asleep either in his crib or in his car seat. He rarely sleeps in his stroller much less anywhere else. Well I was proved wrong yesterday. After a morning of climbing, running, and walking around I think it’s safe to assume that the armadillo was just a little bit tired. When we got home I carried him inside as he had fallen asleep in the car. I took off his shoes and proceeded to put him down, standing up. I figured that was the easiest way to make sure he woke up. But the armadillo threw me for a loop. He was standing, straightening up, saw the carpet in the living room and walked to the edge. The armadillo then ensued to lie down. I thought he was playing until I noticed that his eyes were closed and he wasn’t getting up. In my mind I was thinking, “Ah, he’s going to get up soon … there’s no way he’s comfortable lying there.” Again I was wrong. A few minutes passed and he was still sleeping there. I think it's safe to assume B-Dad and I made the right choice in picking the carpet we have.

It's Armadillo-approved.

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