Suburban Oblivion

My dogs don’t enjoy the mud as much as these two.

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But since Tracy over at Soothing the Supermom was nice enough to think of me for this, I’ll indulge and share my top 5 obsessions.

Blogging- Kind of a given right? I love to write, and even more I love to read. There are more blogs linked in my Google reader than I care to admit.

Pizza- Seriously, I could eat it for every meal.

Colored Pens- Writing with colored ink, especially pink and green, make me very, very happy.

Books- Especially the self-improvement ones. I have been on a radical “make me over” phase the last few months and have been reading on everything from being a better wife to how to mingle in social situations.

Smelly Things- This would be my #1 if I were numbering the list. I love all things air freshener, scented candles, perfume, etc etc etc. My current love is the Tide Simple Pleasures stuff in the Lavender and Vanilla scent.

So that’s it! I don’t know who has done it and who hasn’t, so if you haven’t leave a link in the comments so we can see how weird you are!

As most of you already know, Brendan is my problem child. Sweet when he wants to be, too smart for his own damn good, but my most difficult kid nonetheless. Every day is an adventure with him, and I think if I ever stopped coloring my hair I’d find several surprise gray ones courtesy of my son.

So why was I surprised when he got up from his nap naked today? Anything is possible with him, I should know this by now. The nakedness would have been nothing had he not uttered the words no mother of a 3 year old ever wants to hear.

“Mommy, I was being bad in my room.”

This child scales furniture, runs out every open door, and gets into everything without batting an eyelash. So I knew as soon as he said that it must have been pretty bad. I wasn’t disappointed.

Hand soap. LARGE bottle of hand soap. Dumped all. over. his. bed. Some on the rug, some on the wall, quite a bit of it on the carpet as well. Judging by his naked, sticky self, he’d had quite a time playing in it. I never heard a peep, so I can only guess he’s finally learned if he is going to be out of bed during naptime, he’d best do it quietly.

20 minutes later he’s still naked, but clean. Bed, walls and mattress are wiped down and sheets are in the wash.

Is it five o’clock yet??