I'm His Girl

Last night on the way to oh-so-yummy Red Robin for dinner, 
Drew and I were listening to the radio when the Beastie Boys song "Girls" came on.


You know the one... 


Girls - to do the dishes
Girls - to clean up my room
Girls - to do the laundry
Girls - and in the bathroom
Girls, that's all I really want is girls


Well Drew and I were talking about the lyrics, and he says "you're my girl 'huh Mom?"...


after I finished laughing, I said "yes baby, I clean your room, do the laundry and the dishes... so I guess that does make me your girl...  at least until you're 18, then you're on your own."


He said, "no way, I'm never moving out. I don't want to do that stuff by myself."


I sure do love being Drew's Girl

President Mommy

As if I might ever need another reason to love my little munchkin more... 


Last night Drew gave me another one.. 


While we're laying in our my bed watching HOUSE and getting ready to get some sleep, Drew asks "what do you need to do to become president?"...


I have no clue where this question came from... but I went with it.. 


"You have to tell the people of the United States that you want to be president, and then whoever gets the most votes win."


Totally did not see the need to explain the technical presidential candidate process.... along with the fact that I can't honestly say that I know what it is.. Lol 


So my little angel thinks about it for a second and says, "I think you would win Mom, because we have a big family and they would all vote for you.... and I would definitely vote for you."


Mommy for President... with Drew as my official campaign manager


XOXO love that sweet kid of mine....

Randomness

Nothing major to report... 
So we'll just do a little catch up...
and throw in some random "facts" for fun... 


Last Thursday we had Game Night at our house again...
we were short a few guests, but still had a blast with Megan & Enrique.

This time we played Scrabble JR., Twister, Ker-plunk and Sorry.


And had funnel cake for dessert... yummy way to end a fun filled night. 

*FYI, melting Reese's cups in the microwave for a minute is NOT a great idea, thanks for the lesson Meg =)


**That night I learned that Twister requires months of yoga in order to prepare you for the crazy positions your body will end up in.


**Who in the world doesn't like strawberries? I have never heard of such a person until my crazy little cousin Meg makes the announcement that she in fact, does not care for strawberries.. How completely un-American... I'm calling Obama to have her deported to a strawberry hating country.... sheesh!!


Saturday my little monster had a baseball game and a play date with 2 boys he's known since they were all 2 years old... 
it was a long afternoon, but the boys had a blast... and I suck because I didn't take a single picture of the 3 of them... 


And Saturday night I was supposed to have a .... well, ... something.. (not sure what to call it).. with my on going "male friend"... but at the last minute I canceled, and decided I'd rather make lemon bread with the munchkin and have dinner with our neighbors/in-laws...


**This lemon bread recipe called for the peel of the lemon, but no juice.. I thought that was pretty strange, but just went with it. Turned out good.. but not lemony enough for me. 


**That night I was reminded of how everyone parents differently... I don't like it, but I am (kinda sorta not really) working on accepting it... 


Sunday was such a good day.... 
well, aside from the fact that my allergies were killing me ALL day... 


After the cable man showed up at 7:55am to fix the cable... 
Drew and I went out front to sweep & clean up the porch and drive way.
When we finished, he decided to ride his bike... which he's ridden about 3 times in 2 years... obviously, he's not gonna be a biker boy... 


and again I suck, because I didn't take a single picture of the rare event, but I'm ok with that because I was too busy enjoying my son.... 


that afternoon we took the 2 crazy dogs to the park... 
and while walking around the lake, checking out the ducks and turtles, we came across an egg.. 

Not sure if it's a duck or goose egg... but it was cool to see... 

unfortunately, it was cracked a little, so I doubt whatever is inside will survive.... 

and that night, I went for round 2 with the lemon bread... 

this time I added some of the lemon juice which really helped the flavor... score 1 point for me!!

Sunday night I also came across something that made me smile from ear to ear and also melted my heart just a bit.... 

It's kinda hard to tell in the picture... but after I had shampooed our carpets last week, some how there's this tiny little foot print now on my carpet..... 

Right next to our chair in the living room, is a footprint stain from Drew.... 

and I LOVE it... 

It was a great weekend... and so far the week is starting off well.

What Defines You?

This morning... I had the pleasure of reading a blog that made me think.. and smile...


Blondie 'N' SC posed the question "what defines you?"



And for me it's the simplest answer ever...

Drew.... 

I am Drew's Mom... 

100%, through and through, every single ounce of me... 

every second, of every day for the rest of my life... 

I am Drew's Mom.

Some say that there is more to it...

They say I am also a daughter, an aunt, a cousin... 

A friend, a co-worker, a woman, a district administrator... ect.... 

But I say no... 

I am Drew's Mom... 

Sure those other labels may be true... 

but they do not define me... 

Nope...

In my eyes... in my heart... 

In my soul... 

This six year old..

hilarious, cautious, quick thinking, giggling,

absolutely adorable, 35 lb., genius, football loving,

Oreo eating, video game playing, sweet boy... 

defines me... 

I am Drew's Mom.

And I can't think of anything else in the world that I would rather be. Not even for a second...

Spring Break

After another baseball filled weekend... 
Drew is officially on Spring Break.


Which actually means nothing in our house.
Since I still have to work during the week, Drew spends the day at daycare...
which sucks, but they go on field trips so it's not too bad for him.


But we did go to the beach on Sunday,
and it turned out to be a lot colder than expected so we didn't stay long.
We headed home and baked cookies, and enchilada pie and played video games.

spilled a little flour.. but who cares when you're having fun.. 

And I took the day off yesterday so we could go to Disneyland & California Adventure... 

Happy Spring Everyone!! 

Overwhelmed.. Party of 1...

Last night I was on the verge of hosting my own private pity party... 


I was officially overwhelmed...
and it felt like this juggling act I've been perfecting for the last six years, was about to come crashing down in my face....


I've been a single mom since the day my son was conceived.
It's been Drew & I from day one, and I've never wanted it any other way... never


It hasn't always been perfect.. or even easy for that matter.. but it was us, and I was more than content. 


Household chores have always been the last thing on my To-Do list,
I've always put our play time, homework, or trips to Disneyland before any sort of errand, work, chore or obligation.... 


Happiness first... 


But we've always had a schedule... ALWAYS... 


When Drew started Kindergarten last year, we started a new schedule that revolved around school and homework... but we always had time for the extras.. 
the long bath times so we could play Ninja Turtles... the trips to get ice cream after dinner & take a walk... the endless hours of board games & video games...


There was always time... 


But for some reason, with this new adventure into Little League, 
all time is lost... 
our schedule is ever changing... and pretty much non-existent... 


Which is driving me insane... completely overwhelming me..


By the time we get home from practices or games it's late.. 
it's past our normal dinner time...
it pushes everything in our schedule out at least an hour and somethings just have to be neglected all together... 


Don't get me wrong..
I love watching Drew play baseball... it's a big change for him... and he's loving it.


But having to rush through our daily lives because of baseball is not fun... it sucks.


Last night I looked around the house at all the things that need to get done that I just haven't made the time or effort to do... I thought about our upcoming weekend and the following week... between practices, games, Disneyland, the beach and family stuff, I'm afraid we'll barely have time to breathe...


And so for a moment I started feeling sorry for myself... 
wondering how other single mothers managed... 
how single mothers of multiple children would possibly ever manage... 


Then I realized that I am not alone... 
there are mothers and fathers going through this and more on a daily basis... 
I am not the only one.. and I certainly don't have it the hardest.. 

And then this morning I was slapped in the face with an even harder reality... 

another reminder that my life is a cake walk compared to the things other families are dealing with...

This morning I found out that my best friend... a woman I've known for 16 years... 

is dealing with the fact that her mom... my 2nd mom... has a brain tumor... 

How dare I feel sorry for myself...

So today I'm thinking of mom.. and the entire Toro family... and wishing for the best possible outcome..

I am not overwhelmed... 

I am in fact lucky...

The New Wednesday...

Between the ages of 19 and 21
practically all of my Wednesdays meant one thing...


Mr. Garcia


Wednesdays meant carefree, reckless, passionate, dangerous, silly, and fulfilling days and nights...
Wednesday meant semi-drama, "working" late, hotels, kisses, urgency and lots of water...


Between the ages of 21 and 23
Wednesday blended in as just another day of the week in the beginning... 
but by age 23 Wednesday became about one of my least favorite things...


Sharing


Sharing Drew...


Wednesday Drew's dad got off work early so it became the day he would pick Drew up and keep him over night... at this point, I resented Wednesdays... 
Wednesdays became nights of tears, sadness, and an empty spot in my our bad... 


Then between age 23 and 26
Wednesday began to revolve around Mr. Garcia again... 


Since Drew was gone every Wednesday, it just became our night again... 
strange coincidence...
But this time around things were slightly different.... 


Wednesdays included dinners, American Idol, Taye Diggs, what-ifs, the YL house, trips to Wal-mart laughs, sewing.... (this list could go on forever... )


And now at age 27
Wednesday nights have changed once again... 


Drew now owns my Wednesdays....
Drew and Little League... 


My Wednesday nights are now spent at the ball park watching my son practice baseball.
Running for the ball, batting, stretching, and catching... 


Drew still goes home with his Dad on Wednesday nights....
and I go home to my empty bed... 


But I like these Wednesdays....


I get more time with my son..
More time to watch him grow... watch him laugh and smile... 


Thank you Little League for giving me half of my Wednesdays back.