College for me was a great time in my life. I discovered and experienced so many things. Not just on the academic level, but personally as well.  I discovered about love and heartbreak, budgeting, how to add flair to rice and beans, how to kiss a girl, and most importantly, how to deal with drunk college kids. They are your friends, your classmates, you love and hate them at the same time.

Lets fast forward now. I have two boys, ages 5 and 3. They are the loves of my life, but they are in many ways, a lot like drunk college kids. Here are my top 5 reasons why toddlers and drunk college kids are one in the same:

1: When toddlers get tired, then need to sleep....right now! There is no going home and getting into bed. They will drop to the floor of the grocery store and demand to sleep there. Or just drop their head on their happy meal and catch a few zzzzzzz's.  When I was in college I had a friend, we'll call her Janice. (you know who you are :)) She would get so drunk that she would just find a chair at the bar and pass out. We once got thrown out, and while we were waiting for our ride, she fell asleep on the curb.

2: They never let you get anything done! They are constantly asking what you are doing, when will the fun stuff start, and how come you are so boring? They always need to be doing something to keep them busy, and you have to be the one to find that something.

3:As soon as you get on the phone, they want to know who you are talking to, what you are talking about and they don't let you get a second of peace. The second that my kids hear me talking on the phone, they come in to bug me. And nine times out of ten, they beg to talk to whoever it is on the other end.

4: They will eat anything, doesn't matter how late it is. This may not be true for all toddlers, but it is true for my boys. It can be 3 in the afternoon or 8 at night, they request the weirdest food.

5: Puke. They will puke in your car, you laundry, you bed, your shoes, your tub, your couch, you name it. And somehow I am always left cleaning it up.

Apology

Apology: a written or spoken expression of one's regret, remorse, or sorrow for having insulted, failed, injured, or wronged another.

Here are some of mine, in no particular order:

• I would like a apologize to my uterus.  I would imagine that it is so angry because it was forced housed not one, but two kicking and feeding parasites within three years.  Since then, things between us have never been the same.
• I would like to apologize to my husband for blaming him for the missing M&M's my son got for his birthday.  I had inhaled them the night before and when he stood in front of me, wide-eyed, looking for answers, "Daddy did it." just came blurting out.
• I would like to apologize to my former "thin" self, for ever thinking I was fat. This is fat...and that's not even saying much, since I have slimmed down a lot. 
• I would like to apologize to all my friends in high school for always being the nerdy/cautious/paranoid one. 
• I would like to apologize to my boobs. I did not appreciate them when I had them, and now someone has taken them and replaced them with something that sort of looks like boobs, but are really pancakes. 
• I would like to apologize to my sister for always bribing her to do things, with no intention of fulfilling my obligation.
• I would like to apologize to my first born for never letting him do anything fun as an infant for fear that he might die. 
• I would like to apologize to anyone who has witnessed my hormones on overdrive. This covers a lot of people, especially since I was pregnant... twice. 
• I would like to apologize to my parents for having to move back in with them when I was 24.
• I would like to apologize in advance to my kids, for yelling at them, grounding them, stalking them, reading text messages from girls, and all around harassment and/or embarrassment. 

I need answers!

In an effort to get a jump start on my Super Awesome Summer to do list, I decided to clean out my kitchen cupboards. Not the most exciting thing on the list, but I figured I should get the boring crap out of the way.

Can someone please explain to me why one might own 3 different types of measuring cups, or 11 large to medium mixing bowls?! I also cleared out a number of extra serving dishes, baking pans, cookbooks, several random utensils, place mats, 4 popcorn bowls and a blender. (apparently I had two) It really got me thinking....why do we have so much stuff?? Where does this need come from? It seems I'm not the only one either. Most of us have an abundance of "stuff". And it doesn't stop in my kitchen! You should see my closet, the kids rooms, the bathroom. Don't even get me started on the craft room! Sometimes I feel like getting rid of everything and living a totally minimalist lifestyle, but my husband would never go for it! If you have ever seen an episode of "Hoarders", you would understand. Him and his mom both, are a few egg cartons away from being on the show.  And does anyone else have that special little corner filled the things that were given as a gift, but you either have no use for it or just don't like it? I have this weird guilt about getting rid of things that were gifts. Like as if one day the gift givers are going to come over and say, "Hey, remember that sweater I gave you two years ago, do you still have it? I would love to see it on you."

And while we are on the subject of unanswered questions, can someone please explain to my why it takes a 4 year old girl one hour to eat a rice cracker?! I have had the pleasure of babysitting my friends 4 year old daughter while she took off to Vegas with her hubby.  I have two little boys, and let me tell you, they are NOT the same! Yes, my boys are crazy. And yes, they will jump off the top of the slide at the pool. But never in a million years would they sit in front of me for a half hour asking a hundred questions about what I am doing, why I am doing it, or "where do cows come from?" Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying doing her hair, and playing dress up, but it made me really appreciate my little men, and all the craziness they bring to my life.

The Super Awesome Summer to do list!

As I sit here on this beautiful Tuesday morning, sipping my coffee, listening to two little boys fight over a marshmallow gun, (not my idea!) it occurred to me that I have done a whole lot of nothing for the past month. So I made a list, the "Super Awesome Summer to do list".  Follow me this summer as I brave into uncharted territory, learn new things, and have a lot of fun!

SUPER AWESOME SUMMER TO DO LIST: (in no particular order)

1. plant a flower garden
2. have a family picnic
3. make wax paper stained glass
4. get a wicked tan
5. clean out my kitchen cupboards (not really awesome, but i really NEED to do it!)
6. try 50 new recipes
7. plant potatoes
8. make an awesome chalkboard for my kitchen
9. make masks with the boys
10. make and decorate cardboard houses
11. paint my craft room door. A door that leads to such awesomeness cannot be left white!
12. make slime
13. have a fun photo shoot with the boys
14. start on Christmas gifts
15. have a salt dough day
16. make a sprinkler system out of pvc pipes
17. have a water gun fight
18. make fruit snacks
19. make shoes...probably more like slippers
20. finish last years scrapbook
21. start my achievements book
22. learn something new
23. go camping
24. paint my bike! dirty orange just wont do!
25. read a book
26. have a girls spa day
27. have a boudoir photo shoot
28. do the 30 day photography challenge. (thank you Pinterest)
29. make a new friend
30. paint a canvas
31. take a photoshop course
32. go on 20 spectacular dates (either with my husband or my two fantastic boys)
33. master my out of control hair
34. personalize my car
35. make colorful spaghetti for the kids
36. make a sparkle poster
37. get a tattoo....or two
38. make my bathroom awesome and romantic
39. make a cake stand
40. have a garage sale
41. raise $4000 for charity....specifically the Concrete Hero race in Vancouver for the BC cancer foundation
42. build a bbq pit
43. have a bake sale
44. write everyday! blog it, stick it, scribble it....

Now where should I start?!