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A bright future …

Years ago, I brought my tiny infant boy into his first voting booth.  One of the volunteers put a little voting sticker on his shirt and we all had a laugh about how he was so smiley on his very first voting day.

And then he passed out in the car ride… clearly, politics are exhausting

Fast forward a few months.  My baby son and I sat and watched the inauguration of President Obama.  The very same man that I had voted for earlier… on that smiley day. 

I quietly observed him stare at the tv watching that very historic day take place …knowing that this President was making history and would continue to make history.  I had high hopes.  I continue to have high hopes.

Today that President gave me even more hope.  For the future of our country.  For the future of my children.  For the future of any/all hopes of equality.

 

Tonight I watched my two kids stare intently at the evening news, and answered their questions about why today was so amazing and historic.  And tonight I tucked them into their beds smiling …as big as I smiled on that election day…years ago.

 

 

Truck Drivin’ Man

My son likes trucks.  He really likes trucks.  Now, before you go all, “all little boys like trucks” on me…know this:

  • My son sleeps with a New Holland Skid Steer owners manual.
  • He can show you (and explain in detail) the difference between a backhoe and excavator (I didn’t even know there were two vehicles called this).
  • He lays out construction sites where almost every truck possible has a representation, and when I use the wrong truck for the wrong function…he lets me know…and reassigns me to dump truck duty.  He even often makes “dump height” jokes (which, is an industry term (and not at all related to what I thought it was)).
  • He used to like cartoons about trucks (i.e. ‘Chuck and Friends’), now he watches documentaries on trucks, their history and how (in detail) their engines work.

One of the promotional magazines he likes. (I think this one is about Skid Steers)

 

And the thing that makes this all the more interesting, my husband and I are not engineer-y (or even handy) people.  We can’t change the oil in our cars, we don’t change tires, we stare at burnt-out light bulbs (on average) at least 3-5 days, we don’t hang pictures on our walls (we beg uncle Trad to), we don’t fix things in our house (we beg my dad to), we’re just not handy people.  And when we try to do handy things, they tend to end up broken (and then we drink and stare at our broken mess wishing we hadn’t tried).

So I am left throwing my hands in the air saying, “Who knows where this kid’s interest came from, or how they will further develop.”  But if he’s already looking at truck owners manuals…what’s next?  I may need to hire an engineer to come meet with Carter monthly.  Better yet, any volunteers?

 

 

Searches, Blogs and Poopy Diapers…Oh my!

I have spent a lot of time talking about social media lately.  For a variety of reasons.  Most good, some not so good (but great learning opportunities for me – in this ever changing medium), and some just plain funny.

And I’ve decided to share with you the funny one…and hopefully make it funnier.

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Last night, my husband was chatting with a friend of his about searches that have brought people to my blog.  It always amazes me how people find my blog.  Whether it be through a friend of a friend, a random google search of ‘mom bloggers’ or some google search of the most inappropriate sadomasochistic non-mom-blogger-ish thing.  THOSE are the people that intrigue me the most.  The ones sitting at their computer at night google searching “adult acts with adult male in dirty poopy diaper.”  Really?  I can’t stomach cleaning my 20 month old’s diaper when she has an accident…people really do this for fun…on purpose?

And then the most interesting (read: frightening) thing happens.  They somehow end up on my blog…and they LIKE IT.  Yup.  The weirdo searching for other adults that like kinky adult diaper issues also like my blog.  Evidently, they’re a part of my demographic.  How to take this?

 

And then there’s the searches that people do while on my site.  You see that little “search” box at the top of my blog?  Well, when you run a search on that, I can see what you were searching for (funny how analytics work).  And my goodness you people are … curious.  Allow me to just satisfy some of my top searches…so that you don’t have to look anymore.

 

  • No, I will not post a picture of myself in a bathing suit.
  • No, I will also not post pictures of my husband/I in underwear (and quite frankly, you guys are starting to scare me).
  • No, I don’t know things about my husband’s or my ex’s…nor would I post things about them (they’re not in our lives for a reason).
  • No, I don’t post things about my son’s preschool.
  • No, I don’t post last names.
  • No, I have never driven a jeep off a cliff (why oh why have multiple people asked this?)

 

Not that I don’t trust you, lovely readers, but there are some disturbed people out there.  I mean, you just read the whole adult diaper thing right?

 

Which brings me to the point of my post.  While my husband and his friend were talking about how searches work on blogs, they started to giggle like little girls.  And my husband later informed me that it’s because his friend now wants to google search the most random and inappropriate things to see what would land him on my blog.  And I say (to his friend), GAME ON!

(Wang: If you can come up with something even more inappropriate than my current list (that I can email you if you’d like)…you will win.  But what could the terms of our bet be?  I think you and Chad should come up with this.  But in my opinions…it should involve wings/beer and all of us being in the same town for a weekend!)