World Worst Mom

Do you want to know what Brad's favorite song is? Sexy B*tch by David Guetta featuring Akon. Nice huh? It's kinda catchy if you get past the name. I actually had to look the song up and am totally embarrassed that is what it's called. I blame the AFN. I feel bad this one little radio station has to play music to fit EVERYONE's tastes. You can be listening to heavy metal in the morning, rap by lunch, pop mid afternoon, with a easy 80's/90's relaxing remix by 5:00pm. And did I mention the DJ's were just about the world's worst? Here's a little sample of the song for those acting like they've never heard it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sqYHPEUUcHg

Today on the way to base Brad heard this song and said "Turn it up, I like this song. It makes my tummy, my head, and my toes dance." Dance on brother, you know this mommy won't discourage it.

Oh my gravy - I'm writing this post and listening to the song. I don't think I've ever listened to all the words. I'm a HORRIBLE mother. I blame the clunker car and it's 20 year old speakers. Do I deny dancing tummy and toes? I'm so torn.

Better news is that Grandpa Greg might have found a new BFF. With as many times as we've watched The Princess and The Frog, Brad's love of jazz music is growing. I'll have to get video but the little toot just can keep still when he hears those horns start to blow. It's the most endearing thing I've ever seen. For that reason alone the movie is literally on repeat. If he uses this love of jazz excuse when he's a teenager begging to go to Mardi Gras, please help me keep my head on straight. I will totally fall for it. Especially if Grandpa Greg promises to chaperone ;-) Happy Birthday SlothBear!!!

Oh, Yesterday we had to wake up early for a parent/teacher conference. Keith had to go into work later that afternoon and work late so a nap was needed. At 9:30am we turned off the lights, closed the thick hotel type curtains, and all crawled back into bed (Keith, Brad, and I) and took at two hour nap. It was As Good As It Gets. I love his schedule. I have no idea how I will adapt to a regular work week 12 hour day routine. Never be afraid of the Korea remote!

The Frog Movie

My "Korean Blockbuster" movie store has become a favorite pit stop in our downtown shopping trips. 3 movies for 10,000 won! (although it's a rip off because in Seoul you can get 5 for 10,000) That calculates to less than $10 for 3 hot off the presses movies. I do mean HOT.

Our last trip included the movie The Princess and The Frog. It's Disney's latest and since I'm on a Disney kick with the boys I got it. Brad has requested everyday to watch this movie over and over. I put it in but I'm always cooking, cleaning or "working"... I mean surfing the web. Today I sat down to watch it with him. I LOVE IT! No wonder he has it on repeat all day everyday. It is a cute movie. I might even say better than The Little Mermaid and pretty darn close to The Lion King. Totally adorable and I can't get the songs out of my head.

Since Brad is into little creatures and this movie is about frogs (kinda), his new obsession is the squishy frogs. He's carried one around the past few days and I'm going to bet good money that he has one in bed with him right now. Now I have to go google to read the cast and credits - it is cut off on our movie. Go watch it if you can - very cute!

**edited to add**

I went to check on the boys before I headed to bed and sure enough Brad had a squishy frog right on his chest. I wish I took a picture.

Ugg!

Remember the time Ashley and I decided to drive across the country with 2 kids, 3 dogs, and a cat? Remember when we stopped for lunch at Taco Bell and it immediately gave me a migraine? Remember when Ashely was driving and I was sick in a clear Ziploc bag while my children were screaming because the DVD player was broken with Marty Cat meowing like we were killing her in a slow painful death and the van reeked of puke and dog breath. Yea... that was fun.

Ever since that trip I swore off Taco Bell. I just can't take it. I once had a deep deep love for their Taco Pizzas at 3am. I think we ate there at least once a week growing up. During my broke college years I would scrape together coins to grab a 49 cent taco because it was a stone's throw from my apartment. It was time to part ways and we did. Till I moved here.

It seems as if Taco Bell has an undercover deal to infest every military base I've ever been to. Korea is no exception. After months and months of the smell of kimchie, I caved and went back to my Taco Pizza. It was nice and just as yummy as I remembered.

However, I am officially stating on record that we are broken up again. This time forever. I can't handle the fake food and cheese. It hurts my tummy, it makes me feel gross for 48 hours. The number one reason we're breaking up: It makes Brad poop 5 times a day. I'm done wiping hinnie 5 times in an afternoon - unless it was on a tinie tiny newborn hinnie then I would reconsider. Goodbye Taco Bell. I know we'll cross paths but I can no longer enjoy your cheap lard filled food. No Quierro Mas.

Cole's Basket Game 4

We will be working on dribbling, but I think this is a great shot. It's not a clear video but did you see The Look? Ahhh... good day.

Dr. Fish

Life is pretty low key here in Korea. There's not as many rules and regulations about each and everything you come across. This is good when you're tired of waiting at a red light... just go if the path is clear. This is bad when you are eating at a restaurant and wonder about their health code standards. There isn't a PETA chapter considering they eat dogs (bad thing in my book), but good when it comes to Dr. Fish.

Have you heard of Dr. Fish? It's a large fish tank at spas where you can stick your feet into and the fish EAT the dead skin off of you. These little aquatic vertebrates will nibble at your body while taking away your corns and callouses. (every time I say callouses I want to finish with "bluestar ointment the one that's guaranteed, ask for it!" I watched way too much tv when I was younger.)

Walking the streets of downtown today we stopped into Escape Nail Salon for some Dr. Fish. I wanted to take my family here when they visit, so we went to check it out. You know it didn't take long for my children to have their hands in the tank allowing the fish to eat their fingers. Brad was a little more timid than Cole. Cole had his shoes off and in the water 30 seconds later, Brad was more of the watcher. The kid didn't even flinch. He just stuck his feet in and was laughing away. It took a while longer for me to join in the fun. I shouldn't say fun...

I almost couldn't stand it because it starts off as a tickle. Then it turns into an irritating pain. Do you know when your foot falls asleep and when it start waking up you have the pins and needles feeling? That's exactly what these fish felt like!!! You know when it tingles and you have to walk on it but don't want to walk... Dr. Fish!
It was different but really cool. Cole loved it, by the way, are those the cutest little man feet you've ever seen? Ignore the pasty white mama legs, they will be Thailand tan in 11 days. Cole said he wants to go back tomorrow. Finally - I have a legitimate reason to go to the spa everyday! Whatever you say baby!!

Madder Than Before

Madder? More mad? How about I'm just angrier than before I went in to talk to his teacher. So much so I'm considering pulling him out. I miss Mrs. Ray and Children's House. Erin, please tell her I think of her daily and wish I could have packed her in my suitcase. Wendy, picture Mrs. Owen for kindergarten. The Cole that ran out of the van and bounced into class is gone. She constantly would ask "he's ALWAYS in a good mood! Is he ever unhappy?" That is no longer the case and it's hard. I know if I'm hating it, poor Cole is even more miserable.

I don't want to talk about it yet. I'm going to reflect on what he said and chew on it over the 3 day weekend. I feel a migraine coming on. Poor Keith has no idea what he's coming home to. I even have a Pampered Chef party I was going to go to and now I just don't feel like it. Not even buying the trifle bowl will perk me up... and I really want that dang bowl. Isn't it a "need" vs a want?

I agree. I know it's been a lot about Cole lately. Brad is alive and doing well. Today he told me that he wanted to say the word stupid. I told him that others might use that word, but he may not. Choose another word. He stomped his foot down and declared "I'm growing up and not growing little." I guess that's his way of telling me he's not a baby anymore.

Oh - today was basketball practice and I sat with a lady who has twin 3 year old girls. They (the little girls) played with my hair and twisted my earrings so very delicately. She adjusted my necklace and just wanted to be girlie. I loved every second of it. It was As Good As It Gets.

Ahhh... and GRRRRRR

Yesterday I showered, fixed my hair, put on makeup, and wore dressy clothes for no reason. All of that effort was As Good As It Gets.

Today I had a busy day and ended it with CanCan practice. On the way home Matchbox 20 came on the AFN (the ONLY radio station we get in English). It's the Armed Forces Network. I don't mean to sound so mean, but the military DJ's are HORRIBLE. Really bad. Painful to listen to bad. Anyway... since the boys weren't in the car with me, I was able to turn it up really loud and sing with my Rob Thomas. I adore Matchbox 20. Ya, he's a little fruity in his beliefs, but man I dig their music. Tonight I drove home with just me and the AFN. It was a nice quiet part of the day and it was As Good As It Gets. AND I bought a new pair of shoes, pants, and a shirt today. They fit. AHHHHHH

(ps - our CanCan is AWESOME. My kicks are getting higher and higher each practice. I bet in 9 more days I'll be fully back to my 18 year old self... Did I mention that we do the dance 4 times and have 4 different endings. The ending of dance #3 is taking a shot from the bartender. Yea, I'll be feeling 18...errr 21 by the 4th dance)

Tomorrow I get to go talk to Dr. Stapleford again about his bathroom policy. Cole had another accident at school. This is the second one this year and the kid has been potty trained since he was 2 1/2. He raised his hand and was told to wait till after instructions were given. It couldn't wait. He had to change clothes and his friends were laughing at him when he came out of the restroom. MY new rule is that if he can't get the teacher's attention, then he should get up right then and there and go to the bathroom. There's a bathroom IN the classroom. The poor kid freaked out saying that he would get in so much trouble. I told Cole that mommy's rules OVERRULE whatever Dr. Stapleford says and if he gets in trouble to say "please call my mommy right now." Yep, I'm pulling that card. Mama Bear is chargin' into the classroom tomorrow with furry in her eyes. It will be As Good As It Gets.