Monday, February 29, 2016

Lipstick Selfie

Toddler parents - if you give your kid your phone to entertain themselves while you're trying to eat dim sum before the har gow gets cold, I know with Claire at least, chances are 50/50 that she will either watch the same Peppa Pig episode over and over again, or want to apply lipstick and take selfies.  I think we'll try contouring next.

Friday, February 26, 2016

The Beach in February

Waking up in Los Angeles on Sunday morning, I was eager to hit the road and get home.  Plus I had originally reserved my hotel room for just Ramses and I, meaning we were supposed to have a luxurious night of sleep on our own hotel beds.  Instead I was cramped on mine with DP and Claire, while Mike had the other bed, and Ramses slept on the floor.  Anyway, once we were all ready to check out DP suggested we go to the Santa Monica pier.  We were only about 20 minutes away, so ugh, fine.

By the way, this is what you get to drive to Mexico and California when you actually work for Enterprise.  A freaking Benz.  Must be nice.

First thing's first though, we needed breakfast.  Well these people did, Claire and I had breakfast at the hotel.  Ramses' idea of breakfast was a cheeseburger on the pier.  Nbd.

We walked around a bit until the rides opened.  The kids went on a few and then we all went on the ferris wheel.  Claire was so happy, and I didn't freak out, so that's cool. 


Then the guys had to leave so I took the two kids to the beach for 5 minutes before we had to leave too.  Claire loved it and wanted to stay, but I promised we'd come back soon.


Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Ramses the Warrior

But first, I love starting the weekend on a breakfast date with my girl.  She is so cute!

I took my nephew to L.A. for the Warriors game this weekend.  He's a huge fan, just like everyone his age right now, and I totally get it.  They are our generation's Bulls team.

Anyway, so I rented a sexy black on black Jeep from Enterprise on Saturday morning, then went to drop Claire at my mom's and pick up Ramses.  Well even though Claire had previously been excited to be spending the weekend at her Granny's, she didn't like the idea of me taking off in the rental without her.  I told her I was dropping Ramses at his house and going home to do laundry, but she probably saw right thru my lies, and so she cried and screamed and didn't want to stay at my mom's anymore.  We drove off with her sad sobbing echoing in my thoughts, and I just couldn't get past the image of her trying to get out of my mom's grip and reaching out for me.  So I called DP who was in Mexico for the night with his brother and told him the situation, and because he and I are on the same page when it comes to Claire, he offered to meet us in L.A. and keep her while I took Ramses to the game that night.  Like is she spoiled, or what?

So I went back and got her, poor thing was still crying on my mom's shoulder.  I asked her if she wanted to come with me, and I'd take Ramses and her on a vacation to L.A.

So we hit the road, only stopping once for snacks and then once more for the washroom.  I let the kids buy and eat whatever they wanted because that's what you do on road trips.  They were well behaved and we made it into L.A. in record time.  I quickly showered and both Ramses and I changed (his mom lent me an arsenal of Warriors gear to choose from) then snuck out while Claire wasn't looking.  Again, I felt bad, and if she looked closer to 2 years old I probably would have taken her to the game.  We walked to the Staples Center and before even getting there, DP texted me pictures of them at Chuck E. Cheese, so I could relax and enjoy myself knowing she was happy.

They boy was super annoyed at my constant picture-taking, and refused to take any decent ones.  Oh well, he was there for the experience, not the photos.

We were pretty high up there, but could see everything pretty good.  Even the players, which surprised me.  Rames didn't seem too annoyed that I kept asking who was who, and other curious questions like what does The City mean and why does everyone keep chanting MVP?  The enthusiasm was electric (cliché, I know) and I couldn't help getting swept up in the excitement.  Especially after this opening.

But then there was that moment when I came back from the washroom at (what I thought was) halftime, only to be reminded that pro games have 4 quarters, not two halves.  It was just SO MUCH basketball.  Luckily Beyoncé was there for me to channel my energy watching, I just clapped when she clapped.  Then by the time the fourth quarter did come around, I was the aunty equivalent of this guy.

Ramses enjoyed it, and that's huge for Mr. Serious.  He practically skipped the entire way back to our hotel, so I'm pretty sure the Warriors won. 

Monday, February 22, 2016

HH With BK

In this month's edition of Happy Hour with Brooklyn, my niece drinks water out of a straw like a little baby birdie and watches Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while her mom and I talk about grown up stuff.  I had left Claire at home this time because she hogs BK when we're all together, but then wanted them to visit with each other afterward.



Friday, February 19, 2016

YouTube Shows

Claire watches those silly YouTube shows where people make things out of play-doh, play with dolls, unpack boxes of toys, act out skits, etc.  I used to side-eye that shit, but now I get the appeal.  They are fascinating.  Gigi has her own channel and is so funny about doing her challenges, usually roping the other kids into her latest shenanigans.

So we're watching tv the other night, and Claire gets up on the coffee table and asks, "Mom, can you take a picture of me?" Obviously I was like NO AND GET OFF THE COFFEE TABLE.  But she wanted me to record her for "her show" she explained.  So I obliged.  And what I got on her first take was pure gold.  (I say "first take" because she made me film her like 7 times after this, all with the same general content.)

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Uncle's Valentines AKA The Longest Post

Our Valentine's Day was eventful.  I got up early Sunday morning to squeeze in a run before picking up fresh doughnuts for my girls.  They had slept over at my parents so I met up with them straight from the gym and we went to church.

I brought them home with me afterward and found that DP had torn into some chocolate already, so was antsy to do something.  He suggested bowling, and I'm while I'm not usually a fan, I was surprisingly enthused.  (Or maybe I was just so happy that he suggested something, made a plan, then executed it, and I didn't have to do a thing.)  So he told the girls we were going to pick up Fiori and to get in the car.  Then after she joined us, DP explained to them that since today was Valentine's Day and they were all his special Valentines, he wanted to take them somewhere fun.  The smiles on the their faces had me turning to mush.  Like all the times I want to kill him for beating up on the kids and giving them sugar at night, he goes and makes them his Valentines.

The girls had a blast bowling.  Claire was beating me most of the game, until I realized I was using a 9 lb. ball instead of what I thought was 6.  I switched but it was too late and came in 4th place, at least I beat the baby.  She let Sally (her doll) bowl a few of her turns so turns out I especially suck at bowling.  No wonder I never want to go!


We went to the arcade right after so the kids could play some games.  Walking out of Southpoint, DP told the girls that was the best $55 he ever spent.

This kid man, I swear.   Okay, so we all got in the car to go home, and the kids are talking about how much fun they just had, eating candy they got from the prize counter, and thanking Uncle.  And DP ends up driving just past our house and out into the desert at the base of the mountains.  So Claire is all, "Why are we driving in THE ROCKS?!" and Fiori starts whimpering and Gigi's like, "Aunty.  Aunty where are we?  Aunty WHAT IS HAPPENING?"  As if I even know.  So we park and get out, walk up this little hill, and we're at the top of freaking Las Vegas.  With an amazing strip view.  And caves!

The kids thought it was the coolest.  They asked if they could come back to camp there tonight, but I had to say no because I noticed a lot of graffiti and empty beer cans, which means teenagers probably hang out there at night.  DP and I did decide that we would come up there after work sometime this summer to watch the strip lights go on though.

They were exhausted by the time we got home, but I made them shower and said the two older girls could sleep over since Monday was a holiday.  Ramses called and asked if I could pick him up, so I did, and the girls loved telling him all about our day.  Poor boy!