Where’s Waldo

Actually, I wanted to be Waldo this morning in the comfort of my home and the seekers would be my two cranky clowns adorable children, Trent (my 3 y/o Dr. Jeckyll & Mr. Hyde), and Sophia (my happy-but-oh-my-friggin’-clingy 18 months old). As much as I missed them on our little getaway this past weekend, I wished I was back at that B&B right about NOW! Oh wait, did I just say that out loud?!

Here are some pictures that I managed to take, in my hiding, but they managed to find me. My motto is “Never leave home without it”, as in the American Express tagline, so I have my camera everywhere I go. Want to find Waldo/Mommy? Guess where I was? And can you count how many teeth Sophia has?

Here’s my Torturous Three (a term I read at Two Okapis). WAAAAAHHHH WAAAAAHHHH!! That pitching cry accompanied by the spitting, the kicking and the hitting. Believe me, I’m no pushover folks but sometimes I feel like curling up in a fetal position and cry along with them and just see how they’d react.

But really, they can be really cute, affectionate, and oh so happy the other 2.5% of the time.

And here’s my bad boy, aka chic magnet. Really, no matter where we go…female toddlers would flock to him chatting it up or just batting their lashes at him. Trent would have this nonchalant air about him *eye rolling*. While Tyler (his six y/o brother) would stare in amazement of all the babes surrounding Trent.

If you look closely at this photo, there are some brown hair on his right, I had to crop out this little girl who sat down right next to him as my hubbie was about to take the picture. Case in point. My hubbie said to me afterward, “we need a body condom on him.” Oh my goodness, something I do not want to discuss when he reaches that age. You have the honor Daddy! (If you haven’t done so already, that’s what you’ll end up calling each other after having kids “daddy” “mommy” instead of “darling” or “sugarpie”.)

Two hours, 15 minutes and counting until one wakes up from a nap, and the other two rugrats come home from school. Do you hear that? That’s just the leaves rusling in the tree outside my kitchen window as I enjoy my leftover lunch and a glass of cold ice tea (is it too early for a Long Island Ice tea?!). Got to go and enjoy some peace and quiet. Later Y’all!!

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