The Man

This is Party Pascha's husband tonight. I wanted to post about a wonderful young man who died yesterday. His name was Vernon Grant. He was a returning defensive back on the Oklahoma State football team. If Party Pascha has not expressed my overwhelming love of the Cowboys then I'll tell you all that I am indeed infatuated with the University. On to Vernon. It's not so much that he was the most outspoken player on the team, often referred to as the 'spark plug', but that he was so full of life. He would be the one to get the crowd going before, during and after the game. Never short on words, he was never ever short on heart either. Only about 5'10" he played well above his size and never quit. He was always smiling even after the loss of his mother last August, right before the start of the 2004 season, he said he has to keep going because that is what his mother taught him. But above all his on the field success is the fact that he was an engineering major who was carrying a 3.25 grade point average. He indeed was no ordinary athlete and by far no ordinary student/athlete. He is a testament to what everyone should strive to be like, that a little hardwork and happiness can take you a long way, and for this I am grateful. Rest In Peace #20

"My pee-pee's too big for my underwear!"

So, Parker puts on a new pair of underwear and then, as he is walking his pee-pee pops out the side. He starts laughing and says, "my pee-pee's too big for my underwear!" And starts hopping around repeating that his pee-pee is too big for his underwear. Once again, I fear for the future. . .

~Pascha

"Mom, you're a genius!"

The party is over. It turned out pretty well, I think. This morning, as I was turning the cake into Spongebob, Parker came in and saw it and said, "Mom, you're a genius!" Now, that's funny. So, here are some pictures. . .

Patrick cake!


Spongebob cake!


Parker blowing out his candles


Dubbed: The 3 Stooges!


Parker in a bubble! This was really fun!


Lydia in a bubble! The little bubble butt in a bubble.


Jason in a bubble! He thought this was cool.


Josie in a bubble! She literally screamed for more!

And she's off!

Today, finally, after much backwards scooting, she crawls forward! Exactly 8 months and 1 day old. It's funny, too. She doesn't really use her knees. She pops up on her toes and her little toes push her forward, then she comes back down to rest on the front of her thighs, not really her knees. I bet by the end of the week she is chasing after Big Brother! That will be fun. And tomorrow is finally Parker's birthday party! He is SOOOO excited! He keeps going around telling people he is going to have a Spongebob party and mommy is making a Patrick cake but "I haf a wait." It's so cute. I hope he enjoys it as much as he's built it up in his little head. And the cakes better turn out well, or I might cry. I'll try to post some pictures. Wish me luck.

~Pascha

Earth Mother

People, you may think I am nutty, but I don't care. I have learned about elimination communication and am doing it with my 8 month old. Check out the link so I don't have to write it all here. Anyway, it has already started to work! And to top it all off, it seems it has peaked Parker's interest and he wants to go in the potty more now that Lydia is, too. Yeah, me! Of course, I am not going to expect miracles, but I am just going with the flow on this one and we will see. I am also planning on adding/changing to cloth type diapers to help aid the e.c. along. I like the idea. So, you can call me granola, earthy, or whatever. It won't bother me. I am comfortable with my choices and will stand by them. But I will always like my fast food and junky snacks! I won't give those up . . . yet. I will admit some of the healthier snacks DO taste a lot better and satisfy your hunger better. It's just harder to find them around here. Well, I shall talk to you later. I'm off with my baby in a sling to hug a tree or whatever. :)
Peace,
~Pascha

I'm tickling my pee pee!

My son is 3 years old tomorrow (May 9th) and for the last week he has been just simply WILD!! Does a switch flip a certain way right before they turn 3?! Anyway, the other day, he comes into the room with just his shirt on and he is pulling it down past his knees.
Me: "What are you doing?"
Him: "I don't know"
Me: "Where are your pants?"
Him: "I took them off."
Me: "Why?"
Him: Lifts up his shirt real fast "Ta-dah!! See my pee pee?! Ha Ha Ha Ha (laughs maniacally)"
Me: "Put your underwear and pants back on!"
Him: "But I'm just tickling my pee pee! Ha Ha!"
My son is insane! Truly. He is. I fear for the future.

~Party Pascha

Ahh, Meme . . .

I've been tagged by Sleeping Mommy and now it's my turn to do the latest Meme.

Choose five of the professions and finish the sentence...

If I could be a scientist... If I could be a farmer...
If I could be a musician... If I could be a doctor...
If I could be a painter... If I could be a gardener...
If I could be a missionary... If I could be a chef...
If I could be an architect... If I could be a linguist...
If I could be a psychologist... If I could be a librarian...
If I could be an athlete... If I could be a lawyer...
If I could be an innkeeper... If I could be a professor...
If I could be a writer... If I could be a backup dancer...
If I could be a llama-rider... If I could be a bonnie pirate...
If I could be a midget stripper... If I could be a proctologist...
If I could be a TV-Chat Show host... If I could be an actor...
If I could be a judge... If I could be a Jedi...
If I could be a mob boss... If I could be a backup singer...
If I could be a CEO... If I could be a movie reviewer...

Choose five people to pass it onto when you are finished.

If I could be a midget stripper... Everyone could come and see my rendition of my niece's "pole" dancing in person and I would be adorned in irridescent glitter and men & women alike would wait to put large bills in my g-string and then go home to fantasize about me because I could do "*that*"!!

If I could be an architect... I would finally build my dream house and everyone else's and they would pay me the big bucks because my designs were so unique yet comfortable and I would be revered as the next Frank Lloyd Wright!

If I could be an actor...Everyone would love me and want my autograph because I would be known as one of the nicest actresses around and all those shows that try to catch the actors in a bad light would only be able to say that I truly am a gem amongst the rubble.

If I could be a mob boss... I would command the respect of all those around me as I look into their fearful eyes and know that whatever my request I shall receive because if I am not satisfied they know the heads will roll and so they make sure that the BOSS is always Pleased!!

If I could be a judge... I would have a jewel encrusted gavel and would be known as Judge Jewel and I would leave my robe open at the top so you could see my sexy tank top underneath and when people would interrupt each other or myself, I wouldn't yell, but I would throw things at them instead and they would get hit in the head and then I would laugh maniacally and then make googoo eyes at the camera as if to say, "They shouldn't mess with crazy Judge Jewel!"

I would like Leita from Skin, Chana from Bunny Burrow, Samantha from Random Chicka ,Scott (you know who you are), and Mackenzie from Stupidity on Ice to do this. So, Tag! You're it!
Thanks

Wah Wahs

Don't ever let my brother call you and say, "Talk to Josie. Here." Josie is my 2 yr. old neice. She calls me Wah Wahs. And when you talk to her on the phone, you feel like you are talking to some crazy Chinese lady who is trying to tell you about some dire emergency, but you have no clue what she is saying. All you know is Wah Wahs is your name. The rest is, "hay ching wiieng!!! Wah Wahs! Wah Wahs! no! no! shimmy shimmy shang! No! Ben! (that's her little brother, I got that) shing a wang a shubbi shubbi! Wah Wahs! (yes, I am listening) Wah Wahs! ha chingy shubbi sheshma no! no! okay. Bye bye! Wah Wahs!! Bye Bye!!"
Holy Crap! What did that girl just say?! I think she was trying to tell me that her dog was on fire and that her little brother Ben did it. But she could have just wanted to tell me a about a little ducky who couldn't fly. I HAVE NO CLUE!! Anyway, don't let this ever happened to you. Let this be your warning.

~Party on!

Transgender doll

I rarely wear makeup. It makes my face itch. Well, I put on lipstick the other day and Parker says, "What is on your face?"
Me: "It's lipstick"
P: "I want some!!"
Me: "No, it's for girls."
My husband: "Parker, give mommy a kiss and some will get on you."
**Kiss**
P: "Thanks, mommy!"
Well, the next day, I hear, "Mommy, my Buddy is a garill, now."
Me: "What? No, Buddy is a boy. Just like you."
P: "No, he's a garill, now. See?"
Points to doll's face
P: "Lipstick!!!"
Yes, he marked on his doll to make lipstick and says he's a girl, now. Should I be worried? I mean, this DOES just add to all the other "female" things he prefers.
Oh, well, he also wants to feel up on his aunt all the time, too. Ever since she got implants, that is. So, maybe I DON'T have anything to worry about.

~Party Pascha