BobBob BobPants

Okay...so I'm gonna give this blog 'thing' a try.

My husband says that diaries are good for one thing and one thing only...blackmail. But when your daily repertoire consists of questions such as " Do you need to go poop on the potty?" & "Did you just eat that booger?" and in-depth discussions about what BobBob BobPants is doing with his spatula; you really need some sort of an outlet. Hopefully, this place will act as a bit of therapy.

So here goes. I am a 29 year old wife to a great hubby and a SAHM to the coolest 2 1/2 year old boy in the world. I shall call him Monkey-Boy. :) The title of my blog is "Stop it Mama!" because that's Monkey-boy's favorite phrase right now and I hear it at LEAST 209 times a day. He has a very large vocabulary, but this is the one thing I hear the most. When, oh when, will he start saying "I love you Mama!" instead?

I'm going to be 30 in November and I'm pretty much flipping out. I don't feel 30. I don't think I look 30. I definitely don't act 30. Yet, I'm going to turn 30. I guess you could say that I'm in a state of denial. I haven't lost the 80 pounds that I promised myself that I'd lose before my 30th birthday, but I did start working out a little. Of course, I said that I'd lose 80 pounds as one of my New Year's Resolutions. We all know how well those turn out.

I'd better scoot for now. Hubby should be coming home soon with supper and Monkey-boy is happily sitting, eating raisins and watching Clifford. Life is pretty good. All I need are some Ho-Ho's! :)