The Chazz Lately: Edition IV

The FAB Fam has been up to a lot during the past two weeks.

So much, in fact, that I haven’t been able to write, eat, sew, do dishes, shop, ANYTHING! Except run home from work, cuddle with my boys for a few, maybe eat, and pass out. Just in time to do it all over again.

This edition of The Chazz Lately is going to be a little about what we have all been up to!

*SORRY if it’s a little rambl-y. Our water heater’s electrical panel thingy decided to catch on fire this morning, and I’m pretty sure I’m a little loopy on plastic fumes… Moving on…*

For me, work has been busy INSANE. Bridal season is in full force. On top of that, I organized a bridal fashion show for the Expo. AND IT ROCKED! It was so good, in fact, I even got a raise. WOOHOO! And since then, we’ve been flooded with bridal appointments. {I guess watching all those runnway shows on YouTube has really been worth it :-P}

But what really takes the cake is that the 6 major schools in our area all decided to schedule Prom on the same night, which means all 10 billion obnoxious high schoolers are in the shop to be measured and order tux’s. DAILY.

And every question you ask them is answered with “I Don’t Know.” How do you not know what color vest you want??? {Dad, I know I went through that phase and I just want to say I’m sorry and I admire you, because it is utterly annoying, and I don’t yet have that patience. ::scoff::} I haven’t lost it on any of them yet, so we’re doing good.

In short:
This mama is exhausted. Having fun. But exhausting fun.

As for Roman, he is still adjusting to working nights…. It’s a bummer for all of us, but as he says “You gotta do what ya gotta do.”
Isn’t that the truth? 🙂

Roman also had another seizure a couple weeks ago. LAME.

After the first one, the doctors said he would never have another, and now this is the third one and getting more frequent.

Lack of sleep and energy drinks are the only common things we’ve found so far, so I’ve cut him off from all things caffeine. And he’s been better about sleeping during the day.

On the funner side of things, Roman talked me into getting Kinect for his XBOX. Which at first I thought would be annoying but has really turned out to be fun. It requires you to move around to play the video games and even has educational and workout games. Yay ZUMBA!

We had a little game marathon last night after Chazz went to bed, and wow did I wake up sore.

As for The Chazz Man.
Wow, he has turned into quite a little man the last few weeks.

He walks all around.
Carrying stuff. Big stuff!
He sorts laundry for me. (Ok more like un-sorts, but the help is still appreciated.)
Chazz prefers to feed himself now.
In fact, he wants to do most anything himself. Remember in the last edition I talked about him turning the page by himself? Well times that by 10 because he won’t even let me sit next to him and read the words to him… He is on a little bit of an independence streak!
Even nap time has become less of a battle.

As it turnes out, he IS my kid and just loves technology… I don’t dare pull out my laptop infront of the kid or he is hot on my tail. Or should I say lap?
He’s even figured out how to delete apps off of my Ipod when nobody is looking.

The Future of Apple, In His Hands

As far as his child care goes: He is doing so good! I drop him off with no tears (on both ends) and when I pick him up, he is a happy little clam. He is usually playing away, not even noticing I’m there.

And we’re pretty sure he said her name the other day at breakfast. I asked if he was ready to go hang out with Emily and he mumbled something like “Emily” and then yelled “YA!!”
It makes it a little easier knowing he likes her too.

When we get home, he turns into a little cuddle bug though. Which we love, because for a while there I never thought he would sit still long enought to cuddle with me ever again. I’m soaking up all of these cuddle moments that I can. One day he’ll be a teenager and I might not even get hugs.

Here are my guys, cuddling away:

The Guys Snuggling

What a crazy, fast, exhausting last few weeks! Hopefully we will all settle into this new routine… I think we’ve all been feeling out of our element.

And since I got a new laptop (Thanks Mom and Dad!) and a pretty new Canon DSLR camera (Thanks Income tax credit!) you can bet on lots of fun posts and prettyful pictures. I’m addicted to clicking away, I even pulled it out during breakfast at IHOP today to snap a few quick ones of Chazz being a turkey.

Syrup Is the New Hair Gel

Until next week! {we hope 🙂 }


The Snot So Funny Business Of Boogies


Are gross.

Final answer.

And I knew long before I was a mother that I would not be that mother of the kid with snot running down his face 24/7.

For goodness sakes grab a Kleenex for the kid.

That is not going to be my kid.
I won’t let it happen!

The snotty nosed look just doesn’t suit him…

I’m sure it all stems from my booger phobia which started in 3rd grade. This icky kid Alex, that sat by me and his repulsive nose-picking habits have pretty much scarred me.

The whole epic grossness of the situation has created a mass fear and forever influenced my reaction to of all things booger related.

It’s snot funny.
(ok I had to throw that in there)

Even the word makes me cringe. Like clench-my-teeth cringe complete with a sour face. ::shudder::

My kid will NOT be an Alex.

Wiping gobs under fellow classmates’ desks, just waiting for an unsuspecting finger to brush it.


I’m so grossed out by it, I can’t even believe it’s going to have it own tag on MY blog.

But the reality of it all is that my sweet toddler, the one who would never have that problem, has turned into, well, that boy.

I don’t know how it started.
It all happened so fast…
One minute he was a normal boy,
and the next, he was just

But I’ve got to put a stop to it.

All of the boogers, gobby nose, and picking has GOT TO STOP!

Where does it all come from?
That’s a lot of snot from one tiny cute button nose.

And the kid won’t even let me near him with a tissue. It’s like he LIKES it!??

Dear Lord please tell me this is just a phase…
A short phase.
So I can cuddle my booger-free boy again.

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Introducing: {Web Cam Wednesday}

For my birthday my parents gave me this sweeeeet laptop:


Sweet right?! I love how easy it is to blog on a laptop instead of mobile. I LOVE LOVE LOVE the webcam 🙂 And since I’ve been trying it out, I’ve learned that Chazz loves the web cam too! The kid just loves having his picture taken. The little ham!

So I decided to add a little fun meme of my own called Web Cam Wednesday. Every week (OK, I’m aiming for every week) I will post a web cam picture with Chazz. Who knows, maybe we will work up to a vlog, if I can get him to stay still long enough 🙂

Right after breakfast this morning, Chazz and I hung out in his playroom and took a few pics. while i hatew that Roman works nights, I do love that chazz and I have our early morning cuddle time. Snuggles in bed, bonding, playing with cars in his playroom. So here is my favorite form this morning. We’re just playing and hanging out in our PJ’s, waiting for “DaDa’s” arrival. {I’m still getting all of the settings right, and it was right out of bed kids, my hair is a mess! But enjoy the extreme cuteness that is Chazz.}


Big-ish Boy Bath

The newborn-toddler tub just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Chazz’s limbs were practically coming out of each corner. But I don’t think he was quite ready to be in the “tub” tub yet. Too vast and dangerous for my liking. And when we tried it out, I don’t think Chazz enjoyed it either.

So it was off to Target (any excuse to go!) to find a solution. We found this super awesome inflatable rubber ducky tub. We hoped it would be the perfect middle-ground.

And after tonight’s bath, I’m almost certain it is. 🙂

Chazz and The Ducky Tub

Chazz and The Ducky Tub

Isn’t he adorable?!?
Quack Quack

He laughs when it quacks!

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Day Three: Beautiful Disaster

The first two days of dropping Chazz off at daycare (and the whole daycare experience, really…) went a lot better than I had anticipated.

But morning number three? Was a disaster.

Chazz is too smart for his own my good. He knew the moment we pulled up exactly where we were and why.

And friends? He stuck to me like Velcro. Like super glue. Like white on rice…

And my boy was NOT letting go of me for dear life. He clung to my leg and cried a pitiful cry.

Insert panic.

I was already running late. My mind was a little more than flustered, and leaving Chazz there knowing he was crying would have made me feel aweful.

The look on his little face was heartbreaking. He has it down to an art. And I could have caved right then and there, called in to work, and spent the day cuddling, yet full of guilty.

I think the sitter knew I was on the verge of something, so she swept his cute little butt right up and distracted Chazz with a toy car.

Just long enough for me to sneak right out the door and off to work like a good girl!

And when I came to pick him up at the end of the day? He was right on her lap, snuggled in, watching a movie. (You know, he never sits still to cuddle with me… Sigh, toddlerhood)

And just when I thought I had been replaced… He walked across the room and right into this Mama’s arms.

And all of the panic and guilt I held in all day was instantly lifted. Gone.

Just a proud mama and her little man!

I think this is all going to work out just fine.

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Quick update:

Chazz and I both lived through his first day of daycare.

There were no breakdowns on my half, although at one point I thought I would lose it if I didn’t go get him, so I picked him up a little early. 🙂

Chazz only cried for a couple minutes after I left. (yes, I stood outside and listened…) But Emily had Chazz back to laughing in no time.

He even napped for her for over an hour and a half. Ya, I’m a little jealous! But of course, they always do stuff like that for everyone but their parents, right?!

Emily reported that Chazz ate like a champ while he was there, napped well, and got along with the other little boy.

She did mention that he hated having his diaper changed. (why yes, yes he does!) so I gave her a tip to let him stand up during or chase him around afterwards.

Silly boy, he has never been o e to sit through an entire diaper change.

Overall, I think it went great.

Chazz seemed comfortable… Emily seemed comfortable… I left feeling somewhat comfortable…

And I would call that a success!

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Daycare Isn’t A Crime, I’m Just A Coward

Chazz Man will be heading on an adventure all his own Wednesday. He starts his first day of “daycare.”

{I prefer the term “nanny.” Because it sounds less scary. Like I’m not dropping my kid off with someone I only barely know. The anxiety is GETTING TO ME.}

In related news: Mommy is going to have a breakdown tomorrow. I try not to ::hyperventilate:: when I think about it but COME ON!!

There is most likely a tear-filled panic attack in my new future.

I didn’t exactly picture someone else taking care of my kiddo.
But we have to make this work.

We like the idea that Chazz won’t be at some drop-off center with a bunch of runny-nosed/obnoxious/distracting/sickly/bad-mannered/GERMY! kids.


This seems like a better fit for us.

It’s just Chazz, “Emily,” and another little 3 year old boy.

Cozy. I like cozy.

And the fact that he cried, no, BAWLED when we left her home after the interview makes me feel a little better.

At least he likes her. Right?


My list, in preperation? Is a mile long.

Extra this. Extra that. A favorite toy. A NANNY CAM.

Okay I’m a little kidding about that last one. Just know that if I had one handy… I would totally use it…
I’ll just have to re-park my car and peek in the windows…

Okay, again, mostly kidding.
Emily seemed great with Chazz. Playful, attentive, nurturing.
Second-best to yours truly.

And she is willing to help potty train when the time comes… SCORE!

All in all, this is almost like one big leap of faith for us. (Chazz just thinks it’s one big playdate lol. “Ooh! New Toys!”)

On one hand, I know he will be safe and in good hands. But on the other, he isn’t safe unless he is in MY good hands… Ya know?

Oh the internal conflict that comes with motherhood. You all should have warned me.!.

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