M&M Mama

Little Boys are the Sweetest

2011-03-23T07:49:00.000-07:00

From day one, my baby boy has been the sweetest little man I know.

Nevermind the dirt on his face he is a boy...however,

He loves to cuddle and gives hugs and kisses on demand.

So sweet and kind (most of the time) to his baby sister...even lets her borrow his hats

All the store associates love him because when they tell us bye, my son has to blow kisses to them.

He blows kisses to everyone...

But a couple days ago, MJ did something so sweet and kind for me...

He drew a picture for me for the very first time.

It looks a little something like this...

He came running up with a million dollar smile and said, "mama, i drawed you a piture"

"you did?!" I beamed.

"Yeah! See!?"

"What is it?" I asked.

"um, .... a circle! "

You know the rule of thumb...when a kid draws a picture...it is what they say it is. That is the best looking circle I ever saw. I love my little man!

Mellow Yellow

2011-03-21T12:36:00.000-07:00

Guess who's Eight Months?

My baby girl is growing, growing, growing.

She has discovered that she likes the Mickey Mouse Hotdog Dance just as much as her brother...

Recently she has discovered a love for sun bathing...

Exploring the wild outdoors...

And crying when things don't go her way...

Keep on keeping on beautiful girl!

Mama loves your beautiful self!

Lunch with the Waltons

2011-03-09T11:35:00.000-08:00

I think individual time with each child each day is important.

I got to cuddle MJ for almost two whole years before adding another one in the mix, so I think it is important that Molly gets Molly time...but also that MJ still has his time to shine.

Of course we play all day anyways and I do stay home all day...but I want Matthew to know that I still have time for just him and me.

So my routine lately has been this...

Feed Molly lunch early...put her down for her nap...make MJ and I lunch...and eat together on the living room couch while we watch The Waltons.

We love the Walton family...I sometimes wish I could live their life...walk to town, walk to church, go fishing in the creek right by their house, ride around in old timey trucks, ride a mule, say goodnight John Boy...

Ester and Zeb, well I hope one day that will be Robert and I.

What a nice quiet down to earth life that would be.

And MJ...he loves the Waltons too...Olivia got a perm today, her hair was super curly and I quote him by saying "oh mommy she got spikes" hahaha. He also noted that they were walking to church...and said "I go to church to play..." Well sort of son...after we have meeting he enjoys playing with all his friends. Ah, the friends a little boy can make by running up and saying rawr!

Then as the hour long show winds down we snuggle in the recliner and I rock my baby boy to sleep. Then he takes his afternoon nap, I have some quiet time to myself, then Molly and I play together when she wakes up.

Thank You Lord for the wonderful opportunity to see my children grow each day...and thank you my wonderful husband for working so hard to allow me to stay home. I know I have the better end of the deal, even when you add labor and delivery into it...I come out on top...

I have riches, not in the form of money, in the form of a loving Father in heaven, a gorgeous kind family, and a roof over my head.

A Little Girl's Heart

2011-03-07T11:53:00.000-08:00

A Little Girl's Heart

Author: Reginald Holmes

A little girl's heart must be wide and deep,
To hold all the things that she likes to keep;
A curly-haired doll that holds out its hands
And walks and talks when occasion demands.

A bright colored bow, her favorite book,
A little toy stove that really will cook;
A gay, cheery song, to sing when she's glad,
A corner to hide in, (when she's been bad).

There is plenty of room for the girl next door
And the blue silk dress in the downtown store;
A soft fluffy kitten with playful charms
And a welcome spot in her mother's arms.

"Bless Tarie"

2011-03-04T21:08:00.000-08:00

Dinner and Bedtime prayers with MJ are priceless.

His prayers generally center around the same people...and usually go like this...

"Bless Mama"

"Bless Dada"

(the order of the above depends on who his favorite parent is at the time...)

Some days he includes...

"Bless Papa"

"Bless...Grammy"

"Bless Nana"

"Bless...Papa"

Some days he goes more in depth...

"Bless Mamy"

"Bless Sam"

"Bless Sakari"

Once he blessed uncle James...and once he even blessed Roger...a man that works for Stanley and Janie. Roger got blessed because he found Zeus and Apollo one night

Anyways. The point to my story is here lately...he always has to say...

"Bless Tarie."

Now the funny thing about this is, he can finish the complete prayer...drop holding hands with Robert and I...then say...oh...I have to bless Tarie...so we join hands and bow our heads again to bless Aunt Carrie (Tarie). She must be a pretty special gal.

Carrie I hope you are feeling all the extra blessings MJ is sending your way!

You even got blessed twice at dinner tonight.

There is nothing sweeter than little kids praying and learning about God.

We're going to Papas!

2011-02-27T19:35:00.000-08:00

Quick...grab your toy story suitcase and throw some clothes in...we are going to Papa's house...

In two weeks.

We have been anticipating this trip for a month...and MJ always insist everyday that we are going to Papa's in two weeks.

He even went as far as to pack his very own suitcase "all by myself mom"

So what does a two year old need for said trip to Papas?

hmmm...

One Blue Shirt...with hanger

One Pair Green Sweatpants...

one pair checkered dress socks...and one pair 'unnawears'

He is so ready...now he just has to wait...two weeks. Hope he is still excited when we start the seven hour trip!

Don't worry...I will tweak his suitcase a little...add a few extras...maybe even a toothbrush.

blame it on Barney

2011-02-25T12:23:00.000-08:00

I don't know what to do...

Actually all I can do is laugh.

Because...

MJ sings now...

A couple weeks ago, it was whispered "animals on the farm" in church...

but since his week long interest in watching Barney...

it has escalated to full on loud as you can singing.

He opens the church book, nevermind that he sometimes has it upside down and is still "singing" from it...I guess he just thinks he is that good (being able to read upside down...or read for that matter)

Last night, Molly was her usual protesting evening church self...all I got to hear in church was the first song...but it was priceless

Can't even remember the song but I couldn't even sing it much because I was trying to control myself and not laugh out loud.

MJ sure thought he knew the words...I do remember it having Jesus in it...that is probably the only word he sung right.

I hated to shhh the little man, because, he wasn't really doing anything wrong. Just trying to sing like everyone else. I suppose one day it will all make since and not sound so mumbled...

One time I did try to shh him and he says...out loud..."NO I am singing" I about lost it.

So if my child is in church with you...try not to worry too much...Poor man is learning. He will catch on one day. Just blame it on Barney...and of course, growing up. They learn by example, so I guess he is catching on...which is a good thing.

they call her the wanderer

2011-02-21T09:14:00.000-08:00

Greetings Friends!

So glad you could stop by for a visit!

In todays news...

The Princess is on the move...

She follows me around everywhere!

She is thrilled she has found her "wings"...

No place is out of reach...unless it is up off the floor.

She has conquered the coffee table tunnel...

What's this they call a laundry room? How exciting...

Believe me dear one, one day this room will NOT be exciting

UNLESS...you have a lucky day and find $25 in the dryer like mommy did today!

She was even thrilled to explore the bathroom to check out daddy's handy work on installing a cut off valve.

yep, good job daddy!

Crawl like the wind little one...the world is yours, go explore and have fun!

Just always remember where your home is.

Too fast little man

2011-02-15T14:42:00.000-08:00

sigh...i mean big heavy sigh....

how come time flies?

Last year on this exact date...my son looked a little something like this...

and the year before...something like this...

cute. baby-ish, chubby cheeked fella.

but today.

My tiny 7 lb 9 oz little baby boy looks like this...

I know. I am starting to see a little boy...not a toddler, not a baby...but a boy.

sigh. i mean BIG sigh.

One day. He will be mowing with daddy's John Deere tractor...

He will be driving a REAL car...

and he will be working at a REAL job.

Time is going so fast...so very, VERY fast...

SLOW DOWN LITTLE BOY!

I don't want you to get too big on me!

Tricia In Wonderland

2011-02-11T21:21:00.000-08:00

If you haven't heard...we went to France...

No. no. no.

That is wrong...

If you haven't heard...we stayed in the French Hen Cabin...In Guthrie

It was beautiful.

We had a candlelit dinner, danced a little, soaked in the jaccuzzi, and talked...

Big people talk...no talking about diapers, no wiping noses, no bubble baths ...No eating plastic chicken nuggets, or playing cars or tractors

Important talk that makes you appreciate each other, and remember why you are so crazy in love.

I think it had been exactly two years since our last getaway...well overdue...perfectly amazing in every way.

I do love my children...but 24 hours...with my husband...in a beautiful cabin in the snow blanketed woods...priceless.

Round Robin

2011-02-06T00:37:00.000-08:00

2:09 AM

Yes, yes I know weird time to be writing a blog...even weirder...MJ playing McDonalds.

Yes, I know what you are thinking...WHAT!

Me too! But I give up. I don't know what else to do. I have been playing round robin with two teething children.

The first sign of trouble was when MJ started in at midnight crying, being the adoring mother I am, I quickly went to his rescue...and have been at his beckon call ever since. First I layed with the little man for a bit...thought I would just grab a pillow and snuggle up with him and he would drift off to dream land, then I would very slyly sneak my way out of his bed and slip into my own...WRONG

He has a horrible cough...kind of annoying if you are an innocent neighbor minding your own business in your crib...Enter crying baby #2...she was probably thinking.."excuse me sir, I do need my beauty sleep sometime tonight!"

So thus started my back and forth between their rooms...get one kid settled down, the other one starts in, get them calmed down, the the first one again...back and forth...did I mention we started at midnight?

So...after snuggling, getting water, rocking, eating yogurt, eating cereal (kid wanted cereal then took one measly bite, I had to eat the rest of it), Here we are...wide awake, well unfortunately awake, MJ just came and asked for a fruit snack...Poor guys eyes are watered from being so tired. At his request we are now watching cartoons. Little Bear is on at two...I like Little Bear

I will admit...this would under NO circumstances be considered a normal acceptable scenario...but the kid is teething...been in pain and having a fever off and on for four days now...so I will make an exception...It is not like the poor man could get decent sleep coughing like he has been...we tried.

My hopes...In an hour (or sooner) he will get so tired, he will curl up here in the recliner with me and fall asleep. Cease coughing, and we will snuggle the rest of the night. Robert will walk in to find us peacefully asleep in the chair, he will think...hmmm...she must have had a rough night. Guess I will make that "purdy" darling wife of mine a nice warm breakfast, then send her off to bed while I take care of our two sick kiddos while she gets her beauty rest.

OK...quit laughing...a girl can dream

Generally we would share this responsibility but Robert has a migraine...Note...he did let me turn in early the other night, when I myself had a headache, so I am trying to let him get some sleep so he too can get rid of his.

some unknown facts about molly

2011-02-04T14:23:00.000-08:00

Molly Abigail Dobbs

was named after her Great Grandma (Molly Annis Dobbs) Wierd, but I didn't know Grandma's first name was really Molly until one day in the car Robert and I were going over baby names...the second I heard Molly...I just knew it would be the perfect name for her. (if we were to have a her)

Some Random Facts about Molly

Nicknames include but are not limited to...Snugglebug, Moosie, Princess, Sweetheart, and Molls

She is half a year old...yes one half of a whole year ;)

She weighs in at a whoppin' 16.02 lbs.

She loves to eat solid food...if it is in her reach...watch out!

She sleeps all night long. Just started doing that within the last couple weeks. I am not complaining though :)

She hates pacifiers...will NOT take them and strongly dislikes when you try to make her...she does however love to suck her thumb while she goes to sleep. Yes I know a lot of people are against thumb sucking...but how cute does she look? And I never ever have to worry about her loosing her thumb.

Her activities include... crawling, eating, sitting up, and playing with MJ.

She seems like such a serious girl...doesn't smile as easily as her brother...

but when she does smile...it melts your heart.

She has her daddy's eyes...

and her mama's sense of humor!

Matthew is considered to be my "easy" child. Molly...well I consider her to be my "super easy" child. She is my angel girl!

The Magic Hand Kiss

2011-02-02T13:09:00.000-08:00

I don't want to brag...but I have a very magical hand kiss... It can fix anything wrong with MJ. Instantly calm any boo boo just by kissing his hand. For example...today...

My son...being the horrible driver he is, crashed....

and rolled his vehicle...NOTE...he doesn't have four wheel drive on this thing! It cannot drive up the tv stand.

In this scenario...he came up to me crying because he hurt his back...

Anywho...Mommy just happened to be playing with her camera and caught this kodak moment just at the right time. Perfectly executed unplanned stunt to prove my point...Mommy's hand kiss

It makes everything better. No matter the size of the boo boo...ankle, toe, foot, arm, head...well you get the point, a kiss on the hand makes it all better!

Thank you mommy! (he is blowing me a kiss bye) ready to ride again!

I'll have s"more"

2011-02-01T18:13:00.000-08:00

Smores...great idea if you have all the ingredients.

Chocolate...check, marshmallows...check...graham crackers...uh-oh!

So being the good wife and mother, I think to myself, Maybe I could make some graham crackers...so...

Chocolate...check

Marshmallows...check

Graham Crackers...check

MJ was excited...

Robert was excited....

Ok...Ok...Maybe I was a little excited too.

Anywho...snowed inside all day together...we had a pretty swell time. Played Play-doh, farmer, tractors, dinosaurs, scary monster, oohed and aahed to Molly, and watched her crawl. Ate biscuits and gravy for breakfast and some deer chili for dinner. Molly loves biscuits and gravy, guess she fits right in

It was a good day in the Dobbs home, I love snow days!

An Eleven o' Clock Grocery Run

2011-01-30T22:29:00.000-08:00

Ah, facebook...who says it is a bad thing? How else would I have known about this up and coming "blizzard"? So, I saw a ''few" posts about snow coming...then a post about a foot of snow...well that caught my attention and I checked the weather...YIKES! It was true...And you know how the news channels like to ham up the situation...
So, I had two choices. #1...my gut instinct...go tonight. Yes I looked at the clock, saw it was eleven p.m. I had already showered and was snug in bed but...choice #2 seemed worse...go tomorrow with two kids, when everyone else and their mama's would go...and fight someone off with the diaper bag over the last loaf of bread and the last gallon of milk. So I got dressed and went to the store.
The STORE...well, I have always thought the "new" Crest to be a pretty nice grocery store, never seen one so "purdy"...I am from a small town. Anywho, this well organized colorful store was a mess! Here is my composed list of stuff I noticed missing...Yogurt. The whole case was empty...have you seen how much yogurt they generally have? Onions. Wierd but true...not a single onion in the store. I myself went prepared to purchase one...but didn't. Bread. The whole aisle dedicated to bread...pretty much empty. Boneless chicken. I didn't see this for myself but I heard a lady ask, and the stocker boy confirmed they were out of boneless chicken. Beans..You wanna make some chili eh? So does everyone else in OKC. I myself was tramatized when I saw they had no red kidney beans...but low and behold when I looked at the boxes sitting on the floor, I saw the label said red kidney beans...so I helped myself...luckily someone had already had the same idea so I didn't have to open the box. Chili Seasoning...well this time...(I had to open the box) I made sure no one was looking!
So I am sure you get the picture on the store thing which brings me to my last and final topic...the short straw. Why did mommy have to go to the store and not daddy? Daddy says " You will do a better job and get more stuff that we could actually use" Yeah I bought that mumble :) The deal was...he would stay behind and clean the fridge out while I went to the store, then he would very graciously carry in all the groceries when I arrived home. Welp. I carried in all the groceries, he fell asleep. But I forgive him because he did work 80 hours this past week and went all the way to Georgia and back! I love that guy!
So two honeybuns, a glass of milk, and a blog later I am going to bed to see what kind of day we have tomorrow. Sorry so jumbled...it is LATE!

You could call it a "greasy" situation

2011-01-29T11:36:00.000-08:00

Let's start off by saying...Mommy isn't busy enough...she doesn't have near enough things to do. That is why my two darling children pulled their little brains together to help me out this morning. It goes a little something like this...

MJ, the growing little chap he is has been eating everything in his path. We can eat breakfast, (he finishes more oatmeal than the rest of us), then moves on to his first morning snack, then his second, then his third...the kid could eat all day. So this morning when he grabbed the bag of chips...I did not object. I was too busy cleaning the kitchen and making beds to worry about him munching on a couple chips.

After I was satisfied with my morning cleanup, I went to fetch my handsome little man some clothes and proceeded to get him dressed back in his room....MEANWHILE...

Molly, my SWEET, INNOCENT baby girl, decides she too must have a snack, sees that MJ has conveniently left her the bag of potato chips just a few leaps out of reach, crawls her little self over there, (crawl meaning get up on her hands and feet and lunge forward) and dumps the whole bag of chips out onto the floor...and proceeds to roll in them.

Greasy potato chips all over my lovely smelling daughter...but at my house...you do the crime....you do the time!

No, Daddy at the airport

2011-01-28T20:47:00.000-08:00

Daddy has been at the airport since Wednesday! Well, that is according to the mind of my brilliant little buddy ;) I guess two year olds cannot comprehend much more than the facts. So for the past few days when MJ asks me where Daddy is and I say, "He is at work" he very bluntly corrects me. "NO, daddy at the airport."
Yes, he knows the basics of what is going on, but I don't know how much he understands it enough to put it all together. But everytime I take this kid to the bathroom he has to recite the story to me, and it goes like this...

MJ: Daddy at the airport
Me: Yes
MJ: Daddy fly in the sky
Me: Yes
MJ: Daddy in Georgia
Me: Well you get the idea...
MJ: he fixing the computer, it is broke so daddy has to fix it...

So far, he doesn't seem too worried about when dear old daddy will be back...he is just happy to know that daddy is at the airport and that is ok with him. Meanwhile mommy has been going none stop...we went to Walmart and stopped for pizza one night...even went in and ate...just me and my two kids. I know strangers are probably staring saying why doesn't that lady just get her pizza and take it home...but this mama needs some "out" time...time away from this humble abode. Anywho...with a trip to the zoo today and movie and popcorn night we have stayed pretty busy, and tomorrow mama gets a break when Nana and Papa take MJ to some kind of boat and fish show>? I think Molly and I will get some retail therapy in and we will anxiously await the arrival of my dear husband.

What is so terrible about twos?

2011-01-26T21:32:00.000-08:00

My entire life all I have heard about the two year old stage is how difficult and awful it is. "oh just wait until they turn two" "those terrible twos..." Welp, my darling son has been two for almost five months now and I haven't witnessed anything terrible. I find the "twos" to be fun and adventureous.

I guess I can see where some people may have their "turnoffs" for two year olds...those who don't like cleaning up spilt milk, or finding smooshed raisins on the bottom of a sock, toys spread every which direction you look...

Who doesn't like watching little kids dance around in their superhero "unnawears"?

So you may never get a decent picture of the kid actually looking at the camera and smiling...but the "twos" are my favorite so far...and I wouldn't trade a minute of this phase for anything!

The Perfect Lady.

2011-01-26T09:26:00.000-08:00

Good girls are hard to come by these days...so I am starting to train Molly very young. So that one day...she will be The Perfect Catch... A lady must be modest...

Have Beautiful Hair...

Be mild tempered....

And not snore...or hog the bed...

And of course she is a good cook!

One day my little baby girl will be the perfect wife!