Casey on the Case AKA Mommy Extraordinaire

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April 2012

-- Just in Case You're Still Interested in My Life…

-- Meet Mini-Me, Drama King, and Hand-to-Mouth AKA My Husband's Three Offspring

-- Dinner With My Dad and EB #3

-- Such a Man

-- Chalk Monsters

-- Hubby's Birthday!

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Such a Man

Monday, April 9

Okay, I know that this has got to be a man thing. It's practically epidemical the way men simply DO NOT LISTEN. At least, not actively. They have selective hearing. I imagine that to Chester, I sometimes sound like that teacher, you know. From Charlie Brown? The one that goes um…mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah and you can't understand what he/she is saying?

Now, I can see how that's perfectly understandable because I'll just come right out and say it: I can be a control freak and a nag, so I'm pretty sure that most evenings when he comes home from work, the last thing he wants to hear is my mouth when I'm upset about something that he didn't do.

But in this case, he could have avoided a whole lot of drama from me (yet I still wonder where Adam gets his dramatic tendencies from) and had a nice, peaceful evening.

I called Chester at work and told him that I needed him to stop by the store and pick up some more sippy cups for Matty, Cream of Wheat, and those little scent pearls for the disposal in the sink because my Lord, it smelled so terrible the other day, let me tell ya.

I went in the kitchen yesterday and it smelled like sour milk and fish sticks. Of course, Chester denied smelling anything, but I know better. We put everything down that disposal.

Anyway, I told Chester that I wanted him to pay with the cash I won from this crazy contest in the NY Times. It was something to the effect of quirky trivia, and I won. It was a small prize, only twenty bucks, but I figured, hey, I'll take it.

Now I carry cash, but Chester doesn't so I put the twenty in his wallet so he wouldn't forget.

Well, he came home and his hands were empty and I was completely flabbergasted. I asked him what happened to going to the store, and he looked at me like I had ten heads. I reminded him that I asked him to go to the store earlier this afternoon and he gave me this blank stare and it was clear that when I called him, he had been distracted. I should have known when he said 'Sure honey.' He never calls me honey.

He always calls me sweetie and I call him babe.

I asked him what happened and he said he didn't remember any mention of the store. Then I asked him what happened to the twenty bucks I gave him and he said he used it to buy lunch for the squad. At that point I was quite upset that he didn't listen to me at all. I mean, my words literally went through one ear and out the other.

It's not like I'm naïve or anything like that. I know that sometimes, there are going to be cases that take up a lot of his time, energy and concentration. I know because I used to work for SVU, so I understand that happens.

But.

I'm his wife. And there's something to be said about the times where he can't even stop for a moment and consciously listen to what I have to say, even if it's just an 'I love you.' I'm not blaming him, it's just a bit annoying.

But Chester's sweet though. He apologized and now he's at the store for me.

God, I love that man.

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Chalk Monsters

Thursday, April 12

My Kids + chalk ONE BIG MESS

I've bought the kids sidewalk chalk before and they've never made as big a mess that they've made this afternoon. They made a mess on themselves and me.

Of course when Chester got home he thought the driveway, the sidewalk and the steps to our front porch were beautiful, but he doesn't even know half the story.

Samantha decided that she wanted to smash up some of the chalk and put the pieces in water because she thought she was making watercolors. I was okay with it at first because I'm thinking what could she possibly do with that, you know? But her and Adam's inventive little minds decided that they'd make themselves and Matty just a little cuter than what they already are. First she took the little paint brushes and she started painting on her little brothers, then she and Adam started putting chalk on each other's faces and Matthew's face and my face.

After about thirty minutes, they got to rolling around in the chalk dust and putting their chalky little hands all over me. They made nice pictures of rainbows, our house, of themselves, and Matthew just made colorful lines.

The best part of the day was just seeing their happy little faces.

It was a perfect day to be outside. It was nice and sunny and not too hot, not too cold.

I love my kids so much because they always make me realize how much I really want this life: being a wife, being a mother. This life is always what I wanted.

Do I love being chalked up?

Heck yeah!

I swear, chalk was everywhere. All over me, all over the kids.

Matty took it a step further and began to try and eat the chalk like it was candy. It was so funny because when he first stuck the chalk into his mouth, he scrunched up his little face and shook his head and I thought that perhaps he wouldn't do it again, but I guess he thought about it for a moment because then he stuck out his tongue and then the chalk took its rightful place back in his mouth.

Adam followed suit and began to lick his fingers.

I stopped them both, of course.

Samantha poured the chalk water all over her brothers and Adam splashed chalk water all over her.

Afterward, we all went inside and they immediately went to the bath tub. It was a great afternoon, but never have I been so grateful for naptime.

Naptime Mommy time.

I took a hot shower, washed my hair, and then I plopped on the couch and indulged in those chocolate marshmallow cakes. So good.

For a treat, I made them my French Fry casserole which is their favorite, but I only make it maybe once a month because it is so full of grease and fat…it's disgustingly good and Chester and the kids love it.

Samantha and Adam helped me make it. Sam kept giving Matty little pieces of French fry and of course, Matty accepted.

It was embarrassing though because I was making funny faces and dancing like I'm retarded for my kids, who were laughing it up, and of course, Chester walked in and there I was cross-eyed and sticking my tongue out and shaking my slightly out of shape goodies like a crazy person and Sam didn't even warn me.

Usually I'm all dressed and pretty for hubby when he gets home, but today I was in my robe, had frizzy, wavy damp hair and acting crazy to boot.

Good thing Chester's not shallow. He gave me a pretty hot kiss and I told him later. Which is now.

Today was a really great day.

Nighty-night!

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Hubby's Birthday!

Friday, April 13

I am SO excited! Today is my hubby's birthday and I can't wait until tonight! He has to work today, which is a major bummer, but I worked around it. I planned a little weekend get away for his birthday this year and it is going to be so unbelievably great. I found this great bread and breakfast in upstate New York and it is gorgeous! It's a surprise, so I'm going to tell him where we're going over dinner.

On top of that surprise, I have another, slightly X-rated surprise for him too.

But I'll get to that later.

Anyway, Chester's been kind of stressed lately so I thought it would be good for him and for us to get away for a couple of days. No kids, no work, no stress. Just peace and quiet, and hopefully lots of sex.

I'm surprised that I was able to keep a secret for so long! I'm proud of myself.

Anyway, the kids and I are going to make special cupcakes, each of us with our own little special decoration on it, and then they're going to make their own birthday cards for their daddy. They are so excited and I can't wait to get them started.

I can't believe my husband's 38.

Just two years shy of the big 4-oh and it's so funny. People always tell us that we still look thirty, which is a great compliment.

Some people get very conscientious of their age and how they look, but I like my lines. I mean, I've nothing against looking good as one gets older, but I'm not freaking out when I see a wrinkle. Wrinkles are like a rite of passage, it's symbolic of wisdom and experience. Even though Chester is 38, he still looks damn good to me and I'm willing to make more beautiful babies with him I am that hot for him, right now even as I'm writing this post!

(Fanning myself) Okay.

Birthdays in our house are always great. In fact, it's not only birthdays, its holidays and celebrations too. With the exception of Halloween. People think we're weird because we don't celebrate Halloween. All the other children on our street and in the neighborhood do, and so they just pass right on by our house. Truth be told, I stopped celebrating Halloween when I was maybe fifteen or sixteen. I thought it was silly.

Chester doesn't celebrate it because he never celebrated it as a kid, so…

But it's no big deal. Our kids aren't missing out on anything but rotten teeth.

Every other holiday is fair game though. Christmas, Easter, New Years etc…but our birthdays are the absolute best. While I'm willing to freely admit that yes, Chester and I did go a little overboard on Matthew's birthday, but it was so fun and Matty had the best time. He is a happy little boy. Nothing can get him down.

God, I can't believe how excited I am about tonight! Especially since his very special gift from me is the appearance of Dirty Cowgirl.

It's a little game we play once every…I don't know, maybe three to four months because we really have to plan for it, it's that elaborate, but still fun.

I know what you're thinking.

We've got to keep our love life spicy somehow! I like to think we still have a pretty exciting sex life, even after three children. I mean, don't get me wrong, sometimes we're both way too tired to do anything, but when the spirit moves us, it's pretty hot.

Why am I posting about my sex life with my husband? Dear Jesus…

So, in a nutshell, today's going to be filled with cupcakes, kisses, lovely kids, and (best part)…one proud and happy hubby!

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