i loved the movie based on Nicolas Spark's book, The Notebook. i watched it several weeks ago and kept meaning to post something in here about it, but alas, i am just now getting to it.

i cried throughout the entire movie almost. when he told her the relationship was over is when it started. then towards the end when she remembered and then immediately forgot.....that is when i bawled. i felt like my heart had been ripped out. i don't think anything has ever made me cry quite like that.

heart attack central!!! mikhai decided to follow his aunt krys out of the living room into the formal room this weekend and i didn't think anything of it. until it got really quiet. i kinda thought that krys had taken him up the stairs with her because i didn't see him at the bottom of them where he normally is when he is trying to climb the stairs. i thought she took him with her, that is until i rounded the corner and see this little boy on about the fifth step and just'a truckin along to the next steps. when i called his name he stopped and turned his head toward me and gave me a "wha' mom?" and continued on. i climbed behind the little stink-pot as he worked his way all the way to the top. then when he got up there he just toddled off to krys' room. like that was the destination he had in mind the entire time.

my son is entirely too smart for his own good.

example: he is walking across the living room to his grama and there is a pillow in his way on the path that he is taking. most babies that i have watched will just plow right over the obsticle. not my son. he walked almost up to the pillow, stopped, walked sideways to get around it and then continued around the pillow.

another example: same situation, different obsticle. this time it was grama's leg in the way, and he was trying to get to grama! instead of flopping over her leg and crawling up to her from there, he walked around her leg and walked up to her from her front.

too smart for his own good.

it was so hot in the house that mikhai spent most of the day naked. mom and dad went out yesterday and bought some fans because they are going to be stubborn and not turn on the air. so there is a really high powered fan downstairs and it helps. except for the fact that it doesn't even touch my "assigned" seat in the living room. so while everyone else in the house is nice and cool and enjoying the breeze, i'm sweating my ass off. i have to sit in the middle of the floor to get any kind of relief. but that's not what has my panties in a twist.

last night mikhai and i were up until past midnight because he was bloody miserable. mikhai had fallen asleep in front of the fan that was downstairs and when i took him up to bed he started fussing within five minutes. just walking into our bedroom caused you to sweat. i tried to get him to go back to sleep for a few minutes to no avail. so we go downstairs to sit in front of the fan again. dad comes downstairs and asks me what i'm doing. i said it was too hot up there. "well it's gonna be unless you sit in front of that fan all night!" then he stormed off. good God almighty! you would think that i had been bitching all day and night and that he had finally had enough of me, but that was the first time i had said shit about the temperature. what REALLY pisses me off it that they (mom and dad) are sleeping under thick comforters because they not only have the ceiling fan (which is all that we have at the moment) and not one, but TWO damn oscillating fans pointed at their bed. they can sleep just fine, but mikhai and i are practically sleeping naked. if i wasn't worried about mikhai sleeping in his urine, i'd even take his diaper off! if i was a bitch i'd go stick him in their bed so that at least my poor baby could be comfortable and get some sleep. i don't mind being hot. i'll survive. but my son doesn't know how to live with something like that. all he knows is that he is miserable and he doesn't like it.

i picked mikhai up from ms.tee's yesterday and she handed me his blanket and said that it needed to be washed. earlier in the morning while she was fixing breakfast, mikhai was just talkin to himself and playing and she decided to check on him. well it's a good thing he did because he had done some dirty business and was playing with it. she said it was all up his back, in his hair on his hands, all over the blanket.....so needless to say he got a bath.

she told me that if it had been done at my sister's house that she probably would have put him in the tub clothes and all...then she would have thrown the clothes away. yeah, she would have. and sis, if you're reading this, don't shake your head because you know it's true.

yesterday my nephew was officialy adopted by my brother-in-law. he may not be mikey's biological father, but he's been that little boy's daddy since he was just a couple months old. the ceremony was short and sweet. my sister blubbered of course. the lawyer asked some questions of my sister, how long have you and this man been married? and he has been living with your son in the house for this length of time? the father has signed a legal affidavit removing himself and all his rights from this child's life? you agree that it is in the best interest of the child for this man to legally adopt him? do you object? (uh, no.) then the judge asked my BIL pretty much the same questions, then...do you object? (uh, no.) then he asked the group of us there if we objected...that was a strong NO.

to end it he said that is was his "plea....well not really a pleasure to terminate parental rights, but it is always a pleasure to approve an adoption" we all walked up onto his bench to get a group picture of the day and then as we were leaving he told one of the clerks "now back to the mundane tasks of our day" lol.

hehe, before the ceremony we were in the van waiting cuz we got there really friggin early and mikey was just bouncin off the sides of the van and driving his momma crazy! she told my BIL that after this morning he can never get away. my BIL said, um, i think i'm leaving now. (just jokingly of course)