Ki-yull

I know that this will be heart-breaking for some of you boys out there, but Wyndham has a boyfriend. His name is Ki-yull Shlff (Kyle Schaff). His stats? He's an older man- by 7 months, enjoys running, climbing and playing with his big bro. Brett. The love first blossomed at church during a rowsing rendition of "Deep and Wide".

Wyn's love for Kyle has deepened as the year has gone on--If you even MENTION the word "church" Wyn's comment is ALWAYS, "I wann'a go to chuch to see Ki-yull and De-jus" (Jesus).

Here are some highlights from a recent double date to the Grand Rapids Children's Museum Wyn and Ki-yull had with big brother Brett.

Here's the 3 examining a dead bird in a drain outside of the Museum. You can only guess that our lovebirds didn't even want to go INTO the museum at first. They were most content looking at the soggy carnage they had found in the fountain.
Mmmmm....

My cutie-patootie

A million chubby cheeks to smooch!

Get out of my dreams... Get into my car!

Why have one boyfriend when you can have 2?

Then end to a perfect date... Sharing banana slices and Elmo books. (Sigh)

Momheimer's Disease

So- perhaps it's because I have a lot of my mind these days, but I had one of the most forgetful shopping experiences of my life yesterday!

It started off easy enough- Wyn and I were going to meet Andrea and Noah (sis-in-law and nephew) at the mall. We let the kids play on the sweaty-feet infested climbing toys while we chatted. As we were getting ready to leave, I sat my purse on the stinky shoe bin just outside of the play area so that I could fasten Wyn's jelly shoes back on.

We ventured down to Bath and Body Works for their big summer sale, when a horrible feeling crept over me. I knew immediately that I had left my purse behind. Woops! I elbowed my way through all of the deal-crazed women and made it out of the store and back to the other end of the mall.

There it was- in all it's glory! My purse safe and sound. (Cue the angelic music and beam of light from above). I walked off the adrenaline as I went back to BABW. Whew! What luck! Everything was accounted for-money cards, etc.

I calmed myself down, and proceeded to push the stroller around the store, trying not to knock over any displays- I swear, there are some store that make it SO difficult to shop with your kids.

Andrea and I parted ways as Noah needed a nap, and I joined the mile-long line to check out my items. I paid quickly and turned to go, determined to make it out without banging into a shelf on the way out. Success!

I decided to forge ahead and go redeem a coupon I had from Hallmark- a free birthday photo album! Half way here, I heard someone screaming, "Miss! Miss"- I turned to see a Bath and Body works employee running toward me with the the bag of items I had purchased, but had left on the counter. Woops again! I said a few embarrassed words of thanks and went across Hallmark.

I love Hallmark not only because of their quaint gifts and cards, but because of their massive inventory of beanie babies and stuffed animals... NOT for ME of course!!! For Wyn!!! :)

Wyndham was beginning to get restless, so I handed over some fruit snacks as I check out. One of the employees struck up a conversation with Wyndham- "Does that taste good? Does it taste better when you eat the wrapper too?". I assumed that Wyn was nibbling on the fruit snack wrapper as she often does when she is done with a snack.

As we turned to go, I looked down only to see Wyndham gnawing on a large chocolate pecan candy she had swiped from a low shelf by the register! Wyndham-Sticky-Fingers-Ross! Hmmm... Those Hallmark people and their candy placement- very sneaky. $1.06 later, we were on our way.

I remembered that I also had a coupon for Victoria's Secret. Though Wyn was reaching her stroller limit, V.S. was right across the way from Hallmark... Besides, I get to the mall about once every 6 months, and I had one bra to speak of in working condition, so I tightened my grip and hurried to find my fav. bra and get outta there.

Lo and behold- Deja Vu-- A voice from behind me-- "Miss! Miss!"- This time it was a Hallmark employee that was following me. Apparently, after I paid for Wydham's candy treat, I had left it on the counter. Woops yet again! This is getting ridiculous!

I was now on a mission to find my bra, and head out. Do you think I could find my size? Of course not! One of the teeny-bopper VS employees had to help me. It's a bit degrading to be helped by a 16-year old girl in a loungerie store. Anyway, she offered to help me to a fitting room.

As we were rolling toward the back, Wyndham suddenly shouted, "BOOBIES!!" at the top of her lungs. I looked down to find that Wyndham had nabbed a bra from a low table (a leopard skin one at that!) and had slipped it over her shoulders. Too embarrassed to laugh, I threw it back onto the table and hightailed it back to the fitting room.

It was here that I regretted teaching Wyndham about echoes and loud and soft voices. As I scurried to try on the bras, she kept screaming out, "ECHOOO!!! LOUD VOICE!!!! SOFT VOICE!!! BOOBIES! MAMA'S BOOBIES! KITTIES BOOBIES! (She was clinging to her fav. stuffed cat). I heard snickering in the room next door. The more I asked her to quiet down, the louder she became (of course).

I finally finished up and went to check-out. Once again, I am followed by a voice- "Miss! Miss!" Along comes a sales person following me with a couple of coupons that fell out of my purse onto the floor of the dressing room. OK-the first, even the SECOND forgotten item was bad enough- Is this truly the 3rd time I've been alerted to my own unalertness?

Wyndham and I both decided it was time to head home and drown the days worries with some Double Stuffed Oreos and a tall glass of milk. After all, the way my brain was functioning, it was best that I was out of the public eye. I'm like an old person that shouldn't drive. Pretty soon I'm going start putting diapers on my dog, wearing my clothes backwards and yelling out random obscenities to passersby!