Well that was a long break I took. Forgive me readers, it’s been 53 days since my last post. The funk has taken over and I just didn’t feel like sitting at my computer any longer than absolutely necessary, so after I’d finish my regular work I’d move on.

I’m hopeful that I can slowly work this blog back into my daily routine, that’s not to say you’ll see something new daily, but hopefully it will become a priority again.

I figured a good way to get back into it was with Mommyland Happenings. It’s a fun post for me to put together and I hope it’s a fun post for you to take a look at.

So without further adieu, here is what last week here in Mommyland looked like.

Sunday.

You know you’ve been having a great vacation when the kids fall asleep on the way to Ocean City.

We relaxed most of the day and made the trip into Ocean City in the late afternoon to catch dinner, some fun and the boardwalk. What is usually a 45 minute trip from our happy place on the bay took two hours with all the holiday traffic. That gave the boys plenty of time to rest up before their fun night out.

Monday.

Ok full disclosure, this photo is not from the actual 4th of July, BUT it was from the 4th of July fireworks in Crisfield.

The weather was kind of crappy on Monday and we spent so much time relaxing that neither Bill or I took a single photo. Thankfully the weather cleared up enough for us to do hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill and enjoy dinner with my sister and her family. After dinner the boys played (rough) while the adults chatted and before long it was time for bed.

Tuesday.

Yet another example of a great vacation. When you have a three hour drive home, any time the kids spend sleeping and not fighting is sweet music to my ears.

We had a great time in Crisfield but it was nice to come home.

Wednesday.

We came home and got to do some more celebrating! We celebrated Cooper being part of our family for a year on Wednesday. Here’s to many more years with my furry sidekick.

Don’t let the photo fool you, he loves hugs from mommy.

Thursday.

Back home and back to eating better. I had to be at work by 8:30 but I had to get office work finished before I left. I started my day with a blueberry and oatmeal smoothie, green tea and water. The smoothie kept me full and focused, the water kept me hydrated and the tea gave me the boost I needed to get ‘er done.

Friday.

Sometimes I sit and watch the boys at karate and sometimes I go down the road to Victory and enjoy a beer. Friday was a beer kind of day.

After karate we grabbed a quick bite with our little ninjas.

Saturday.

Cooper has been with us for a year now and his relationship with Nittany has been less than positive. It’s been so bad that she’s pretty much banished herself to various remote parts of the house. Saturday was a big day here in Mommyland where she actually come out of hiding and into the open.

He nipped at her, she bitch slapped him and they went about coexisting in the family room. It is not an easy friendship, but it’s progress. I’m still hopeful that one day they will actually be good buddies and maybe Nittany can come sleep with us again.

Not a bad week at all. Having the holiday on Monday was a nice way to reenter into life after vacation.

I hope you have a fantastic week!

Father and son fishing, to me it’s like peanut butter and jelly, it just goes together. Mind numbing hours spent sitting in a boat or on a dock, what more could a father (or kid) ask for?

Seriously though, I think Bill has been looking for something that would be just for him and the boys to do together, and the recent access we’ve gained to a beautiful condo right on the Chesapeake was going to give him just that. He carefully selected all the things he would need to take the boys down to the dock to fish. Cameron and Logan seemed excited about the idea too.

Our first visit to Crisfield, Maryland, our first trip to the dock to fish and something happened.

Bill grabbed a blood worm and his knife and cut the worm in half to bait the line.

Cameron lost it!

At first we thought he was just kidding but as the tears started streaming down his face it became clear that he wasn’t. He started sobbing and saying things like, “What did he do to you?!?” “He was innocent!” “How could you do that?!?” I was stuck somewhere between, suck it up and stop being such a wuss and feeling sorry that he was upset. It really was heartbreaking to see him get so upset, especially when this was something I thought he’d enjoy with his father for years to come.

My son is traumatized!

As I walked him back to the condo he kept telling me that he was never going to go fishing (or crabbing) again. I heard more about how they were just minding their business and we come along and kill them. The best was when he mentioned the fish, “They’re just swimmin’ along, minding their own business…”

Cameron still isn’t really interested in fishing and he said if he goes fishing they have to throw everything back and no cutting worms in half. I guess the kid is destine to be like his non fish eating mother…Just for a different reason.

I am happy to report that as the weekend progressed Cameron did go back out to the dock and had some fun. Thankfully enough Logan has no aversion to killing the worms and was more than happy to fish with his dad.

How have you traumatized your kids?