I'm exhausted

It has been a while since I last wrote. I have been very busy and then was exhausted from being busy. Well, I have recovered and can now collect my thoughts. Really, the weekend wasn't too crazy, I have had crazier, it was just really full and also really great.

On Friday was our friends wedding. I was the Maid of Honor and Steve was the Best Man. It was a fantastic, beautiful wedding.

Steve's sister, Cyndi came in to town from Texas to photograph the wedding, so we got to spend the whole weekend with her. She got this picture of Steve and I at the wedding. Steve was wanting to throw me in the snow.

On Saturday we got a pretty good amount of snow, so we locked Matty and Cyndi outside. Not really, but they probably would have liked it if we did. Matty had a great time with his Auntie.




And Steve used the snow blower while wearing shorts and sandals, of course.

Sunday was my birthday. Which was horrible because the Broncos decided to lose to a really bad team, the Washington Redskins, which ruined my entire birthday. No, not really, but almost.

I did realize that being 28 sounds a lot older than being 27, because I am really, really close to being 30, and I have always thought that once you reach 30 you are not cool anymore. So, I might have a "more than a quarter way through life crisis" soon....just thought I should warn you.

At least I have done a couple good things in my 28 years of life, the best one by far has to be this handsome little creature.

Mommy...Tiga!!!

When Matthew was born some good friends of ours brought this gigantic tiger to the hospital as a gift for Matty. This life size tiger was about 88 times larger than my newborn baby and I thought to myself, "Cool, but what am I supposed to do with that?"
Well, fast forward 2 years later and Matty has discovered this larger than life tiger and has decided it is better than a bowl of ice cream. I guess these friends of ours knew exactly what they were doing when they decided to purchase an enormous tiger for a baby that could not even hold his head up, they were thinking, "He is going to love this when he is 2 years old."




Matthew incessantly tells me about his tiger, or as he calls it "Tiga". He is constantly pointing out his tiger to me, "Mommy....tiga!!"


The other night I asked him if he wanted me to take a picture of his tiger and he very enthusiastically tried holding the tiger up for the camera.

For a 2 year old this tiger is quite heavy, he has a heck of a time moving it around, but he loves his tiger so much he grunts and groans until he moves it to where he wants it.

Usually though he just throws it on the ground and pounces.

This kid is so tough he can wrestle a tiger to the floor!!

A little boy and his tiger....it is a beautiful thing.

Never Forget

Today is Veteran's Day.

All the veterans alive and gone are the reason I can write whatever I want on this blog.
Veterans are the reason I can go to work, sit at my desk and earn a living.
Veterans are the reason I can go to sleep at night and sleep soundly.
Veterans are the reason I can put my son to sleep and close his door.
Veterans are the reason I can go to the grocery store, spend my money and talk with the cashier about the beautiful weather.
Veterans are the reason I was able to marry the man I wanted to marry.
Veterans are the reason I was happy to bring my son in to the world.
Veterans are the reason I can sit on my couch and watch the Denver Broncos play football.
Veterans are the reason I can get on a plane and fly to go see my family or friends.
Veterans are the reason I can plan a Thanksgiving dinner with my family.
Veterans are the reason I can make a meal every night for my family.
Veterans are the reason I can sit on my back porch with my girlfriends, sip red wine and giggle about whatever we want to giggle about.
Veterans are the reason I have a house over my head and car to drive.
Veterans are the reason I can live comfortably without worrying for my safety.

American Veterans past, present, and future are the reason we all can live the way we do.
Please thank a veteran today, pray for our veterans today, and remember the selfless sacrifices they have made and continue to make for our freedoms and safety.



Thank you Grandpa Dinkel for your life and your sacrfices. I wish my son could have met his Great Grandpa Dinkel and could have thanked him for his service.

Thank you to all the veterans that have touched my life.

I am in awe of your service.

Tough Guy

On Sunday Matty got in a fight with another baby, the baby punched him in the mouth and he now has a fat lip....

If you think that looks bad you should see the other baby....









Just kidding! Did you really think he got in a fist fight with another baby? Seriously? It is kind of funny when you picture 2 babies in a fist fight, isn't it?

Actually Matty hit his chin on a table and his bottom teeth went in to his top lip and gave him a nice fat lip. It is his first fat lip, but I am sure it won't be his last. He is an adventurous boy after all.

Poor little guy, it really makes it hard to drink out of a sippy cup. He tries to drink out of the cup and then looks at me with a whiny face and says, "Mommy ouchy" Very cute, but very sad too. It is giving us a good opportunity to teach him to drink out of a regular cup, which he is getting extremely good at.

When I brought him to day care this morning his babysitter said, "The fat lip really suits him. It doesn't look too unusual on him." I thought this was pretty funny, Matty really is a tough guy.

So easy a 2 year old can do it...

Steve has an I Phone and it is impossibly cool. I usually make fun of the latest and greatest technology that is available because it only magnifies the laziness of people. The I Phone is probably loved by lazy people, but it also makes Steve's life easier and helps his business run smoothly....also it is so darn fun to play with!
Several months ago Matthew started being extremely curious about the I Phone. He has always liked playing with phones, but he became smart enough to realize that the I Phone is way better than any other phones. After playing off and on with Steve's I Phone and other people's I Phones he became very good with the phone.

Now all Matthew has to do is go up to his dad and say "Phone Dadda?" and if Steve is willing he gives him the phone and Matthew is then entertained for a good 30 minutes.
Our 2 year old child knows how to turn it on, turn it off, unlock it, select an App, get out of an App he doesn't like and knows exactly how to play the children friendly Apps that Steve downloaded for him. Matthew also knows when the phone rings, Steve gets an email or a text that he needs to not touch anything and bring the phone to Dadda.
It is actually really amazing to watch how well he knows how to use this phone, either he is a genius or the I Phone is the easiest phone to use on the planet.

If anyone knows someone who works at Apple and can get Matthew on a commercial I am totally willing to exploit my child. Just let me know :)

NO!!!

Seriously, how often can one 2 year old say the word "no"?

On Sunday I tried to count and forgot what number I was on very quickly. Seriously, this boy is having a love affair with the word "no". It is unhealthy and very frustrating. Many other mothers have looked at me with compassion when they see me roll my eyes with frustration after the 56th time Matty has said "no" and they always say, "That is normal. That is exactly what all 2 year olds do" But it still doesn't help, every mother always thinks their child will be different. Their child will not say the word "no" like all other toddlers do, right? Well, unfortunanely my child is no exception.

On our way to day care I always talk to him and say things like, "I am going to miss you today, buddy" and "Are you going to have fun today at Tina's?" and "I will see you shortly after your nap today and we will go home and have fun tonight!"

Anyways, you get the idea. This morning I was trying to talk to him and after everything I said he would yell, "No!" or "No, no, no!" Even if I wasn't even asking him a question he would respond with, "No!"

I guess he just woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something, but geez, it was brutal.

Then there are times with he doesn't respond with the word "no".

On Monday he was awake particularly early, I guess he didn't get the memo about the time change, and he was yelling for me in his room.

"Mommy! Mommy!" I didn't open his door. I was awake and had gotten out of the shower, but I needed some intimate time with a cup of coffee. So I just yelled back at him, "Not yet, buddy, I will come in there soon. Just wait."

Instead of being an awful little toddler like he could have been, he simply yelled, "Okay!" and quietly played in his crib for 20 minutes.

Just when I think I am going to tape his mouth shut if he says the word "no" one more time he goes and acts like the sweet boy I know he really is. What a guy he is!!!

Shaken not stirred

What did the Combs' household do on Halloween?
We had some friends over, we all dressed in a James Bond theme, drank martinis and watched James Bond, of course!!




Superman was there, we were thinking a James Bond movie with James Bond and Superman fighting the bad guys would be totally cool. (And no, that is a play gun Steve is holding...calm down!)

Superman had a lot of candy, was very hyper and then crashed in his bed and slept all night so he could get more energy to fight more bad guys.