speaking of...

...everytime jason pens me down and tickles me it brings back horrible memories of being held down and tickled as a child by my brothers.

everytime i am yelling out:

"i'm gonna cuss! stop it!"

that is...when i can catch my breath to even yell this.

i wish tickling was more funny, or enjoyable even, to me.

but it's not.

it just reminds me of kelly and jonathan both having a look in their eyes, locking eyes, the both looking at me...and me running for my life.

next thing you know...

kelly is holding my arms down and jonathan is sitting on my legs tickling me.

as much as i love them it was never funny for me.

one of these days i'm gonna tickle them until they can't breathe either.

my ear was attacked

in a nightly ritual in which cashel repeatedly tells jason to "get mommy!" jason managed to teach cashel to stick his tongue in my ear as he (jason) held me down. 

great.

he (cashel) did it and laughed and laughed and was so proud of himself.

a while later, as jason was holding me down again, i was again attacked by cashel's tongue in  my ear.

i'll admit.....it's pretty funny.  

like when cashel said to jason just yesterday as he was 'eating' lunch

"daddy, guess what's under the table"

jason: i don't know bud...your food?

cashel: no....my penis! 

jason looked, and there it was, cashel's penis, out of his pants. cashel just laughed and laughed.

jason told me last night that that was cashel's first real joke that he came up with on his own.

so when i was attacked by cashel's tongue as i was held down by jason and tickled until i couldn't breathe, i really shouldn't be surprised...

...but i was.

boys

• when will he stop using potty words?  it's definitely part of his vernacular with his friends.  i pick him up from school yesterday and find him in a deep, shouting, match with his other boy friends who are all shouting "poopy head"  "poop"  "poop monster!"
• i get kicked out of rooms constantly now because i'm a girl and only boys are allowed.  just last night, before i left for a mom's night out, cashel instructed jason to play soccer (with the beach ball) in our bedroom while he did karate on the bed.  i was banished to the kitchen.
• at the lovely moms night out we discussed boys and their obsession with a certain part of their body.  i don't think it's appropriate for the world wide web to quote anything.
• he is very in to "winning" these days.  in the car he shouts out at another car or a person on a bike or skateboard, if they're in front of us, "mom!  they're winning!  go faster!"  this actually comes in handy when i want him to move faster, like when we get out of the car in the mornings at his school and i'm running behind all i have to say is, "cashel - i'm winning!" and he races me

yey! booooooooo

after two and a half years jason has finally been able to reconnect to work with the editor who brought us out here.  he starts a new job on monday in santa monica.  we always knew that this would happen - that he could very likely get a job on the "west side" as they like to call it here.  what this means?  the commute will probably be horrible on most days.  we've lived in the lap of commuting luxury for the last three years.  his first gig was in pasadena and the others have been either in north hollywood, burbank, or hollywood - a short 15-20 minute drive most days.  it's bittersweet.  i'm super happy that he'll get to work with this editor again because he really enjoyed it the first time but it means he won't be home for dinner like he has been the last 5 months.  so i can't complain about that.  it'll happen again i know and it just makes our weekends together more precious.  he may even get to actually start surfing regularly before work.  luckily, my school year is almost up so any morning craziness won't last too long. 

look what i found!

bam!

• rat race to get out of the house as usual
• taught the future of america
• walked a friend's dogs as a favor - i barely walk my own dogs - this is big
• picked up cashel and he proceeded to tell me that so and so's mom is going to die when she gets old - i avoid the issue completely by saying "do you wanna go to the library with me?"
• raced home because he had to "peeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! really badly!!!!!"
• got him out of his car seat so he could race up the stairs to pee on the tree we have outside
• came up to find him pants-less as he jumped out from around the corner and he yelled "boo!"
• brought up about 800 pounds of stuff from the car in one round
• get home and turn on oven for pizza cashel has requested - i am refusing to pay for pizza delivery tonight in lieu of tj's frozen pizza - not sure how this will go with my little pizza snob
• jason's home.  yey!
• cashel proceeds to ask me if an unnamed person distantly related to him is still in jail.  mimi mentioned this when she visited more than two weeks ago.  she did not realize at the time how much this boy is actually listening when it appears he is not.  he often uses the i'll-just-pretend-to-not-be-listening-while-talking-to-myself-in-a-made-up-language tactic.  i explained that he is no longer in jail and had to explain again that he was in jail for not being a good listener
• pizza did not work out - he only likes pizza from tomato pie - had to endure numerous amount of whining over dislike of pizza
• jason proceeds to get a new job amidst pizza debacle
• bath time is late
• my turn to put him down which means the next 1.5 hours in his room
• i notice he was almost asleep at about 8:20 and thought, yey, early night, j and i can watch a show
• fell asleep and walked outta there at 9:15.  foiled by cuddling!  
• watched season 2 finale of luther on the ipad