He has a man cold!

The above video is a perfect example of what we are dealing with at the Coco household.

Hubby has a ManCold. It is serious. So serious he can't hear from his left ear, but won't go to the doctor to see what is going on.

Personally, if I was all of a sudden deaf in one ear, you would be able to find me sitting in a doctor's office with a head set on. Patiently waiting to hold my finger up when I hear the beep. But that is where we are different. I like getting better and feeling better.

Hubby likes coughing and sneezing. NyQuil is his drug of choice these days. He even came home last night with an ear candle. It didn't work. But I got quite a workout trying to keep a one and three year old away from the open flame coming out of their daddy's ear. Good times.

I guess he forgot that I had the same cold a few weeks ago, and still managed to run my first 5k in 24 minutes.

We all need to stop right now and thank the good Lord that men don't have the babies.

If that was the case, most of us would have nothing to blog about!

Bad day? Really?

Bram: Mom, what are we doing tomowoe?

Me: Well, we are going to get up and head to the gym. After mommy has her work out, it is time for you to do gymnastics.

Bram: Yea! Are we doing the twampoween?

Me: Yes, for sure the trampoline. Then we will head to the park and have a quick picnic before nap. And then guess what? Pizza party at Alexa's before we go.....TRICK OR TREATING!!!!!

Bram: Is Hank going to be there?

Me: No, Hank will be trick or treating in Austin with his buddies.

Bram: Oh man! Tomowoe is going to be THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!

Wow.

Taking matters into his own hands....

I guess Bram couldn't quite see his morning cartoons from the breakfast table.

My resourceful son moved his plate of crepes, his honey and a little stool over to the couch to enjoy his breakfast. Mmmmm...mmmmm....good!

A three year old, honey and a couch are never a good combo.

All this in the two minutes it took me to change over the laundry.

What to do about the tallywhacker?

Yep. Bram is very interested in his tallywhacker these days. We actually use the correct term in our house but I didn't want weird googlers up in my grill.

A great example is Bram's Sunday conversation with Hubby.

Bram: "Dad, when do you touch your tallywhacker?"

Hubby: (looking at me in desperation, I just looked at him and smiled and shrugged) "Well, I only touch it when I am washing it."

Yeah, right. At this point I was trying so hard to keep a straight face, Hubby was trying so hard to be serious. Finally I had to army crawl out of the room I was laughing so hard.

Bram: "Well, I am going to just sit here and pretend to wash it."

WTF?

Conversation this morning between me and Mr. Tallywhacker.

Bram: "I have to start wearing underwear these days so my tallywhacker doesn't get dirty."

Me: "That is a great idea buddy. Underwear is is pretty useful."

Bram: "and they help keep it from getting zipped up in my pants."

Uh, OK.

Isn't three a little early to have an obsession with his thingy? Maybe because he is always naked or underwearless he is more aware of it.

I guess they start early and the fascination never ever goes away.

Three year old QUOTE OF THE DAY

"I QUICK!"

And then seriously stormed out of the playroom.

I guess the puzzle he was working on got a little frustrating.

Shazam!

I am sorry, but Brody Jenner is just yummy. I may love him.

And yes, I am 33 years old and religiously watch "The Hills".

SO WHAT!

Dude looks like a lady

Oh yeah, that is my son with make up on. I am not ashamed, no ma'am not one bit.

I have been wanting to get mascara on those furry eyelashes since the day he was born.

Mission accomplished.

I was getting ready for a night out with the girls and he was sitting on the bathroom counter playing with my make-up, the brushes, cotton balls, etc.

Then a light bulb went off in my head!

"Hey buddy, want to put some of this on?" Holding up the ever so tempting hot pink and green tube of mascara.

"Sure." my little cross dresser replied.

It was HILARIOUS! The wild man was so still and did exactly what I asked him to do. And then the mascara just wasn't enough.

Out came the Bobbi Brown eyeshadow, the tiny pot of bronzer, I even busted out an old nub of eyeliner. And then of course my Origins lip gloss in ruby red.

My goodness is he a pretty boy or what! It was actually a lot of fun and it was very hard to refrain from putting some make up on Tess but I knew I had to draw the line somewhere.

Hubby thought is was so precious when he came home and his rough and tumble little boy had on a full face of make up. He was thrilled.

And even more thrilled when I got out the camera to take pictures for posterity.