A Day In The Life Of Adler...And Part Two Of Why It's A Good Idea To Never Leave Your House...

So I went to a Woman's Holiday Dinner with my mother this past Friday at our church and it was there that I learned we'd be having some snow this weekend (I do not watch the news...I would be in a depressed stupor every day of my life if I constantly had to hear about people being murdered or dying in car crashes...falling out of windows, a kidnapping and whatever else they talk about...the Vikings or 8 inches of snow...it doesn't matter...none of it appeals to me)...(before I get back to what I was saying, there is a tiny ant that I just noticed out of the corner of my eye crawling across my laptop screen.  Two things...first, I'm wondering if he's confused by the bright white light that he is traveling on and 2) Why is there an ant in my bed yet again??  If you remember back to the Crawl Into My Uterus post, there were two ants that had joined me in bed that evening...I'm not even in the same bed currently.  The only thing that is consistent with both occasions is that there is a cat right next to me!!  Chris, I SWEAR it IS the cats giving rides to ants up onto the bed.  Nothing else makes sense!  Furthermore, isn't it winter now?  Aren't the ants supposed to disappear now until spring??  Or are they little winter warriors who are going to be hanging around for the long haul?  I thought the ant was gone but I now see that he is making his way towards my chest (it's dark in here so I can only see as far as the laptop light allows)...anyway, he's been thrown onto the floor...back to what I was saying...so they mentioned at the holiday dinner about keeping an attitude of gratitude and that this weekend, in all of it's snow glory, would be a perfect opportunity to try and muster up some gratitude in an otherwise crappy snow situation.  Well I woke up on Saturday and looked out the window...feeling miserable and slightly betrayed at the fact that the snow had actually fallen before February (which is how it was going to play out in my dream world)...I'm not kidding, I was actually surprised that we had snow.  As though, I wasn't living in MN or something??  Anyway, later in the day, as I was driving Ayris over to spend the night at my mother's house I saw this girl trudging through the snow and I realized what I was grateful for in that moment...I was grateful that I had a car and didn't have to physically get out in this horrible weather.  But I felt guilty passing her on the side of the road.  THEN, not 5 blocks ahead, I see another girl carrying bags walking through the snow...at this point, I REALLY wanted to stop and pick this one up...her jeans were soaked all the way up from the snow, but I couldn't because I had Ayris in the car.  I ended up seeing two more people walking out in that crap while I was out...the third person was old but he had no bags and for some reason, I got the feeling it was his decision to be taking a walk (because he was on a sidewalk for one and not the side of a road) and the last person was a kid...and well, kids, especially my own, seem to enjoy traipsing through the snow...so I didn't feel bad for him...ANYWAY, what I was getting at was that I REALLY wanted to stop and pick these people up.  But I had Ayris in the car...and even if I didn't have Ayris in the car, I have to remember that even if I'm by myself, I do have three kids at home...what if these people are psycho?  I'd like to believe they're probably not but still?  But then I think, what about being a good samaritan?  If that were me who didn't have a car...or who was just down on my luck for a little while, I'd want someone to offer me a ride.  I think it would be really cool to just drive around for an entire day sometime offering rides to people who are walking along the side of the road (when the weather is horrible)...obviously I won't do that because it would be my luck that I'd get the psycho BUT this is just another reason why I think the best option is just to never leave the house ALL WINTER LONG because then, I won't have the opportunity for my heart to break every time I see someone walking in a foot of snow.  I digress. 

I figured for lack of something better to do, we could get a peek into a day in the life of Adler.

I usually wake up around 6-6:30 these days just to screw with my mom.  I know it annoys her but I throw some smiles her way and she seems to be over it.  After she's changed my diaper, I like to start my day by playing a few video games...mostly I just gnaw on the controller while my brother Asher does the real playing...



At any given time of the day, if mom needs to get something done, she throws me in this escape proof device along with a few random toys and a blanket...it's pretty cool because even though I'm stuck in it, when we go to different rooms in the house she zooms me around in it like a car...but my favorite is when she gives me a push from the top of the stairs in it...I don't always make it all the way down without falling out but so far, there haven't been too many injuries...


Mom finally decided that she'd take her lazy butt out to the garage to find the "baby toys" bin and when she brought all of my stuff in, I was the last person who got to play with it all!  She should have specified that they were MY toys when she brought them out.


At some point, my mom likes to have little modeling sessions...I don't mind them because one day I'll need a porfolio to book modeling jobs and how many peoples' portfolio start at 5 months??  Yeah, that's an advantage I won't mind having...

Sometimes I like to start with a thumb in my mouth...it kind of calms me down and sets the mood...


But then I'm ready to bring out the big guns...mommy loves my smile...


You can't give it all away in the beginning though so I decide to pull back a bit...


And sometimes it's best to go for the pensive look:



And other times, you just gotta give it to them straight:



And sometimes, just sometimes, you see something really cool on the floor and it distracts you from the task at hand (but this doesn't happen very often)



And if I've been REALLY good, mom shoves me into a 3 month old duck outfit (when I am currently wearing a size 9-12 months) because "every other kid in the family wore this outfit" so that means that I have to have my picture taken in it too, even though she forgot to pull it out when I actually fit into it.



Just so you know, when my brother and sister wore this outfit, it wasn't skintight and 4 inches too short...



All things considered, I feel like I'm workin' this duck outfit pretty good...


Mom said she's been given a robe for every single kid she's had, which she thinks is funny because no child has ever just hung out in their robe...BUT she made sure to get a picture with all of them.  When she tried my robe on, it was too small and my diaper was hanging out, so she put me in Asher's old robe...


Hot stuff right???


Yeah right, did you notice that was my brother Asher above?  Mom threw that in there because people keep saying we're starting to look alike, personally, I don't see it...I'm WAY thinner...and of course got all the good looks, but don't tell mom or Asher because she's always telling him how cute he is and I'm pretty sure he believes her...but back to me...


Apparently the duck outfit wasn't the only thing that was too small...mom went through my drawers and pulled out a bunch of things I never wore before I outgrew them...this was apparently one of her favorite outfits on Asher when he was little...

 
Not to toot my own horn but seriously...



"Don't cha wish your baby was cute like me???"



"Don't cha wish your baby was a star like me??"



"Don't cha?"


US magazine would like to know...who wore it better?  ME....


Or Asher???? 


Oh my goodness, that's so funny that you think I have a double chin...because I most certainly do not!



Back to playing some video games...that's what dad would want since he's working and all, and can't be here...it's a hard torch to carry, but I'm making him proud with my gaming skills...



So I'm a little distraught about the Cowboys this season...Dad says they're playing like...


Oh my goodness, must...push...this...out...



Mom, I have a surprise for you...it's in my pants!



Until next time poopy pants Dallas Cowboys!



You try and make this super cute face...I betcha can't do it!



I made mom take like 1200 pictures before I actually smiled a tiny bit for her...



Serves her right for locking me in this monkey suit!



Apparently that is what I have to wear when we go outside in the snow...look there's room for one more kid on that sled!  Maybe even two...


Ayris and her snowman...or snowbear??  I think she said it was a bear?


Anyway, after all of the video games, the modeling, the rides down the stairs, the pooping, etc...I like to end my day with a bath in the sink...and since mom obviously forgot to feed me today, I'm going to eat the water!