As we (or I should say, "I") am busy painting and preparing Trent's new room, I have come to realize that Trent is one spoiled little monkey. Because we were planning on decorating the new nursery with a pirate theme and Trent loves pirates, we decided to move Trent into the new room and make a few minor changes to his current room in preparation for the new baby. Thanks to my good friend Kristen for giving us this idea, we are adding some stuffed animal heads to the walls and putting a little hunting spin on the jungle themed nursery. No, I do not mean that we are putting real animal heads on the walls. We are turning some stuffed animals into wall mounts in honor of Mark's love of hunting. It sounds a bit morbid but is really cute!
Back to Trent's new room....
Mark is sick and tired of having to watch Sesame Street, which is Trent's current obsession. Even if he is not watching it, he likes it to be playing in the background. It is odd but he is obsessed with it! I even wake up in the middle of the night with songs from his favorite episodes stuck in my head and I have to admit, it is quite annoying.
So, Mark sent me on a mission to get a television for Trent's new room, and not just any television but a 26" flat screen. I took some gift cards we got for Christmas and headed out to Target yesterday. I studied this televisions for what seemed like forever and the 26" screen just seemed way too big for a two-year-old! I couldn't help but think back to when my parents got me my first television for my room when I was in high school and how it was 13". Standing in Target, thinking that a 26 incher is way too big, I suddenly felt like my dad. Growing up, he used to always remind my brothers and I about how he used to have to wash his jeans in the sink with a toothbrush and how lucky we were. I now felt like my dad as I could just see myself standing over Trent saying, "Do you know how lucky you are? When I was little I had a t.v. that was 13 inches!" I decided to go with a choice that was somewhat in the middle and purchase the 22" television.
I arrive home, proud of the fact that I went for the smaller screen and therefore had enough money to completely cover the cost of the television with the gift cards. Mark quickly destroyed my sense of pride by telling me that the television was way too small and that I needed to return it and get the 26 incher!
After gymnastics this morning, I loaded the television back in the car, along with a bag of clothes that I had to return that Trent got for Christmas and which were too small for him. I returned everything and set off to the back of the store where the televisions are located. I was shocked that in one day, all of the flat screens had gone on sale! I quickly did the comparisons and realized that I could get a 32 inch screen for only twenty dollars more than the requested 26 inch television. So, what do I do? Buy the stinking bigger television of course because I just couldn't pass that deal up and with the returns, I still didn't have to pay anything out of pocket!
I load the new television back in the car and call Mark to tell him about by savvy purchase. As I recite the story to him, I realize how ridiculous I sounded. I cannot believe that I bought a 32' flat screen for my 21 month old's room! I am nuts and Trent is spoiled!
On a side-note, as I was bathing Trent last night, Jeopardy was playing in the other room. Mindlessly, I begin to answer all of the questions correctly. After the fifth or sixth question, Mark shouted from the other room and asked me how I knew all of the answers. I was feeling very smart and proudly proclaimed, "I can totally be on jeopardy!" This was the point that Mark responded that it was teen night and the contestants were fifteen years old. The wind quickly went out of my sails as Mark laughed hysterically. I couldn't help but smile as I shouted, "I can still take those kids on and I'd kick their bums!" As I was drying Trent off, I realized that I could never be smart enough to be on Jeopardy. My older brother, Raul, could totally go on there and kick some ass but not me. Raul is the guy who knows everything about everything and I am always amazed at how that tattooed man can know so much useless and useful information!
I'll stick to baking this baby and writing my new book about bridesmaids from hell which I am half way done with! Now, I'm off to Trent's final peditrician appointment where we will find out if the infection is gone or if surgery needs to be scheduled. Due to Trent constantly jabbing his fingers in his ears, I'm thinking that the surgery will be a go. I'll update you later today!
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