"Nuffing" to worry about...

3 days and counting until little man turns 3.
We are having his party tomorrow. And for those of you who know me, I use the word 'party' loosely. As opposed to previous years with little man and the girls, I am keeping things simple.
No, I'm serious. Stop smirking, I mean it this time.
I decided the day needed nothing more than time for family to enjoy spending time with little man and each other. No frills. No bells and whistles. Here...I'll prove it.
The party will consist of cake, ice cream, singing "Happy Birthday", blowing out a candle, opening presents, cousins playing the Wii, and one balloon for little man who actually requested this one item (other than the candle of course). I'm not even ordering a fancy cake. I'm not even decorating the cake super fancy myself. I will scrub all bathrooms, vacuum, and dust...but I do that when the pest control people are scheduled. :)
See...simple. Easy, breezy, lemon squeezy. And I couldn't be more excited!
And no, I did not mean that sarcastically.
I am slowly learning the beauty of simplicity.
My problem is that I hope it doesn't slowly send me over to the lazy side. I think a part of me finds chaos and hustle bustle as my drug of choice. I'm not sure how to achieve a balance.
But in the spirit of taking time to care for myself...I plan on figuring it out.

But I digress...

I keep jotting down the little things my not-for-much-longer-2-year-old says and does, then I remember I have this handy little blog ready and willing to house my memories. I find myself being so grateful for this outlet. I have gone back so many times to read old posts. I love being able to type as opposed to tracking down a pen that my girls have misplaced. I love the ability to add pictures and captions. I love that family and friends near and far can easily check in on us from time to time without the pressure on me of trying to remember to send cards, emails, and updated pictures, constantly printed at Target or Costco. I love the friendship between blogging friends as we share our daily trials, triumphs, and the mundane. I love learning from others. I love being strengthened by others. I love being entertained, awed, amused, and inspired by others. I love having an easy and inexpensive creative outlet that doesn't cause a table full of bits and pieces of...stuff.
As much as I enjoy writing, I am a horrible journaler (not a word, is it?). I still have folders of pictures sitting on my desktop waiting to be plugged in to a "retro"post and I know that there are things I've already forgotten, but I am so thankful for this past year and a half of reflections that remain at my fingertips.

The latest cuteness...

*When guilty of some infraction, little man is easily busted as the culprit.
For example... I walk into the living room and he quickly looks up at me and says: "Nuffing."
(yeah, right)
I then discover he's pulled some keys off the keyboard of my laptop.
One day he walks up to me and says: "Nuffing in the pantry...nuffing."
I soon find that that really meant he had poured out an entire box of crackers for Sasha to eat.
A couple of days ago, I walk by the girls' room and notice him making a quick move. I looked in and he was in a weird position...his legs were straight, but he was bent at the waist at an abnormal angle with his fist pressed against a drawer. He looks up and says: "Nuffing." Since I had easily established by this point that "nuffing" always means "something", I thought I'd press the issue. After extensive interrogation and a prying the hand off the drawer, I see a lovely pencil drawing courtesy of little man. He still insists it's "nuffing".
I wonder how many "nuffings" are yet undiscovered.

*I was playing a game with little man in which he was the instructor. He would tell me what to do, and I would do my best to correctly interpret and comply. At one point, I must have been doing an exceptional job (wink wink) because the praise I received from my son was huge:
He laughs and hugs me and says: "You good at dis, Mommy!"

Well, thanks! Maybe I'll just forget about our little "nuffing" investigation for now.