HELLLOOOOO. It has been a LONG time since I’ve posted. There’s been a lot brewing in the world of J-Ko– and it’s been a little tough to find the time and “juices” to write– NOT that there HASN’T been much to write about…. From my Baby-Ko’s obsession with “Fuck!” (aka. “Hopkins” the FROG on “Signing Times”), to his brilliant three word sentence “I feeling it” (which he declared on Mother’s Day as he fondled the clothes on every rack at Nordstrom), to the fact that I “blow my wad,” so to speak, within the first five minutes of a walk with Baby-Ko because he devours every snack I’ve brought ...Read More
Considering that I neeeeeeeeeeeeever have cash on me and that my wallet is mostly full with old business cards and receipts from Target from 1996, I have NO idea how Baby-Ko learned to say “money.” Look, I’m not bragging (again), I’m just sayin‘: where did he learn this???? Seriously! $1.85 Starbucks?  Debit card! $2.00 Parking Station? Debit card! I mean, it’s ridiculous.   The point is though, that Baby-Ko’s recent obsession with asking for “Money, mommy!” (which means taking my entire wallet apart) has brought something to my attention: I am a receipt hoarder. I really have no idea why I’m holding on to a receipt from Nordstrom for boots I ...Read More
04.19.09
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Not sure how, when, or where Baby-Ko learned to say “Booger” but I’m thoroughly impressed and delighted. He’s come down with a little cold and when I wipe his nose, he begs, “no more boogers!” I mean… What?! How does he know that? I’m certain Elmo and his freaky side kick Mr. Noodle don’t talk about the letter “B” and say “B is for baseball, bears, BOOGERS!  We like Boogers!“…. And I know that Rachel and her hard-of-hearing friends aren’t showing kiddos at home the sign (language) for snot or boogies.  Thus, it’s safe to assume that Nanny Oof-Oof is probably responsible.  I’m not mad – It’s better than the ...Read More
Disclaimer:  This is my blog and I’ll talk poop if I want to. POOP SHAME: THE FINAL CHAPTER As I’ve mentioned over the past couple of weeks or so, Baby-Ko’s vocabulary is really taking off. He’s repeating nearly everything, including the words that he shouldn’t (I dropped a carton of milk and cursed, to which he followed promptly with “Oh, Tuck!) I know that an 18 month old with a truck driver mouth isn’t something to brag about, but I must say, hearing him string two words together, (even an “oh”), was awesome. And of course, given the fact that Bee-Bee’s made it known that poo-poo is Oof, it should come as no ...Read More
Well, it’s happened. “Sesame Street” has officially become a part of our morning routine. We’ve got a slew of them stored on DVR  and I’ve noticed that there are some episodes that Baby-Ko responds to more than others. Certainly, he goes nuts when it’s time for Elmo’s World and that freak Mister Noodle. (Speaking of freak, can I just say that Maria looks old. Doesn’t she look old??? Remember when she and Luis were so young?! Crazy).  Anyway, I love the segments with the celebs from Molly Shannon doing a thing about bugs, to David Beckham as he bounces a soccer ball and talks about the importance of “persistence”, to Dianna ...Read More
04.01.09
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Last week, I got a Baby Center email update telling me that my “baby” may be ready to start potty training.  DELETE.  OOPS.  See, according to the pediatrician (who I pretty much forced in to telling me that Baby-Ko’s language skills were advanced for his age, to which I literally did a high school/napoleon dynamite “yeeessss!”), Baby-Ko is in fact ready to start “potty training.” He would like to see him fully trained, or at least interested and “engaged” in the toilet and all that it entails by the age of 2… which is in 6 months…. EEK.  That’s a lot of stinkin’ pressure… literally. Twenty minutes ago, I just heard Bee-Bee and ...Read More
This weekend, T-Ko and I took Baby-Ko to the LA Zoo for the first time. Although he may have not fully digested the fact that it’s not every day that you stand face to face with a 16 foot giraffe, I do think the sights and sounds delighted him.  Every time we get in the car lately, he says “munt-ee! munt-ee!” (translation: “No More Monkeys on the Bed” song). So when we found ourselves at the Monkey cage you can imagine how excited Baby-Ko was. However, these monkeys were doin’ a lot more than just jumping– they were literally going ape shit, swinging back and forth from the cages and ...Read More
03.27.09
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Want to know The Reality of Reality Television? Check out the interview I did with my new favorite website Breezy Mama for the low down on what goes on behind the scenes, the drama, the controversy, and the ins and outs of actually getting cast on one of these nutty shows! http://breezymama.com/2009/03/27/the-reality-of-reality-television/
03.24.09
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The other day, our nanny (“Bee-Bee”), proudly exclaimed that Baby-Ko has been mimicking her. She told me that when she went to change his diaper, it was stinky and she said “Ooof,” and he copied her and said “oof!” She thought it was hilarious and I guess created a little game and while making a “pee-eww!” face says, “Baby-Ko, do you have poo-poo?” He then says, “Nooo. Ooof!” She  proudly showed me their little poo-poo shtick game and I laughed.  Funny (smart) kid, I thought.  Poo-poo is “ooof.” But the next day, when I saw he was sort of struggling while making poops, I said, “Baby-Ko are you making-” and he, ...Read More
03.23.09
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Growing up, I can remember there being one closet in the house that was an “open at your own risk” type of closet. My mom called it the “Lucy Closet” (I assume there was an episode from “I Love Lucy” where Lucy shoved everything in one closet to clean up and every time it opened, everything fell out… ) Well that was like our closet…. Without a doubt, my office/guest bedroom has become a Lucy Closet of sorts– Every misfit item that needs a permanent home seems to end up in there. I’ve got containers of Baby-Ko’s old clothes, toys, files, gifts, chatchkes, you name it… It’s just a throw it ...Read More