My BFF and I went to see Sex and the City Numero Dos on Fri--this has been the fabulous highlight of my year.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Sexy Pop Goes the Weasel
My BFF and I went to see Sex and the City Numero Dos on Fri--this has been the fabulous highlight of my year.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Sexy Outdoor Eats
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Sexy Happy Anniversary...
I am obsessed with any holiday that equates with getting gifts. Lucky for me my husband is a wonderful gift-giver. Lucky for him I am a wonderful gift-receiver.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Sexy Out of Context Quote of the Day
I was outside playing with bubbles with Baby Boy. He kept dumping the bubbles and I was trying to teach him the proper way to take out the wand and make the bubbles.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sexy Lost...or not
I feel like we spent so much time analyzing the whats, wheres and so forth (for SIX YEARS) about the island, memorizing clues, taking notes of what books were on the shelves and what records the Darhma folk listen to and for what? We were searching for tidbits that would crack open this giant case of pressing magical buttons and time travel and underwater habitation and polar bears...the couples got back together in heaven so they could...move on?
Friday, May 21, 2010
Sexy Rooster Fish
We were reading McElligot's Pool to Baby Boy before bed. When we got to the "Fish that Crows Like a Rooster" (keep in mind this fish has a very pronounced belly), BB pointed to the illustration, placed his hand on Darling Husband's tummy and said "Dada Fish."
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sexy Lead Toys
We have these new neighbors--they have grandkids my age, so you do the math. These are the same neighbors we stalk whenever they have the Big Orange Trucks working in their yard. (http://sexynaptime.blogspot.com/2010/05/sexy-mouse-in-hole.html)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
TOO Sexy for Little Girls
Sexy costumes force parents to dance around the issue
Everyone gets a kick out of watching Baby Boy do his Single Lady dance. He twists his left hand by his face with a semi-euphonious, “Ah-ah-ah-ring-ah-ah.”
He performs this fully clothed, without gyration, and the only drooling is courtesy of his budding molars.
Quite the opposite of the viral video of a youth dance troupe performing to Beyonce’s pop hit in a World of Dance competition. The dancers twist and undulate across the stage, their bared midriffs sweating as the crowd screams approval.
As I watched their (albeit spectacular) moves, I kept reminding myself that they are SEVEN-years old. Seven. As in teeth-missing, sneaker wearing, American Girl doll-playing, cursive-learning seven-year-olds.
In Beyonce’s actual music video, she and her duo of dancers are wearing full leotards and still manage to get their point across: If you liked it you should have put a ring on it. So why the choice was made to have these little (hopefully still single) ladies in costumes appropriate for the Moulin Rouge is beyond me.
In an Inside Edition interview, one of the dancer’s fathers, when asked if he thought the costumes were over-sexualizing the kids, said, “You are looking at a proud kid ... who really doesn’t know what she’s doing.”
The bespectacled mother straightens things out adding, “I think their talent is being overshadowed by moves people don’t really understand.”
Oh, because I thought as one grinds their pelvis down to the floor when wearing red and black lingerie they are asking for sex. On second thought, I suppose it could be an abstract way to mourn the lost lives of soldiers whose names we will never know all while exploring the dichotomies present in our current political system.
Brilliant.
Yet another parent lashed out at everyone who has watched the video saying it was only meant to be seen by the audience at the competition.
Don’t blame their naivety, they were late for the cocktail hour introductions.
“Stupid parent meet the internet. Internet, stupid parent.”
I have danced my entire life — since I was three years old. I will show you pictures of my costumes. Among other flattering idols, I appear as a chicken (the scratchiest thing I have worn to this day), a checkered tablecloth looking thing (I looked terrible in orange), a solider and a bon-bon. The most skin I showed was my blushing face when I saw how ridiculous I looked. But I knew one day I would be cast as Clara in the Nutcracker so I paid my dues. (I am still waiting.)
I understand that dancing is a sport and there are uniforms (so to speak), just like football or fencing. But when dancing, like Halloween, is used as an excuse to dress like a hootchie it undermines the talent aspect. These young girls in the video are amazing dancers. But their dress eclipses that.
An argument made from supporters is that the apparel is all part of the hip-hop culture and it isn’t like the girls are wearing these outfits to school.
Yet.
If at the tender age of seven they are given permission to show that much of their body while moving in a sexually provocative manner, they are going to feel much more comfortable wearing tighter, shorter and more revealing clothing as they age — like when they are ten.
I wonder if any of the parents, while watching the rehearsals and seeing the costumes, stood up and said, “Hey, this is super inappropriate. Let’s tone it down. Actually, I have these cunnin’ chicken outfits in the car...”
Sex is everywhere in our culture these days. It is inevitable that young girls are exposed to it. We need to give them the time and space to be children not help them squeeze into bustiers and thigh-highs.
That video has over 2 million hits. How many of those are pedophiles?
Hey parents: If you liked it you should have put some clothes on it.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Not All Kids Are As Lucky as Yours
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sexy Poem of the Day
I've been watching you now
Sexy Quote of the Day
Sexy True Age
I think I was Gatsby in a past life--I love, love throwing huge parties much to the dismay of my husband's growing anti-social side (more likely his wallet).
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Sexy "WTF Elmo?" of the Day
I was at Lowe's the other day stocking up on hanging baskets that incidently all died in the May frost we had last night. There was a display of little Sesame Street garden kits. The tomato kit was Elmo themed (the check out gal did not laugh when I asked her if the tomatoes were Elmo flavored).
Sexy Mouse in the Hole
Monday, May 10, 2010
Sexy Mother's Day
AH. Mother's Day--the one day when we get breakfast in bed and a free pass t0 not cook, clean or brush our teeth (although when Monday comes and we have to clean everything up, we wonder if it was worth it).
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Sexy Soccer
The majority of our friends all have kids older than Baby Boy--and they all either play hockey or soccer. These two life-sucking sports turn otherwise vibrant and energetic people into travel-team Zombies. Ice time at 4am, driving 6 hours in a van for a three-day tourney--nothing is off limits for these fanatics.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Sexy Back Up Baaas
My son has become attached--obessed, rather-- with this soft washcloth thing with a lamb's head (yes, the same one he smooshed in the poo last week http://sexynaptime.blogspot.com/2010/04/sexy-sht-happens.html) that he calls BA.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Sexy Birthday Observation Part 2
My son is two today. Darling Husband left me a message that he wanted me to pick him up a lacrosse set for his present. Keeping in mind the child can barely use a spoon, I don't think high-level sporting goods are the appropriate choice--but I can't tell him that. So, I said Target was all sold out.
Sexy Birthday Meltdown
Baby Boy turns TWO today. I have been in denial since his party is a couple weeks away, thus retarding his leap into the so -called Terribles.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Sexy Word of the Day
I love words. In my drive toward having an amazingly verbal son (who at this point only says about 10 words and they all sound the same as in "Gark!" "Yes, Buddy! That IS an orange car!") I like giving him alternate words. So, if I say "happy" I follow up with, "gleeful is another word for happy" etc.