Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
And now the plot to rid my life of that hair-shedding-all-over-my-house-60-pound-liability-that-my-hausband-loves thickens. Unfortunately, I think Bode might actually miss him. Too bad for Bode.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
I think I'll go throw up now.
I came, I saw, I endured. Do I feel some huge sense of accomplishment? No, not yet. Although I do plan on talking about this incessantly with any and every person I come into contact with for the next 6 months. Because that is completely enduring and not annoying at all. And whenever I do delve into the gory details about my most amazing physical fete to date I am sure I will leave out the part about my head feeling fuzzy, my body feeling like jello, and the grotesque state of my intestinal track. I will also leave out the part where I curled up in the fetal position rocking back and forth while vowing to never do anything so stupid again.
Yah, I'll definitely only talk about the good parts, whenever I can come up with some.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Andy doesn't come home on Wednesday nights until after church. This makes the 5:00-7:00 PM time torturous for all involved. One of my sanity savers on Wednesdays is to feed the kids their dinner in the bathtub. No mess, no clean-up. I give myself permission to not cook a "real" meal on these nights so their dinner is usually apple slices, cheese, grapes, or whatever. I sit on the side of the tub and put it in their mouths one bite at a time. It's kinda fun for an I'm-about-to-lose-my-mind kinda night.
I love cereal so much I could just about eat it for every meal, and sometimes I do. Just call me Jerry Seinfeld.
My kids are sick this week. I secretly enjoy it because they are so snuggly when they don't feel good (and i can let them watch TV all day and not feel bad about it).
I am in desperate need of some Target therapy this weekend. Anyone in?
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Finally after much weeping and gnashing of teeth she announced, "Fine, Raegan can take Blackhead."
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Andy: Bode this is a blue truck. Hi, blue truck. Look at the blue truck, Bode. Pretty blue truck. Oh good, pat the blue truck.
Andy: Bode, where is the blue truck?
Andy: No, son, that's your nipple.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Zilch. Notta. Nothing.
I went ahead and saved myself some time and didn't even try to get a picture of my kids in their adorable pink and gray outfits. I didn't set the Easter baskets out and I will go ahead and admit that I never even bought Bode one (thankfully his teachers had an extra one at the sonshine school hunt in pics below). I sent him to an Easter egg hunt yesterday with our Fisher Price grocery basket sans plastic food.
Someday soon, when the weather is beautiful and I have two pockets full of jelly beans (aka bribery) I will dress my kids back up in their outfits and take some pictures, then I will photoshop today's date on them. And I will buy Bode an obnoxious basket with a huge truck on it and set them out one random morning when we aren't trying desperately to get out the door to church on time.
And I will tell them the beautiful story of Jesus and the empty tomb. I may even teach them "Up From the Grave He Arose." But not today. Today I will just survive. Some days are like that.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Now if I could just convince Bode everyone would be happy. And frankly, I don't blame him. Look at that thing and tell me you aren't a little scared (no offense to whoever is in this suit).
He may hate the big bad bunny but don't mess with his candy filled eggs.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
And then Bode found the curtain much more interesting than the newest addition to the family. He also smashed a breakfast bar in his cr0tch but darn it if I didn't have the camera ready for that little trick. Welcome to the family, Henson! We put the "fun" in dysfunctional.