My Family from WiddlyTinks.com
Monday, September 6, 2010
My sticks!
I changed the stick figure family at the bottom of my blog to include our sweet baby girl!! I don't have one of these things on my car, but I think it's just adorable on my blog. I think if you click on the My Family link, you'll be taken to the site to make one of your own!
My Family from WiddlyTinks.com
My Family from WiddlyTinks.com
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Blame- it's the right thing to do!
This week was a tough one. It kind of felt like September walked up to me in a brightly lit grocery store filled with easy listening music and happy-go-lucky shoppers , tapped me on the shoulder, made sure it was me, and then punched my square in the nose. And smiled when I went down. That's pretty much how it felt. I don't think September likes me.
Let me just tell you- it was a doozie. And I feel like the best way to address this is to hand out the blame. Didn't you know, that is the healthiest thing to do? Blame those who are responsible for your upset. Trust me- once you start pointing the finger, you won't need to walk around counting slowly, taking deep cleansing breaths to avoid a mental break.
.....one, two, three, four five.......
So I blame......
- The high-ups in the Navy who really want the world to think the US Military are just friendly young boys standing by to help. While I believe that is the truth, it is pointless to try and convince the rest of the world of our 'good intentions.' So the 'joint warrior' mission my husband is preparing to deploy on- complete hogwash, in my book. Can't he just pick up trash at home or something? Or recycle? Or help a stranded motorist-- because he just did that at Publix the other day. Doesn't that count, darn it?
-- E-harmony. If you know me, you know why.
---The folks at M & M candy factory. Why on earth did you put a dang pretzel inside your candy? Didn't you know I would eat the heck out of 'em and defeat all the weight I had lost after giving birth to Evie. I was on a roll, but now- thanks to you- I have a roll-- lots of 'em, actually.
----The 7-year-old kid in my son's class who passed on his germs. Yeah, you kid. I know you're reading my blog and coughing all over the stinkin' place. Thanks so much for sharing your sickness. Boy, if you've got a funky cough and your shirt sleeve is soaked with your snot, KEEP YO GERMY SELF AT HOME. YOU READ ME??
----- The folks with the pooch who live down the street from me and left me a little 'gift' in my grass. If the lady at the tax collector's office didn't completely trash my good mood, you, Miss Funky-Poop-Leaver-Outer, totally DID! I'm half tempted to collect my 2 littles ones dirty diapers and repay the favor by sprinkling them all over your lawn. I KNOW where you live. Oh yeah! I do! You get one free pass, lady. But next time....next time, I better see a big ol' bag in your hand or a diaper strapped firmly to your dog's butt, OR ELSE. Don't think I won't do it. Situations like this are precisely why God invented night.
------My daughters bowels. Is there a reason you are not doing your thing? Do you really want to hold on to THAT?? For the love of all that is good and Holy, please, I implore you- RELEASE!!!! RELEASE!!! Just...let....it....gooooooooo! Please, Mrs. Bowels. Trust me, it really is for the best. Your friend up north, Mr. Ears, totally agrees. RELEASE!!!
six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ahhh........back to my happy place. Blame- it does a body good.
Let me just tell you- it was a doozie. And I feel like the best way to address this is to hand out the blame. Didn't you know, that is the healthiest thing to do? Blame those who are responsible for your upset. Trust me- once you start pointing the finger, you won't need to walk around counting slowly, taking deep cleansing breaths to avoid a mental break.
.....one, two, three, four five.......
So I blame......
- The high-ups in the Navy who really want the world to think the US Military are just friendly young boys standing by to help. While I believe that is the truth, it is pointless to try and convince the rest of the world of our 'good intentions.' So the 'joint warrior' mission my husband is preparing to deploy on- complete hogwash, in my book. Can't he just pick up trash at home or something? Or recycle? Or help a stranded motorist-- because he just did that at Publix the other day. Doesn't that count, darn it?
-- E-harmony. If you know me, you know why.
---The folks at M & M candy factory. Why on earth did you put a dang pretzel inside your candy? Didn't you know I would eat the heck out of 'em and defeat all the weight I had lost after giving birth to Evie. I was on a roll, but now- thanks to you- I have a roll-- lots of 'em, actually.
----The 7-year-old kid in my son's class who passed on his germs. Yeah, you kid. I know you're reading my blog and coughing all over the stinkin' place. Thanks so much for sharing your sickness. Boy, if you've got a funky cough and your shirt sleeve is soaked with your snot, KEEP YO GERMY SELF AT HOME. YOU READ ME??
----- The folks with the pooch who live down the street from me and left me a little 'gift' in my grass. If the lady at the tax collector's office didn't completely trash my good mood, you, Miss Funky-Poop-Leaver-Outer, totally DID! I'm half tempted to collect my 2 littles ones dirty diapers and repay the favor by sprinkling them all over your lawn. I KNOW where you live. Oh yeah! I do! You get one free pass, lady. But next time....next time, I better see a big ol' bag in your hand or a diaper strapped firmly to your dog's butt, OR ELSE. Don't think I won't do it. Situations like this are precisely why God invented night.
------My daughters bowels. Is there a reason you are not doing your thing? Do you really want to hold on to THAT?? For the love of all that is good and Holy, please, I implore you- RELEASE!!!! RELEASE!!! Just...let....it....gooooooooo! Please, Mrs. Bowels. Trust me, it really is for the best. Your friend up north, Mr. Ears, totally agrees. RELEASE!!!
six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Ahhh........back to my happy place. Blame- it does a body good.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Dinosaurs, Feminism, and Strokes
I'd like to share with you a little story. This is the story of how my husband had a stroke.
Okay, he didn't really have a stroke. It was more of a psychological stroke. Physically speaking, he's fine, so no need to send get well cards.
Kaiti comes into my room, where I had Jurassic Park on the TV. (I don't know, it must have been what came on after Golden Girls or something.......) She is watching intently, deep in thought and then turns to me. Here's how it went down.
K: Mom, why are there ladies around all of these dinosaurs?
S: What do you mean Kaiti? The girls are around the dinosaurs because they are studying them and are interested in dinosaurs, I guess.
K: Well, it isn't safe for them, and ladies should NOT be around dinosaurs.
---clearly, my little feminist she is NOT. she gets the traditional bone from her daddy--
S: Kaiti, women can do anything men can do. If men can be around dinosaurs, then so can women. Being a lady does not limit what we can or cannot do.
K: -very stern faced and annoyed with me, now- Mom, ladies have babies, and it is NOT right for them to put their babies around danger. You should know that.
---this is about where Jeremiah is beaming with pride---
M: You're right. If one of those ladies was pregnant, it would not be safe to be around dinosaurs. But otherwise, it would be fine.
---and here is where she branches off---
K: Mommy, when you have babies, does it hurt?
S: Umm, it hurts a bit, yes. But they give you medicine to help with that.
K: And having babies makes you get really sick. Remember? When the nurse was asking if you were still getting sick after Evie came out?
S: Kait, I only got sick because of the medicine they gave me. Having a baby does not make you sick. And as soon as they stopped giving me that medicine, I felt better. Plus, it wasn't that bad.
K: So when they cut your belly, did they use real grown up scissors or a sharp knife?
S: --in stunned silence, and annoyed that her question gave me no safe out-- I am not sure what they used- but it was a medical tool, unlike what we have around the house. And I want to make sure you know that they gave me medicine that made it so I did not feel any pain at all.
K: Right, I remember. But that medicine made you really sick. You 'frew up a lot in buckets.
S: --deep sighs here-- It did make me sick, but nothing that was really bad. Kaiti, why are you asking me all of these questions?
K: I want to have a baby when I grow up but I don't want it to hurt me bad.
S: Well, it does hurt a little bit, but more after than during, and it really is not that bad. If it was so bad, Mommy would not have had 4 babies. Aunt Kelley would not have had 3 babies. It just hurts for a little bit, but you are so excited to meet your new baby, that you barely even feel it. --okay, so I took a little poetic license here-- And Kaiti, this is not something you need to be thinking about for a LONG time.
K: Yeah, not til I am triple or something.
S: Not until you are much, much, much older.
K: I know. Not until I'm 12.
---enter Jeremiah's stroke---
Okay, he didn't really have a stroke. It was more of a psychological stroke. Physically speaking, he's fine, so no need to send get well cards.
Kaiti comes into my room, where I had Jurassic Park on the TV. (I don't know, it must have been what came on after Golden Girls or something.......) She is watching intently, deep in thought and then turns to me. Here's how it went down.
K: Mom, why are there ladies around all of these dinosaurs?
S: What do you mean Kaiti? The girls are around the dinosaurs because they are studying them and are interested in dinosaurs, I guess.
K: Well, it isn't safe for them, and ladies should NOT be around dinosaurs.
---clearly, my little feminist she is NOT. she gets the traditional bone from her daddy--
S: Kaiti, women can do anything men can do. If men can be around dinosaurs, then so can women. Being a lady does not limit what we can or cannot do.
K: -very stern faced and annoyed with me, now- Mom, ladies have babies, and it is NOT right for them to put their babies around danger. You should know that.
---this is about where Jeremiah is beaming with pride---
M: You're right. If one of those ladies was pregnant, it would not be safe to be around dinosaurs. But otherwise, it would be fine.
---and here is where she branches off---
K: Mommy, when you have babies, does it hurt?
S: Umm, it hurts a bit, yes. But they give you medicine to help with that.
K: And having babies makes you get really sick. Remember? When the nurse was asking if you were still getting sick after Evie came out?
S: Kait, I only got sick because of the medicine they gave me. Having a baby does not make you sick. And as soon as they stopped giving me that medicine, I felt better. Plus, it wasn't that bad.
K: So when they cut your belly, did they use real grown up scissors or a sharp knife?
S: --in stunned silence, and annoyed that her question gave me no safe out-- I am not sure what they used- but it was a medical tool, unlike what we have around the house. And I want to make sure you know that they gave me medicine that made it so I did not feel any pain at all.
K: Right, I remember. But that medicine made you really sick. You 'frew up a lot in buckets.
S: --deep sighs here-- It did make me sick, but nothing that was really bad. Kaiti, why are you asking me all of these questions?
K: I want to have a baby when I grow up but I don't want it to hurt me bad.
S: Well, it does hurt a little bit, but more after than during, and it really is not that bad. If it was so bad, Mommy would not have had 4 babies. Aunt Kelley would not have had 3 babies. It just hurts for a little bit, but you are so excited to meet your new baby, that you barely even feel it. --okay, so I took a little poetic license here-- And Kaiti, this is not something you need to be thinking about for a LONG time.
K: Yeah, not til I am triple or something.
S: Not until you are much, much, much older.
K: I know. Not until I'm 12.
---enter Jeremiah's stroke---
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
a little talent!
Our baby girl
is showing off
her brand new
talent!!
SHE SMILES!!!
(and simultaneously melts my beatin' heart!)
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