Remember the ugly day I just blogged about. Well, this is what Gabrielle did for the FIRST time while chilling out in her bouncer over dinner that evening! There is a God!!!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
An ugly kind of day
Woke up, used bathroom, flushed. Heard running water 5 minutes later. Toilet has been overflowing since. Water ALL over bathroom, under cabinet and washing machine. Spent a 1/2 hour cleaning it up. DIDN'T eat breakfast. Put baby down for a nap only to have her WOKEN up after 10 minutes. Had an appointment at my house, met with woman in my SWEATS with my make up from yesterday still under my eyes. Put baby down for another nap - DIDN'T sleep. Made lunch for Samuel. Put him down for a nap. Nursed baby - she fell asleep. Kicking on wall from boy who won't go to sleep WOKE the baby again! Now neither of my children are sleeping and I'm still in my sweats with make up under my eyes.
I think I'll take another splash of tuna please!
UPDATE: Went for a LONG drive. Kiddos passed out in 5 minutes. I ate fast food. Good news: sanity restored. Bad news: tummy ache!
I think I'll take another splash of tuna please!
UPDATE: Went for a LONG drive. Kiddos passed out in 5 minutes. I ate fast food. Good news: sanity restored. Bad news: tummy ache!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
And a splash of tuna!
Got up, dropped Samuel at a friends house, ate breakfast AT the table, showered AND shaved, applied make-up AND product to my hair, hung out with my hubby, did laundry AND put it away, picked Samuel up, put both kids down for a nap at the SAME time, splashed some tuna juice all over myself while making lunch. I'm NOT taking another shower.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Blog Lift
Confession: I am blogging challenged!!!
Yes my friends, it's a frightful disorder but have no fear, my friend Amanda is here! She came to my rescue one sunny afternoon. We put the kids down for a nap and busted out the laptop. She taught me about gadgets and widgets, subscribing and all sorts of great blogging stuff. I truly feel enlightened now.
I mentioned to her that I wanted to spice up the old blog. You know, give it a little nip and tuck. Well, she just couldn't resist. She performed a full blog lift! Isn't it lovely?
Once again - I thank you Amanda, my most creative and generous friend! You're the best pseudo stay at home mom in the world!!!
Yes my friends, it's a frightful disorder but have no fear, my friend Amanda is here! She came to my rescue one sunny afternoon. We put the kids down for a nap and busted out the laptop. She taught me about gadgets and widgets, subscribing and all sorts of great blogging stuff. I truly feel enlightened now.
I mentioned to her that I wanted to spice up the old blog. You know, give it a little nip and tuck. Well, she just couldn't resist. She performed a full blog lift! Isn't it lovely?
Once again - I thank you Amanda, my most creative and generous friend! You're the best pseudo stay at home mom in the world!!!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
I don't want to be THAT mother.
How many of you have been through this scenario or one similar?
So your walking somewhere in public. In my case it was a busy street just after a parade.
It's just you and the 2 kiddos. Baby is sleeping (or crying in my case) in the stroller. Your 3 year old is having a minor melt-down for whatever reason that may be. In my case from parade over-stimulation, no nap and a pound of kettle corn in the belly. He decides that he will walk no further and in protest goes limp and lays in the middle of the sidewalk whining.
You have just become THAT mother.
You know, the one passer-byers gawk at as they wonder why you can't control your kid. Yes, THAT one.
So you pick up your limp child under you arm like a pro-wrestler and you begin to push the stroller with the other. You put the "I have everything under control" smile on for your audience as you bee line for your car. Problem is you can't seem to keep the stroller straight with one hand so you accidentally bump into one of those gawkers. You say sorry but really your not.
In my case, a sweet angel of a woman stopped and asked me where my car was (it was about a 1/4 mile away). She then whipped Samuel out of my arms and carried him all the way to my car while happily chatting with me. She was a grandmother of 12 and I'm certain she was also an angel!
So what do I do when an angel doesn't come to my rescue? Do I want one of these? You tell me!
So your walking somewhere in public. In my case it was a busy street just after a parade.
It's just you and the 2 kiddos. Baby is sleeping (or crying in my case) in the stroller. Your 3 year old is having a minor melt-down for whatever reason that may be. In my case from parade over-stimulation, no nap and a pound of kettle corn in the belly. He decides that he will walk no further and in protest goes limp and lays in the middle of the sidewalk whining.
You have just become THAT mother.
You know, the one passer-byers gawk at as they wonder why you can't control your kid. Yes, THAT one.
So you pick up your limp child under you arm like a pro-wrestler and you begin to push the stroller with the other. You put the "I have everything under control" smile on for your audience as you bee line for your car. Problem is you can't seem to keep the stroller straight with one hand so you accidentally bump into one of those gawkers. You say sorry but really your not.
In my case, a sweet angel of a woman stopped and asked me where my car was (it was about a 1/4 mile away). She then whipped Samuel out of my arms and carried him all the way to my car while happily chatting with me. She was a grandmother of 12 and I'm certain she was also an angel!
So what do I do when an angel doesn't come to my rescue? Do I want one of these? You tell me!
BabyTrend sit & stand stroller.
(Older child can sit on a platform or stand on the back)
And would you get the single or the double?
(The seat in the back folds up so older child can either sit or stand)
(Older child can sit on a platform or stand on the back)
And would you get the single or the double?(The seat in the back folds up so older child can either sit or stand)
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Chicken "Not So" Little Needs A Home!
According to yesterday's comments, y'all like my cat.
(She is rather photogenic, isn't she?)
And many of you seem like the kind hearted, nurturing, be nice to animals types. So let me pull on your heart strings for a moment.
Chicken "Not So" Little needs a home!
Yes, our sweet and rather plump kitty is not happy. She was pampered, played with and got lots of good ole kitty cat lovin' until Samuel arrived and wrecked her world. After a few months and some animal therapy (just kidding), she adjusted to her new place in the family. She and Samuel eventually became buddies.
Life was good again until that dreaded day when the stork dropped Gabrielle on our doorstep. Chicken once again had her world turned upside down.
She gets fed but not necessarily when she wants. We forget to give her her kitty cat laxative (this is important when you are 11 years old). She can't find a lap to sit on because who has time to sit in this household? And Samuel thinks she likes pillow fights and leap frog. Not her idea of fun as evidenced by the hissing and scratching.
She's plainly unhappy! And we must find a home before someone gets hurt - either the cat or my son. Do any of you know of a person/family without children that could give her a home?
Oh, please say yes, please!!!
(She is rather photogenic, isn't she?)
And many of you seem like the kind hearted, nurturing, be nice to animals types. So let me pull on your heart strings for a moment.
Chicken "Not So" Little needs a home!
Yes, our sweet and rather plump kitty is not happy. She was pampered, played with and got lots of good ole kitty cat lovin' until Samuel arrived and wrecked her world. After a few months and some animal therapy (just kidding), she adjusted to her new place in the family. She and Samuel eventually became buddies.
Life was good again until that dreaded day when the stork dropped Gabrielle on our doorstep. Chicken once again had her world turned upside down.
She gets fed but not necessarily when she wants. We forget to give her her kitty cat laxative (this is important when you are 11 years old). She can't find a lap to sit on because who has time to sit in this household? And Samuel thinks she likes pillow fights and leap frog. Not her idea of fun as evidenced by the hissing and scratching.
She's plainly unhappy! And we must find a home before someone gets hurt - either the cat or my son. Do any of you know of a person/family without children that could give her a home?
Oh, please say yes, please!!!
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
WWWAT: A Different View
Click on the link above to find out more about WWWAT.
You too can join in on the fun!!!
FRUIT LOOP - OUR FISH
CHICKEN - OUR CAT
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