I wish it were in real life to a house, but I am just changing sites for my blog. Here is the new site:
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I wish it were in real life to a house, but I am just changing sites for my blog. Here is the new site:
Don’t forget to save it in your favorite!!!
Here’s a shout out to the new mommy to be: My sister!!! I never would have thought that we would be pregnant at the same time. I just wish we lived closer so we could be a bigger part of each others (and our kids) lives. Congrats to you and John and the soon to be big sister. Hope you have an easy pregnancy and a healthy baby!
I stole this from another blog… I had to. It is to cute:
WHY GOD MADE MOMS
Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:
Why did God make mothers?
1. She’s the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.
How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my Mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.
What ingredients are mothers made of ?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men’s bones then they mostly use string, I think.
Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1 We’re related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people’s moms like me.
What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My Mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don’t know because I wasn’t there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.
What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?
Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my Mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that Mom didn’t have her thinking cap on.
Who’s the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn’t want to be boss, but she has to because dad’s such a goofball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.
What’s the difference between moms & dads?
1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power ’cause that’s who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend’s.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.
What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don’t do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.
What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she’s already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet – you know, her hair. I’d diet maybe blue.
If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I’d get rid of that.
2. I’d make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
I was outside playing with Stephen today when a neighbor had pulled up. During the typical conversation in passing it came up that I was looking to start watching other children since I am home all day. So we set up an informal meeting with the other parent. Not 15 minutes after our meeting, they came knocking at my door and told me they wanted me to babysit their 5 month old starting Monday. It all seemed to perfect, it happened so easily. I am so happy that I just put myself out there to see what would happen. Now I will be getting an extra pay check every week doing what I love… Hanging out with babies all day long! So since I have been thinking about doing this for a long time I have come up with a plan. I want to get a child care license. Thanks to my sister I have the information that I need to do it. The only thing I am waiting for is a house. Because, seriously, what parent wants to take there child to some lady’s tiny apartment everyday. This is what I would want if the roles were reversed: A fenced-in yard, an indoor play area with lots of different activities, and a quiet nap area. While we continue to look for a house I am keeping those things in the back of my mind.
The child care Gods were with me today. Now I pass them along to my sister who is continuing her search for a “normal” babysitter. Good Luck!
That is the sound of me chugging water. Do you know what it is like to drink 5 and a half liters of water a day. I do, you should try it some time. So I am in day 4 of my clinical drug trial. The medication that I am taking is basically a diuretic. So I am peeing like crazy and to ensure that I don’t get dehydrated they make me drink an obscene amount of water. I got the breakdown of yesterdays intake and output and I need to drink even more. MORE WATER!! I was told to drink at least another liter which makes 6, but to make up for the one that I am behind from yesterday I need to drink 7 today. 7 LITERS OF WATER FOLKS! I think I hate water now. Well, got to go make pee pee again, I will update again in a few dates.
I got the phone call today that I have been accepted to do the research study in Madison. So I will be shipping out on August 5th for 9 nights, home for 6, and gone again for 30 days!!!! I think I have offically lost my mind. I need to give Robin a tutorial on how to take, upload and email pictures so I can at least see pictures of my kids. So I have 2 and a half days to get ready to go. We are going to Milwaukee for the weekend for Stephen’s 1st birthday. Oh boy, got to go….
NEVER EVER assume you have more diapers somewhere in one of your 5 diaper bags!! I took the last diaper from the changing table. Thinking I have 2 diaper bags with at least 3 diapers in each because I never am gone anywhere long enough for Stephen to be changed while we are out. Well, I did not realize whenever Daddy changes a diaper he snatches one from the diaper bags. So I finally go to get more diapers and just in time because the second we got home I heard the tell-tale grunts. Thank goodness it wasn’t 15 minutes earlier!
I have to admit, this one is my fault. He’s got a bump on his left eyebrow. I was simply trying to finish getting him dressed and of course he was trying to get away from me like always. Well somehow during the struggle he smacked his head on the table that I just put back in the living room. I thought, oh now that he is walking better we can have the table back…. I guess I was wrong.
Lyhna was a little upset when she found out that we went to play at the fountain without her, so being the world’s greatest step-mom that I am, after baking chocolate chip cookies and a trip to the new rocket playground, I took her and Stephen there again yesterday. It started out perfectly fine then bad things started happening one right after another:
1. Lyhna slipped and fell down the little steps of the fountain and scraped her palm. The absolute end of the world for about 2 minutes, a few hugs and kisses and NO blood later all was well again until….
2. I look away from Stephen for .2 seconds because Lyhna wanted to show me something and SMACK, then Silence (to all other moms out there you know that is the sound or lack there of something horrible!) I look back and Stephen is on his stomach so I immediately know that he took a header. Sure enough about 3 minutes of crying later appeared the egg and bruise on his forehead. All is well again and back to the water for more splashing. Then…
3. Creepy, long haired, half-naked fat man shows up. He goes in the water for awhile then walks back to his VAN. I think to myself “Thank God the creepy fat guy is leaving!” I was wrong, he went to his VAN to lather up his hair and god know what else with soap and shampoo. Back to the fountain to rinse off. I’m thinking “Okay now I feel kinda bad because this guy is obviously homeless.” But then creepy fat guy starts smiling and laughing at my kids and tells me “Boy you really have your hands full, they are really cute. How old are they?” That was it, time to leave. I don’t need the thoughts of this guy snatching my kids and doing god knows what in his crappy van. I later found out that he lives out of his van behind some old warehouse. I think our days of carefree splashing at the fountain are over!!!