Ok, this is starting to get ridiculous. Of course all these things happen while Adrian is away. I remember the unholy nosebleeds of '05. Orian has been complaining about leg pain for about a week. He complains about it constantly, especially before and after school. However, I had noticed that he sometimes didn't seem bothered, so I wondered if it was just attention-seeking behavior. This morning I woke him up and then took Izzy downstairs to get her lotion and diaper and clothes on...
It's 11:49 am and I'm having a hard time staying awake. It's my own fault. On the weekends, (or school breaks) I get into a bad cycle of staying up late and sleeping in. That's my preferred way of doing things, but grown-up life is not compatible with teenage sleep habits. Last night the boys and I watched School of Rock (NOT Orian's choice; he wanted Superman Returns) and had a Laundry Party. We made up categories for prizes, and the boys had a great attitude about ...
For some reason my boys have started waking up way before me and Izzy and getting ready for school. I am NOT complaining. It's odd, but nice, to wake up to clean, dressed children. They can get their own breakfasts...I've seen them do it...but for some reason they just hang out until I'm up to get the cereal ready for them (yes, I know, not a nutritious breakfast, but we do the best we can). Izzy and I usually wake up at 6:25 except fr the mornings we...gasp...don't take...
I finally got my official notification. He's going to miss her entire first year. I am crushed.
1. The kids had a decent Easter. Easter Eve (??) a neighbor brought his kids over and they all played and painted eggs together and ate pizza. Izzy loved the attention, and my boys had fun chasing the 2 year old around the house. Two year old loved to scream "baaaabeee! baaaaabeee!" to Izzy. At one point while I was nursing (with my Hooter Hider cover on), 2 year old became concerned when she couldn't locate the baby. I told her the baby was eating and show...
I have recently taken to giving to the homeless at every opportunity. Never a large amount, since I'm a debit card girl anyway and don't generally have much cash on me. But when I approach the red light or stop sign I dig through what I have and come up with a dollar or two. I used to just drive right by and could very much justify doing so, but then I got to thinking about how much other people have done for me. I have been touched by more generosity than one person could p...
I spent most of today cleaning since Spring Break is over and school starts tomorrow and I wanted our routine to get off to a good start. I was close to having everything I wanted to do done and in time to watch The Simpsons, too. Out of nowhere my middle child announced that he had something in his ear. Ok. It could be wax. I've seen the insides of his ears. "It's a little blue ball," he told me. I asked him if HE put it in there (obviously he did because little blue balls d...
What a day. And it's only 4:30. I overslept this morning, but Izzy and I still managed to have a pleasant bath. She plays in her bouncer while I wash my hair and shave my legs, and then I get her and strip her down and bring her into the tub with me for her bath. It works out great, and she loves the water. She insists on being turned around so that she can "swim". It's a real joy on some otherwise fairly sucky mornings. I got her dressed (in a cut...
Seems I've been bitten by the blogging bug. My apologies. (I got bit by some other kind of bug too, but that's a different story.) Izzy's 4 month check up was the morning, and she is doing wonderfully. One thing I hate, though, is having to hold my tongue and be polite while being patronized. Last appt (2 months), our doctor wasn't available. We saw a nice old man whom I felt comfortable with and who seemed to have a lot of wisdom and experience. This time I had an ...
THIS WILL BE IN ALL CAPS. I'M NOT YELLING, I'M NAK. AGAIN, NOT YELLING. I WILL MAKE THIS QUICK SINCE BABY GIRL HAS A CHECK UP THIS AM. SC - I ASKED YOU TO IGNORE ME AND I WOULD DO THE SAME SINCE I JUST FUNDAMENTALLY DON'T LIKE YOU. TRY IT. I ALSO HAVE NO CONTROL OVER WHAT LW DOES OR SAYS, ALTHOUGH I CAN SPANK HER IF YOU'D LIKE. THAT IS ALL.
Spring Break is almost over. All 2 weeks of it. There's technically still time for us to go to Cancun, but the airline ticket prices would be ridiculous. I'd really like to go wild but I guess I'll have to wait until next year for that. Hehe. Instead we have a 4 month check up, a Cub Scout meeting, a Cub Scout trip to the news station, a Cub Scout site sale, an FRG trip to the beach (probably not going since daddy doesn't want baby to see the ocean until he's home), Era...
It's no secret that I don't believe in spanking. There are times when my children piss me off so severely that it sure would be satisfying to give them a smack on the behind, but I don't discipline to make myself feel better. I discipline to raise secure, happy, competent, considerate children. Therefore, what would make *me* feel better when my child spills Cocoa Puffs all over the kitchen floor (and leaves them there as if there are some magic cereal fairies who clean these things ...
While American women have, and always should have, the right to choose how to feed their infants, many Americans simply do not understand the difference between breast milk and infant formula. Many people feel that formula is "as good as" or "close to" breast milk. An infant can surely survive and grow and develop while consuming manufactured infant formula, but formula will never be a true substitute for mother's milk. Because human milk is so superior to infant formula and s...
There is hot and then there is "MySpace Hot". MySpace Hot is what you get when an average, or unattractive male or female dresses and/or poses seductively, for females lots of make-up is involved, and the photo is cropped or otherwise altered to make the male or female almost unrecognizable to people who actually know him or her. The end result, though, is a photo of a "hot" person. I think we all like to post what we feel are flattering photos of ourselves. And onl...