So the other day I went to our old house. (Which is a misnomer because it is technically only 12 years old.) Anyway. We still own the house and my cousin and his wife are renting it from us, they might buy it in a year or so, but they are doing repair work and paint stuff, so even if they decide not to buy, but move somewhere else, we will have an improved property to sell. Win-win.
Anyway again. I had a Home Gathering for CTMH there and my cousin in law gave me a tour. It is beautiful. Her daughter asked if it was weird coming and seeing it changed and I said no because it looks so different. It doesn't feel like our house. I was really happy to see it.
It was also funny because when we moved into it, the first thing we did was paint the master bedroom. I choose a medium grey to match the bedding set we had. I know, rookie mistake. But I did want it dark so my lovely husband could sleep in there when he worked nights. You know, to keep the room darker during the day. Well. I didn't mind the darkness of it, but it never quite matched the bedding and within two years we bought a king size bed and of course no longer used the bedding. But the new bedding I picked was brown with palm trees. Really it's not quite as bad as it sounds.
The intent was to paint the walls chocolate brown eventually.
Did I mention in our current house we still need to paint the interior doors? Yeah, we never got around to changing that bedroom color.
But cool thing is my cousin in law said "yeah and we loved this blue color in the bedroom so we didn't change it..."
Huh.
Blue?
Guess that's why I never liked it with the grey and tan bedding....
Friday, September 28, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Politics, Shall We?
Oh my is anyone else terrified of Obama's second term??
I really think this is it. The end of America's story. I recently watched that film 2016. The writer talks about how he used to read about the great empires of the past, their rise and fall. And it was eerie because I remember reading about them as a student as well. And thinking, how long can America last? Well, is this the answer. Now?
It's spooky. I see people on FB a lot talking politics. I see the news media. I even have family members. That all think that things are just peachy. That Obama has made the world a better place. Gas prices sky high? Killing of embassy ambassadors? Unrest all around the globe? 47% of Americans receiving food stamps?? This is better?
Or is this just what things looked like at the end of the 1970s? Please God I pray that we see a turn around. I pray the media is skewing the poll numbers and that most Americans (at least the 53% that are not on food stamps) are going to vote for Romney.
Meanwhile I sit in the red state of Texas with my fingers crossed.
I really think this is it. The end of America's story. I recently watched that film 2016. The writer talks about how he used to read about the great empires of the past, their rise and fall. And it was eerie because I remember reading about them as a student as well. And thinking, how long can America last? Well, is this the answer. Now?
It's spooky. I see people on FB a lot talking politics. I see the news media. I even have family members. That all think that things are just peachy. That Obama has made the world a better place. Gas prices sky high? Killing of embassy ambassadors? Unrest all around the globe? 47% of Americans receiving food stamps?? This is better?
Or is this just what things looked like at the end of the 1970s? Please God I pray that we see a turn around. I pray the media is skewing the poll numbers and that most Americans (at least the 53% that are not on food stamps) are going to vote for Romney.
Meanwhile I sit in the red state of Texas with my fingers crossed.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The mother in law post
I've had a bit of a breakthrough. Within myself.
An epiphany. Thank you Jesus.
My in-laws recently came into some money. As in 'up from the ground Texas tea' or however the hillbilly song goes. And it made her (if this was even possible) more obnoxious. She made EVERY single conversation about money. And how much they had and how they were going to 'take care of themselves first and then take care of the grandkids'. That is a direct quote. By the way...what does one say to that? Thank you? I understand? No problem? Have a nice cruise? I nodded awkwardly. (shrug)
Then in an amazingly awkward turn of events she gave me a check. She actually had tears in her eyes and I can say I had no idea what to do. It's as if she was trying to buy all the horrible things she had ever said or done out of my memory. I tried to tell her I couldn't accept it, and then I thanked her when she insisted. Saying it was too much. Oh my never have I been in such a socially weird position.
So the other day my dad and I were talking about that moment and he thought that she was trying to make things right in her own way. I thought she was still faking it. Mostly to impress D.
That's not the epiphany.
So when I finally logged back onto facebook this weekend (head above water) I saw a prayer she re-posted. It was called The Knots Prayer. HERE's a link to what it looks like. It was something she had reposted, but I read it anyway
It was the end that got me. "especially the thought that I am not good enough" Epiphany.
I knew that she never got along with her mother. Never felt like her mother treated her equally--and still doesn't. But now it just hit me that that is why she is so abrasive and controlling. She is trying to compensate for a lifetime of not feeling good enough. It suddenly all makes perfect sense. I actually cried because I felt so sorry for her. I've been so blessed to not only be treated like a perfect gift from God by my parents and grandparents, but to also have close friends and a brother I have been able to confide in my whole life. And now I still have them rooting for me. Plus I have a husband and three beautiful kids...I got girls and a boy. She never had a little girl. I don't know--maybe that has nothing to do with it, but it's like I finally see all the pieces falling into place.
And even if I didn't have those things to lean on, I have a very strong faith in prayer and God. I don't know what she believes. I mean I know she believes in God and prayer, but does she really know how to pray or feel God's presence in her heart??
So now that I'll be framing all her crap differently in my head lol maybe my life we'll be a little easier. Or at least maybe I'll just start praying for her more. Because to be perfectly honest, she was a little low on my prayer list....
An epiphany. Thank you Jesus.
My in-laws recently came into some money. As in 'up from the ground Texas tea' or however the hillbilly song goes. And it made her (if this was even possible) more obnoxious. She made EVERY single conversation about money. And how much they had and how they were going to 'take care of themselves first and then take care of the grandkids'. That is a direct quote. By the way...what does one say to that? Thank you? I understand? No problem? Have a nice cruise? I nodded awkwardly. (shrug)
Then in an amazingly awkward turn of events she gave me a check. She actually had tears in her eyes and I can say I had no idea what to do. It's as if she was trying to buy all the horrible things she had ever said or done out of my memory. I tried to tell her I couldn't accept it, and then I thanked her when she insisted. Saying it was too much. Oh my never have I been in such a socially weird position.
So the other day my dad and I were talking about that moment and he thought that she was trying to make things right in her own way. I thought she was still faking it. Mostly to impress D.
That's not the epiphany.
So when I finally logged back onto facebook this weekend (head above water) I saw a prayer she re-posted. It was called The Knots Prayer. HERE's a link to what it looks like. It was something she had reposted, but I read it anyway
It was the end that got me. "especially the thought that I am not good enough" Epiphany.
I knew that she never got along with her mother. Never felt like her mother treated her equally--and still doesn't. But now it just hit me that that is why she is so abrasive and controlling. She is trying to compensate for a lifetime of not feeling good enough. It suddenly all makes perfect sense. I actually cried because I felt so sorry for her. I've been so blessed to not only be treated like a perfect gift from God by my parents and grandparents, but to also have close friends and a brother I have been able to confide in my whole life. And now I still have them rooting for me. Plus I have a husband and three beautiful kids...I got girls and a boy. She never had a little girl. I don't know--maybe that has nothing to do with it, but it's like I finally see all the pieces falling into place.
And even if I didn't have those things to lean on, I have a very strong faith in prayer and God. I don't know what she believes. I mean I know she believes in God and prayer, but does she really know how to pray or feel God's presence in her heart??
So now that I'll be framing all her crap differently in my head lol maybe my life we'll be a little easier. Or at least maybe I'll just start praying for her more. Because to be perfectly honest, she was a little low on my prayer list....
Monday, September 10, 2012
Little d turned eight
and we had to cancel her party.
Sigh. The good news is that all the kids are healthy! I however, not so much.
Here I am again holed up in the bedroom. This time with what I assume was a stomach virus. I started feeling crappy Thursday evening, and ran 102.8 on Friday. I thought it would be over quickly, but today is Monday and even though I am able to eat, I still feel yucky sometimes and run fever off and on.
Saturday was supposed to be Little d's Monster High party. Cancelled of course. Boo and Hiss.
Little d is just flourishing. I can't believe that she's doing so well with the start of school. She now gets dropped off in the drop off lane, I don't walk her to the door of her class. She isn't sad about missing me. She loves her teacher and she has one of her two best friends in her class. The other second grade is right next door with a connecting room, so they interact a lot and she gets to see her other very best friend during the day. I am just thrilled with it. I can't believe that she's already eight.
They say time flies and before you know it they will be all grown up, but it's not something you can grasp until it happens to you. She's just getting so big. So tall. Long hair. Sweet smiles, shy looks. I want to just stop time...for all of them. I want to preserve her innocence. I know that right around the corner is the part where she learns about the birds and the bees. She'll learn about bad people on the world and corruption and all the junk that will take over her thoughts of fairies and Santa and the latest tunes on Radio Disney. And I wish I could just stop time now so she stays right here.
Okay I do look forward to the conversations we'll have when she's an adult. But I'd totally be okay with freezing time right now.
Uhg. I hate being holed up in the bedroom. At least I think I'm on the end of this thing.
On another note I think my husband paid me a compliment about how well organized I keep things. I think. Something about missing me and not feeling like he could do everything. I'll pretend it was a well thought out compliment to my domestic awesomeness.
On an even other note. My mom is the true domestic awesome. Without her, truly this house would fall apart. And me too.
Sigh. The good news is that all the kids are healthy! I however, not so much.
Here I am again holed up in the bedroom. This time with what I assume was a stomach virus. I started feeling crappy Thursday evening, and ran 102.8 on Friday. I thought it would be over quickly, but today is Monday and even though I am able to eat, I still feel yucky sometimes and run fever off and on.
Saturday was supposed to be Little d's Monster High party. Cancelled of course. Boo and Hiss.
Little d is just flourishing. I can't believe that she's doing so well with the start of school. She now gets dropped off in the drop off lane, I don't walk her to the door of her class. She isn't sad about missing me. She loves her teacher and she has one of her two best friends in her class. The other second grade is right next door with a connecting room, so they interact a lot and she gets to see her other very best friend during the day. I am just thrilled with it. I can't believe that she's already eight.
They say time flies and before you know it they will be all grown up, but it's not something you can grasp until it happens to you. She's just getting so big. So tall. Long hair. Sweet smiles, shy looks. I want to just stop time...for all of them. I want to preserve her innocence. I know that right around the corner is the part where she learns about the birds and the bees. She'll learn about bad people on the world and corruption and all the junk that will take over her thoughts of fairies and Santa and the latest tunes on Radio Disney. And I wish I could just stop time now so she stays right here.
Okay I do look forward to the conversations we'll have when she's an adult. But I'd totally be okay with freezing time right now.
Uhg. I hate being holed up in the bedroom. At least I think I'm on the end of this thing.
On another note I think my husband paid me a compliment about how well organized I keep things. I think. Something about missing me and not feeling like he could do everything. I'll pretend it was a well thought out compliment to my domestic awesomeness.
On an even other note. My mom is the true domestic awesome. Without her, truly this house would fall apart. And me too.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
End of Summer
Gosh I hate tonight. Tomorrow I send Little d to second grade. Granted her teacher this year will be fabulous, and the 'co-teacher' equally awesome, I just hate her being at school.
I hate the schedule, the endless colds that I hope will abate this year. The nervousness on both our parts. She does better with this stuff than I do tho.
I love her so much. I love having conversations with her. I know things will be quiet during the school day. Well--not that quiet.
There's this guy....
He surely keeps me on my toes. We recently went to POC for a few days. The only trip this summer--such a waste, but it is what it is. They LOVED the beach. And so did I. This girl 'surfed' on a sandbar...
She keeps me in stitches! She had a blast of course. And here's my beautiful second grader...
Three precious jewels.
I can't forget my dad. Since D was working nights while we were down there, my dad stepped up to help me out with the kiddos. And good thing since Little md is quite literally attached to his hip...
Then the next day my dad arranged for us to go fishing. It was so awesome! The two littles got cranky and my mom took them home early, but dad, Little d and I stayed for a little bit longer...
Here's Little md's first fish.
Little d's first fish.
And Little m with her first catch.
He wanted to hold the fish so bad. But they have spines on their fins.
Couldn't be happier with her skipjack.
Braving a touch...
Just gimme the fish!
She kept fishing and fishing
My little always posing for the camera girl....
Gosh I love getting away to POC. I wish the mosquitoes hadn't feasted on Little m so much. I wish summer still had a few more weeks! I wish I wish.
In other news. The baby calf we adopted and are bottle feeding is doing amazing! She is such a cutie...
I really need to add some posts to this blog. I've been so busy with cleaning and doing CTMH stuff that I don't sit down to write.
I want to post about the calf, my mother in law, politics, each child's personality, just life. Maybe this week I'll get around to it.
I hate the schedule, the endless colds that I hope will abate this year. The nervousness on both our parts. She does better with this stuff than I do tho.
I love her so much. I love having conversations with her. I know things will be quiet during the school day. Well--not that quiet.
There's this guy....
He surely keeps me on my toes. We recently went to POC for a few days. The only trip this summer--such a waste, but it is what it is. They LOVED the beach. And so did I. This girl 'surfed' on a sandbar...
She keeps me in stitches! She had a blast of course. And here's my beautiful second grader...
I can't forget my dad. Since D was working nights while we were down there, my dad stepped up to help me out with the kiddos. And good thing since Little md is quite literally attached to his hip...
Then the next day my dad arranged for us to go fishing. It was so awesome! The two littles got cranky and my mom took them home early, but dad, Little d and I stayed for a little bit longer...
Here's Little md's first fish.
Little d's first fish.
And Little m with her first catch.
Couldn't be happier with her skipjack.
Braving a touch...
Just gimme the fish!
My little always posing for the camera girl....
Gosh I love getting away to POC. I wish the mosquitoes hadn't feasted on Little m so much. I wish summer still had a few more weeks! I wish I wish.
In other news. The baby calf we adopted and are bottle feeding is doing amazing! She is such a cutie...
I really need to add some posts to this blog. I've been so busy with cleaning and doing CTMH stuff that I don't sit down to write.
I want to post about the calf, my mother in law, politics, each child's personality, just life. Maybe this week I'll get around to it.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Still Kicking
Well I survived convention. Check out my other blog for the info on that.
everythingshetouches.blogspot.com
I'm not linking it on purpose.
Life is finding a little bit of a rhythm. I have started this chore chart. Here's what it looks like:
Everyday:
Dishes & Exercise
Spot Sweep & Kitchen Table
De-Clutter & Give Baths
Clean and Wipe Down Countertops
Take Out Trash
Monday:
Kids and Guest Bathrooms
Tuesday (swing day each thing gets done once a month)
Vacuum Bedrooms/Hallway (week 1)
Dust Blinds & Wipe Windowsills & Dust Bedrooms (week 2)
Re-Organize Pantry/Food Drawers (week 3)
Yard Cleanup & Clean Out Car (week 4)
Wednesday:
Clean Out Fridge & Wipe Down Cabinets/Appliances & Vacuum Living Room
Thursday:
Groceries and Errands
Friday:
Master Bathroom
Saturday:
Laundry & Blog & Scrapbook
Sunday:
Sweep Hard Floors & Dust Living Room
So there was a little method to my madness. I chose the "everyday" tasks as things I thought needed to be done on a daily basis. Then I made a list of chores I thought should be done once a week. I picked which day they got assigned based on how I think it will fit in with the fast approaching school year. For example, I wanted weekends to be easy and restful so I chose chores I thought were easier (not bathrooms!) and fun stuff like scrapbooking. (I wanted it on the calendar so it was a priority!) I chose Wednesday to clean out fridge to make room for groceries on Thursday. I picked Monday to do two bathrooms because it's the one day that we don't have appointments after school (like dance and CCD). I also put laundry all on one day on the weekend so that I would feel confident that everyone would have clothes to wear all week.
I got the general idea for this organization from something I saw on Pinterest, which oddly, I didn't even pin. I just immediately started working on the list.
I printed it out and have it displayed in my kitchen on one of those recipe book holders. I look at it all throughout the day and it really helps me to keep track of things. Now so far I have not kept the right things to the right day because I'm still playing catch-up. But I really feel like it makes tons of sense for how I need to keep the house clean. And of course there are things that throw kinks in it--like errands that need to be done on other days or kids who just won't sleep through the night and cause me to be too darn tired to exercise!!!
Where was I?
Oh yes, rhythm. Feels a little peaceful. And I am super excited about making my CTMH business work. Might help that I went to Convention, or that I have a fabulous upline, or that I like the products even better this time. I've decided to set goals this time. Here's my first one:
Three home gatherings in August. (I cheated a little because I have two people already interested in having a party.) But it's up to me to follow through and get things ready.
Okay off to clean...more....
everythingshetouches.blogspot.com
I'm not linking it on purpose.
Life is finding a little bit of a rhythm. I have started this chore chart. Here's what it looks like:
Everyday:
Dishes & Exercise
Spot Sweep & Kitchen Table
De-Clutter & Give Baths
Clean and Wipe Down Countertops
Take Out Trash
Monday:
Kids and Guest Bathrooms
Tuesday (swing day each thing gets done once a month)
Vacuum Bedrooms/Hallway (week 1)
Dust Blinds & Wipe Windowsills & Dust Bedrooms (week 2)
Re-Organize Pantry/Food Drawers (week 3)
Yard Cleanup & Clean Out Car (week 4)
Wednesday:
Clean Out Fridge & Wipe Down Cabinets/Appliances & Vacuum Living Room
Thursday:
Groceries and Errands
Friday:
Master Bathroom
Saturday:
Laundry & Blog & Scrapbook
Sunday:
Sweep Hard Floors & Dust Living Room
So there was a little method to my madness. I chose the "everyday" tasks as things I thought needed to be done on a daily basis. Then I made a list of chores I thought should be done once a week. I picked which day they got assigned based on how I think it will fit in with the fast approaching school year. For example, I wanted weekends to be easy and restful so I chose chores I thought were easier (not bathrooms!) and fun stuff like scrapbooking. (I wanted it on the calendar so it was a priority!) I chose Wednesday to clean out fridge to make room for groceries on Thursday. I picked Monday to do two bathrooms because it's the one day that we don't have appointments after school (like dance and CCD). I also put laundry all on one day on the weekend so that I would feel confident that everyone would have clothes to wear all week.
I got the general idea for this organization from something I saw on Pinterest, which oddly, I didn't even pin. I just immediately started working on the list.
I printed it out and have it displayed in my kitchen on one of those recipe book holders. I look at it all throughout the day and it really helps me to keep track of things. Now so far I have not kept the right things to the right day because I'm still playing catch-up. But I really feel like it makes tons of sense for how I need to keep the house clean. And of course there are things that throw kinks in it--like errands that need to be done on other days or kids who just won't sleep through the night and cause me to be too darn tired to exercise!!!
Where was I?
Oh yes, rhythm. Feels a little peaceful. And I am super excited about making my CTMH business work. Might help that I went to Convention, or that I have a fabulous upline, or that I like the products even better this time. I've decided to set goals this time. Here's my first one:
Three home gatherings in August. (I cheated a little because I have two people already interested in having a party.) But it's up to me to follow through and get things ready.
Okay off to clean...more....
Monday, June 25, 2012
Bedrest?
Well. Because I'm somewhat OCD, my diagnosis--not a professional's, I have locked myself in the bedroom the last week as I ran fever. Low grade with no other symptoms to speak of. So bizarre. I went to the doc on Friday. She said I have a little fluid in my ears and some drainage with a little rattle in my chest, but no signs of any serious infections. So she gave me a script for z-pac and told me if things get worse or if I'm still running fever by Sunday to start the meds. Well by Sunday I was still running fever. But I delayed and started the meds today.
I am going stir crazy in this bedroom. Normally I wouldn't be quite so careful to avoid the kids, but with Little m's hives/whatever it is issues, I am being super careful to keep her well. Tomorrow I take her to the ENT. Hopefully he'll have some insight and I can relax my paranoia a little. I am still traumatized over the stint in the hospital.
I started reading a book on my Kindle called the Happiness Project. Or something. It's kind of a neat concept. And she keeps saying these things that hit me over the head like "THAT'S SO ME!" For example she said that she's not unhappy or depressed, but that she finds herself 'always on the edge of agitation.' I had a total aha moment (not to quote Oprah). That's my problem. I call it stress, but I guess it's always just being aggravated about something or at myself for not having something done. It kind of drags me down and makes me not as happy as I could be.
So her first chapter talks about being more energetic by getting more sleep (if only), exercise (yeah I was right in the middle of that when fever struck) and--this I can completely relate to--getting more organized. I have wanted for SO long, since we moved into the new house, to get it organized. I have never been able to because something like this fever always gets in the way.
I can't even tell you how many times I've told my husband that if the house were clean I would be MUCH easier to get along with. And you know what?? When the house is clean, my kids get along better.
Back to the stir crazy--I also miss my kids terribly. I just want to give them a big old hug! I'm supposed to go the CTMH convention in 16 days. I really really want to cancel. I could use that time so much more effectively here. Like plan my first CTMH party....
I am going stir crazy in this bedroom. Normally I wouldn't be quite so careful to avoid the kids, but with Little m's hives/whatever it is issues, I am being super careful to keep her well. Tomorrow I take her to the ENT. Hopefully he'll have some insight and I can relax my paranoia a little. I am still traumatized over the stint in the hospital.
I started reading a book on my Kindle called the Happiness Project. Or something. It's kind of a neat concept. And she keeps saying these things that hit me over the head like "THAT'S SO ME!" For example she said that she's not unhappy or depressed, but that she finds herself 'always on the edge of agitation.' I had a total aha moment (not to quote Oprah). That's my problem. I call it stress, but I guess it's always just being aggravated about something or at myself for not having something done. It kind of drags me down and makes me not as happy as I could be.
So her first chapter talks about being more energetic by getting more sleep (if only), exercise (yeah I was right in the middle of that when fever struck) and--this I can completely relate to--getting more organized. I have wanted for SO long, since we moved into the new house, to get it organized. I have never been able to because something like this fever always gets in the way.
I can't even tell you how many times I've told my husband that if the house were clean I would be MUCH easier to get along with. And you know what?? When the house is clean, my kids get along better.
Back to the stir crazy--I also miss my kids terribly. I just want to give them a big old hug! I'm supposed to go the CTMH convention in 16 days. I really really want to cancel. I could use that time so much more effectively here. Like plan my first CTMH party....
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Take the time to blog woman!
To pick up where we left off...
Little m and I and Little md all recovered. But then Little m got ill again with perhaps a stomach thing or perhaps a reaction to coming off of the steroid. (BTW that steroid caused her to eat all day, have even more temper tantrums and lift the furniture with hand. okay I made that last one up.) She was on the steroid because of the hives caused by probably the high levels of mycoplasma pneumoniae in the system. It's a bacteria that causes pneumonia and can stay in the body for LONG periods of time.
Well May rocked on and by the end of the school year things were starting to look up. Little m was over the week-long diarrhea. Little d had her Field day, AR water fun day, awards day! And then we were home freeeeee! Except the Sunday after school was out Little d came down with a high fever and Little d was coming down with severe hives again. Ugh. Two trips to the walk in clinic later, and Little d had acute tonsillitis and Little d had another round of steroids.
The new pediatrician saw her the following Tuesday and thinks that the bacteria is lingering and could continue to flair up causing the hives. She said she could have tonsilitis also because her throat looked like it could be infected. (The doc on Sunday had said her tonsils were swollen). So she had to take a round of antibiotics. We are now waiting until next Tuesday to see a ENT doc to see if her tonsils will need to come out. She will also need to see the allergist. Sooooo not how I wanted to spend the summer.
We did have a nice week (almost) of D being off after working a month-long shutdown. One night we even ate pizza in the pool!! D and I have been doing a little cleaning, shopping for tile, just hanging with the kids and our fab neighbors (my bro and his wife). I've even started working out and eating better. I'm down four pounds, but the best part is I'm feeling healthier. And like I'm getting stronger.
At least until this morning. Woke up with a tickle in my throat. Took some allergy medicine in case it's from the cleaning. Then locked myself in the bedroom while D spent the day with the kids. Thought it was getting better, but then I got some chills so I took my temp this afternoon. Yep. Between 99 and 100. L O V E L Y. I don't even know anymore.
So not how I want to spend the summer....
Little m and I and Little md all recovered. But then Little m got ill again with perhaps a stomach thing or perhaps a reaction to coming off of the steroid. (BTW that steroid caused her to eat all day, have even more temper tantrums and lift the furniture with hand. okay I made that last one up.) She was on the steroid because of the hives caused by probably the high levels of mycoplasma pneumoniae in the system. It's a bacteria that causes pneumonia and can stay in the body for LONG periods of time.
Well May rocked on and by the end of the school year things were starting to look up. Little m was over the week-long diarrhea. Little d had her Field day, AR water fun day, awards day! And then we were home freeeeee! Except the Sunday after school was out Little d came down with a high fever and Little d was coming down with severe hives again. Ugh. Two trips to the walk in clinic later, and Little d had acute tonsillitis and Little d had another round of steroids.
The new pediatrician saw her the following Tuesday and thinks that the bacteria is lingering and could continue to flair up causing the hives. She said she could have tonsilitis also because her throat looked like it could be infected. (The doc on Sunday had said her tonsils were swollen). So she had to take a round of antibiotics. We are now waiting until next Tuesday to see a ENT doc to see if her tonsils will need to come out. She will also need to see the allergist. Sooooo not how I wanted to spend the summer.
We did have a nice week (almost) of D being off after working a month-long shutdown. One night we even ate pizza in the pool!! D and I have been doing a little cleaning, shopping for tile, just hanging with the kids and our fab neighbors (my bro and his wife). I've even started working out and eating better. I'm down four pounds, but the best part is I'm feeling healthier. And like I'm getting stronger.
At least until this morning. Woke up with a tickle in my throat. Took some allergy medicine in case it's from the cleaning. Then locked myself in the bedroom while D spent the day with the kids. Thought it was getting better, but then I got some chills so I took my temp this afternoon. Yep. Between 99 and 100. L O V E L Y. I don't even know anymore.
So not how I want to spend the summer....
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Hop pit tul
That's how Little m says hospital. And that's where she spent the weekend.
Last Saturday night (a week ago) she acted a little puny. Didn't want to eat dinner--just very tired. Sunday she was acting a little off also, so I checked her temp in the afternoon and it was 99. She had a bit of a cough, so I thought she had a little cold. Lucky us--she was just about finished with her antibiotics for an ear infection. She has a low temp and a little cough Monday. Monday I went shopping and got a new ear thermometer because I just haven't trusted my forehead temp taker. When I got home and tried it out, it showed she had 101. During the night it shot up to 103.9 so I sent my mom and dad to the all night pharmacy to get ibuprofen since obviously the Tylenol was not working.
Tuesday I took her in to our pediatrician. He did a rapid strep and RSV culture in the office. They were both negative. He sent us to the lab for the full strep and flu cultures. Both of those were negative, so he said it was just a virus that needed to run it's course. But her fever was still spiking over 103 while I was alternately tylenol and ibuprofen. She was hardly eating and just sipping on water or occasionally juice. She also had a rash on her upper arms and legs. By Friday I was at the end of my rope.
At 815a I called his office back. I left a message with the nurse and after an hour she hadn't returned my call. I decided to call my partner in crime's peds office. They weren't accepting new patients except on a waiting list but I said I wanted a second opinion on a high fever that had been going on for a week. They said bring her in at 3p.
At 1145a my nurse finally called back. She got a little snippy when she found out that I had an appointment with another office. But I've gotten over that guilt trip.
I was so nervous in my decision. I felt like I burned a bridge with my old doc by just making the other appointment. What if the new doc didn't take my kids as new patients? Where would we go? Then I thought my kid's don't have to have a pediatrician. My regular doc would be fine. Since Little md turned two they are all done with their vaccines. So to have a specialized doc wasn't a must. I feel confident if my doc needed to consult a pediatrician he would. He comes from a line of doctors and he has kids of his own. We really like him and his staff and his PA.
It was also helpful that my husband, mom and dad, two best friends, brother and sis in law all agreed and supported me.
At the new doc's office, we went into the sick kid waiting room (yes separate waiting rooms-bonus). As I was filling out paperwork one of the receptionists noticed Little m looked like she was running fever and got us immediately into a room. Within two minutes we were speaking to the doc. She gave Little m Motrin (her temp was 102.5). And began the exam. She decided that her fever was too high for just a virus for that long. She said we should admit her to the hospital (where she was on call for the weekend) and run tests and get an IV started because she was getting dehydrated. She said that would help her feel better and fight the infection. She wanted to start her on two IV antibiotics and if her chest xray came back showing pneumonia, then start her on an oral antibiotic.
At this point I started tearing up because let's face it...it pretty much confirmed my worst fear that my little girl was very sick. Dr. Maya gave me a hug--'it's going to be okay mama' she said.
We left her office with the admitting orders and went to the hospital to check in. My daughter was amazing. She let them do the IV and draw blood and followed orders and didn't fight or even cry. I put her in a diaper in the hospital because with her sleeping so much and feeling so weak I knew there would be accidents.
At this point I can't even begin to describe what it felt like to see her in that tiny hospital gown in the bed with the IV in her little hand. This was taken with my phone on Sunday. She was doing so much better, her color was good and she was smiling. Thank goodness her two Merlia dolls were able to come stay with her in the hospital.
There are moments and pictures of this weekend that are etched in my brain. Her watching them start her IV. D carrying her downstairs for her chest x-ray. Her getting choked up talking to her sister on the phone because she missed her so much. Her taking one bite of graham cracker and saying 'mom I need a break' because she just couldn't eat another bite. Holding her while she gagged over taking her medicine. And then her saying through her tears "Mom I love you so much. And this just makes me love you even more." I still cry when I think of that moment.
And the better moments; Her singing on Monday so loud that I told her she needed to be quiet so she didn't scare the nurses down the hall. Her getting visits from my two BFFs and her grandparents and her aunt. The all day Dora fest that she had Sunday because she was the only non baby patient on the floor and got to choose the in house movie. The fact that her fever went away and the medicines started working. Chocolate cake smeared on her face when she finally started eating again.
We got to walk the hall Sunday afternoon because she had been fever free for 24 hours. She loved looking out the window into the garden. We saw flowers and birds and a water fountain. Then we looked out another side and I said 'do you think we can see our house from here?' She looked down and said 'no, I'm ready to go back to the room.' I really think she had a bout of true depression while in the hospital. Even after she felt better, she still was down and not herself.
So what we discovered from the testing was that she had a mild case of pneumonia. Other lab tests are still pending, but Dr. Maya seems to think there was some other underlying infection. Her blood work numbers were off initially, but that could all be related to the infection. Her second set of labs were returning to normal. We have a followup appointment Friday.
I came down with something in the hospital myself. And as soon as I got home Monday afternoon and took a shower, I went to the walk in clinic where they were able to give me a steroid shot and antibiotic to treat fever and sore throat. I won't even get into the stress I am feeling over being around Little m during this. God willing her meds will keep her from catching this. I am on quarantine in the bedroom for now.
Through it all I would not have survived without my mom and dad and husband and BFFS and brother and his wife. They were constant support.
Soon I'll have to update on the dance recital that happened Saturday night. I just am a little emotionally spent right now.
Last Saturday night (a week ago) she acted a little puny. Didn't want to eat dinner--just very tired. Sunday she was acting a little off also, so I checked her temp in the afternoon and it was 99. She had a bit of a cough, so I thought she had a little cold. Lucky us--she was just about finished with her antibiotics for an ear infection. She has a low temp and a little cough Monday. Monday I went shopping and got a new ear thermometer because I just haven't trusted my forehead temp taker. When I got home and tried it out, it showed she had 101. During the night it shot up to 103.9 so I sent my mom and dad to the all night pharmacy to get ibuprofen since obviously the Tylenol was not working.
Tuesday I took her in to our pediatrician. He did a rapid strep and RSV culture in the office. They were both negative. He sent us to the lab for the full strep and flu cultures. Both of those were negative, so he said it was just a virus that needed to run it's course. But her fever was still spiking over 103 while I was alternately tylenol and ibuprofen. She was hardly eating and just sipping on water or occasionally juice. She also had a rash on her upper arms and legs. By Friday I was at the end of my rope.
At 815a I called his office back. I left a message with the nurse and after an hour she hadn't returned my call. I decided to call my partner in crime's peds office. They weren't accepting new patients except on a waiting list but I said I wanted a second opinion on a high fever that had been going on for a week. They said bring her in at 3p.
At 1145a my nurse finally called back. She got a little snippy when she found out that I had an appointment with another office. But I've gotten over that guilt trip.
I was so nervous in my decision. I felt like I burned a bridge with my old doc by just making the other appointment. What if the new doc didn't take my kids as new patients? Where would we go? Then I thought my kid's don't have to have a pediatrician. My regular doc would be fine. Since Little md turned two they are all done with their vaccines. So to have a specialized doc wasn't a must. I feel confident if my doc needed to consult a pediatrician he would. He comes from a line of doctors and he has kids of his own. We really like him and his staff and his PA.
It was also helpful that my husband, mom and dad, two best friends, brother and sis in law all agreed and supported me.
At the new doc's office, we went into the sick kid waiting room (yes separate waiting rooms-bonus). As I was filling out paperwork one of the receptionists noticed Little m looked like she was running fever and got us immediately into a room. Within two minutes we were speaking to the doc. She gave Little m Motrin (her temp was 102.5). And began the exam. She decided that her fever was too high for just a virus for that long. She said we should admit her to the hospital (where she was on call for the weekend) and run tests and get an IV started because she was getting dehydrated. She said that would help her feel better and fight the infection. She wanted to start her on two IV antibiotics and if her chest xray came back showing pneumonia, then start her on an oral antibiotic.
At this point I started tearing up because let's face it...it pretty much confirmed my worst fear that my little girl was very sick. Dr. Maya gave me a hug--'it's going to be okay mama' she said.
We left her office with the admitting orders and went to the hospital to check in. My daughter was amazing. She let them do the IV and draw blood and followed orders and didn't fight or even cry. I put her in a diaper in the hospital because with her sleeping so much and feeling so weak I knew there would be accidents.
At this point I can't even begin to describe what it felt like to see her in that tiny hospital gown in the bed with the IV in her little hand. This was taken with my phone on Sunday. She was doing so much better, her color was good and she was smiling. Thank goodness her two Merlia dolls were able to come stay with her in the hospital.
There are moments and pictures of this weekend that are etched in my brain. Her watching them start her IV. D carrying her downstairs for her chest x-ray. Her getting choked up talking to her sister on the phone because she missed her so much. Her taking one bite of graham cracker and saying 'mom I need a break' because she just couldn't eat another bite. Holding her while she gagged over taking her medicine. And then her saying through her tears "Mom I love you so much. And this just makes me love you even more." I still cry when I think of that moment.
And the better moments; Her singing on Monday so loud that I told her she needed to be quiet so she didn't scare the nurses down the hall. Her getting visits from my two BFFs and her grandparents and her aunt. The all day Dora fest that she had Sunday because she was the only non baby patient on the floor and got to choose the in house movie. The fact that her fever went away and the medicines started working. Chocolate cake smeared on her face when she finally started eating again.
We got to walk the hall Sunday afternoon because she had been fever free for 24 hours. She loved looking out the window into the garden. We saw flowers and birds and a water fountain. Then we looked out another side and I said 'do you think we can see our house from here?' She looked down and said 'no, I'm ready to go back to the room.' I really think she had a bout of true depression while in the hospital. Even after she felt better, she still was down and not herself.
So what we discovered from the testing was that she had a mild case of pneumonia. Other lab tests are still pending, but Dr. Maya seems to think there was some other underlying infection. Her blood work numbers were off initially, but that could all be related to the infection. Her second set of labs were returning to normal. We have a followup appointment Friday.
I came down with something in the hospital myself. And as soon as I got home Monday afternoon and took a shower, I went to the walk in clinic where they were able to give me a steroid shot and antibiotic to treat fever and sore throat. I won't even get into the stress I am feeling over being around Little m during this. God willing her meds will keep her from catching this. I am on quarantine in the bedroom for now.
Through it all I would not have survived without my mom and dad and husband and BFFS and brother and his wife. They were constant support.
Soon I'll have to update on the dance recital that happened Saturday night. I just am a little emotionally spent right now.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Updates {Little md turns two}
I'm going to make a long post about what's been going on since I just realized how long it's been since I updated!!
Little md
Just look at that face. Tell me you wouldn't want to kiss that everyday!
In case you were wondering what those little patches of colorful dots are...
It's grass with wildflowers of course.
Little md seems to enjoy his cake.
And so did I. As evidenced here by my husband...the photographer. Ahem.
You're certainly welcome for that picture.
It was a fun afternoon. Little md got toys, a pool full of balls and a bubble machine. Don't forget the remote control monster truck! Why, what else does that boy do in his spare time you ask? Practice his planking on the kitchen table...
Little m
Who is NOT little. Just ask her. And in her recital she gets to shout "momma I'm a big girl now!!" And shout she does. Not just at dance practice. She is just generally loud. I tease that in twenty five years I'll be telling Oprah how we used to tell our world famous opera singing daughter to please stop yelling!!!! I really do think she's could shatter a glass. Or a brain. Mine.
Oh I'm too tired to make this any longer. :)
Little md
Just look at that face. Tell me you wouldn't want to kiss that everyday!
Tomorrow (or today depending on when I finish this) he turns two. He can even hold up the two fingers to prove it. He loves all things tractor. That includes dump trucks, front end loaders, you get the idea. So even though I thought monsters would be a cute party theme....I knew that he would prefer construction.
I got the idea for this cake on pinterest (of course) but did some editing. It turned out way better than I thought it would.
I had been fully prepared for this to be Little md's mulligan cake. As in the year I totally screwed up his birthday cake/party. The year Little d started school was her mulligan cake. I didn't even make one. I let my MIL make cupcakes instead--which she iced with cream cheese frosting, after I told her that might upset Little d's stomach. Ahem. Little m hasn't had a mulligan yet. What do you think? Does this cake pass? Do I still get a mulligan at some later date for Little md, too?
I got the idea for this cake on pinterest (of course) but did some editing. It turned out way better than I thought it would.
I had been fully prepared for this to be Little md's mulligan cake. As in the year I totally screwed up his birthday cake/party. The year Little d started school was her mulligan cake. I didn't even make one. I let my MIL make cupcakes instead--which she iced with cream cheese frosting, after I told her that might upset Little d's stomach. Ahem. Little m hasn't had a mulligan yet. What do you think? Does this cake pass? Do I still get a mulligan at some later date for Little md, too?
In case you were wondering what those little patches of colorful dots are...
It's grass with wildflowers of course.
Little md seems to enjoy his cake.
And so did I. As evidenced here by my husband...the photographer. Ahem.
You're certainly welcome for that picture.
It was a fun afternoon. Little md got toys, a pool full of balls and a bubble machine. Don't forget the remote control monster truck! Why, what else does that boy do in his spare time you ask? Practice his planking on the kitchen table...
Ah but lest I forget to mention. Not only is he a champ at eating his cake he can also blow out the candles all by himself.
Just please don't sing that Happy Birthday song again!
Little d
This girl is amazing. She's so smart. And now always reading. Here's a little picture of her posing before her dance recital pictures. The recital is in a couple of weeks. (I'll be the one crying while her two beautiful daughters are dancing on stage.) This is her jazz costume. For the broadway theme her dance here is from grease "We Go Together" like rama lama ding dang. Or however that song goes. HA. Anyway-she's the cutest Pink Lady I've ever seen....
Just please don't sing that Happy Birthday song again!
Little d
This girl is amazing. She's so smart. And now always reading. Here's a little picture of her posing before her dance recital pictures. The recital is in a couple of weeks. (I'll be the one crying while her two beautiful daughters are dancing on stage.) This is her jazz costume. For the broadway theme her dance here is from grease "We Go Together" like rama lama ding dang. Or however that song goes. HA. Anyway-she's the cutest Pink Lady I've ever seen....
Little m
Who is NOT little. Just ask her. And in her recital she gets to shout "momma I'm a big girl now!!" And shout she does. Not just at dance practice. She is just generally loud. I tease that in twenty five years I'll be telling Oprah how we used to tell our world famous opera singing daughter to please stop yelling!!!! I really do think she's could shatter a glass. Or a brain. Mine.
Oh I'm too tired to make this any longer. :)
Thursday, April 5, 2012
File this under O M G
I actually have a facebook friend who posted this a few minutes ago...
i start my mouthly today think god. No babies think god. i didn't really want to have to start over. my son is half grown. i don't want to have to start over i praise those who do. having children is over rated. If you have lots of money and want child then more power to ya. i am greatful thankyou lord.
Can you even believe it???
i start my mouthly today think god. No babies think god. i didn't really want to have to start over. my son is half grown. i don't want to have to start over i praise those who do. having children is over rated. If you have lots of money and want child then more power to ya. i am greatful thankyou lord.
Can you even believe it???
'having children is over rated.' Let's hope her 'half grown' son isn't her friend on facebook....
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
This just in....
I've walked on the treadmill for three mornings in a row. Some sort of pattern??
Tomorrow is Little d's first 'out of town' field trip. To a dairy farm. D says I should take notes. You may remember my obsession with wanting to raise chickens? Well I've recently become enamored with the idea of having a dairy cow. The fact that I can't really eat dairy has not completely escaped me...
Still. working. on. CTMH. stuff.
Sally's has nail polish buy two get one free. This will break all my reserve for not buying new polish.
Three day week-end, are we there yet?!?
Eight more weeks of school--can't wait for summer!
Tomorrow is Little d's first 'out of town' field trip. To a dairy farm. D says I should take notes. You may remember my obsession with wanting to raise chickens? Well I've recently become enamored with the idea of having a dairy cow. The fact that I can't really eat dairy has not completely escaped me...
Still. working. on. CTMH. stuff.
Sally's has nail polish buy two get one free. This will break all my reserve for not buying new polish.
Three day week-end, are we there yet?!?
Eight more weeks of school--can't wait for summer!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Linked In {and Louse Update}
No, not like the networking site. Although I might have a profile there too, not sure. I meant I am completely linked in as far as the CTMH stuff goes. Now I'm just trying to get things started for a Launch Party.
Well, I'm not trying all that hard. Mostly I'm trying to keep the rest of the house louse-free. And so far, success.
Here's what happened. Little d came home from school Tuesday (of last week) and as I was getting her hair ready for dance, I noticed these small white dots in her hair. Firmly attached. What the hell??!
I immediately called my BFF. She answered her cell with "Can I call you back I'm at Ellie's?" (the hairdresser)
I told her "No!" so she knew it was serious. She confirmed that I was probably looking at lice eggs. Ugh and Ick.
They offered a few suggestions, and I also called the pediatrician. Over the counter stuff first his office said.
Off to Walgreens. Again. And this time I didn't even stop to look at the polishes. Yeah. It was for real. First I let her eat dinner because I knew that she needed that before we even started to work on the hair. To do the shampoo I laid her out on the counter and washed her hair over the sink. I didn't want her soaking in a tub of pesticide. Next began the nit-picking task of umm well nit picking.
All total we spent about three hours on the process. About two thirds through the nit-picking, Little d was getting incredibly tired, cranky and started crying. My back was killing me and I was freaking out over whether or not the whole thing was going to work and whether or not I would be dealing with this with the other two...or me....or D.
So I did the only thing I could think of. I started singing. I can't stand the rain....outside my window....bringing back sweet memories. Do do do do dah Do do do do do bop bop.
Little d stopped crying. "What are you singing??"
"A song from when I was little."
"Sing it again." So I did. I mean the little I knew of it. Then I had my mom find it on her laptop and we all jammed to it.
"The tide is high and I'm moooovin' on....I'm gonna be your nuuuuumber one. I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like thaaaaaat noooooooo."
"Oh I know that one mom!" So then we sang to that together.
D poked his head in the dining room. "Hey that sounded pretty good!" He of course knew none of these songs.
For the grand finale?
"Won't you take me to....funkytown....won't you take me to funkytown!?"
By the time we were through, all of us were laughing. I have to say even though there were lice involved....one of the best nights ever. My daughter is one amazing kid. What a blessed mom I am.
Well, I'm not trying all that hard. Mostly I'm trying to keep the rest of the house louse-free. And so far, success.
Here's what happened. Little d came home from school Tuesday (of last week) and as I was getting her hair ready for dance, I noticed these small white dots in her hair. Firmly attached. What the hell??!
I immediately called my BFF. She answered her cell with "Can I call you back I'm at Ellie's?" (the hairdresser)
I told her "No!" so she knew it was serious. She confirmed that I was probably looking at lice eggs. Ugh and Ick.
They offered a few suggestions, and I also called the pediatrician. Over the counter stuff first his office said.
Off to Walgreens. Again. And this time I didn't even stop to look at the polishes. Yeah. It was for real. First I let her eat dinner because I knew that she needed that before we even started to work on the hair. To do the shampoo I laid her out on the counter and washed her hair over the sink. I didn't want her soaking in a tub of pesticide. Next began the nit-picking task of umm well nit picking.
All total we spent about three hours on the process. About two thirds through the nit-picking, Little d was getting incredibly tired, cranky and started crying. My back was killing me and I was freaking out over whether or not the whole thing was going to work and whether or not I would be dealing with this with the other two...or me....or D.
So I did the only thing I could think of. I started singing. I can't stand the rain....outside my window....bringing back sweet memories. Do do do do dah Do do do do do bop bop.
Little d stopped crying. "What are you singing??"
"A song from when I was little."
"Sing it again." So I did. I mean the little I knew of it. Then I had my mom find it on her laptop and we all jammed to it.
"The tide is high and I'm moooovin' on....I'm gonna be your nuuuuumber one. I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like thaaaaaat noooooooo."
"Oh I know that one mom!" So then we sang to that together.
D poked his head in the dining room. "Hey that sounded pretty good!" He of course knew none of these songs.
For the grand finale?
"Won't you take me to....funkytown....won't you take me to funkytown!?"
By the time we were through, all of us were laughing. I have to say even though there were lice involved....one of the best nights ever. My daughter is one amazing kid. What a blessed mom I am.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Let's Re-cap
stomach flu
stomach flu
pink eye
cold
severe cough
week long fever
pink eye
two week cough
pink eye
LICE!
You didn't see that last one coming did ya?? Yeah, neither did I.
stomach flu
pink eye
cold
severe cough
week long fever
pink eye
two week cough
pink eye
LICE!
You didn't see that last one coming did ya?? Yeah, neither did I.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Little md
Today (as has been our schedule for the past few days) he woke at 1130am. He tends to fall asleep just anywhere around 6pm. Then (and this is the part I heart the most) he stays awake until 3am. In the ever loving morning. Sigh. Can't wait for D to be off nights so he can help get him back to normal.
Good thing he's so stinkin' cute....
This evening he was hanging out in his room on the new bed watching Nick Jr.
I sneaked in and got a picture. Notice how he didn't move. Just looked at me with his eyes.
So many times a day I am thankful this little boy made it into my life. What a great addition he is to our family. He's very lovable, even though now he's entering the terrible twos. His tantrums are marvelously epic. But he has just now started giving kisses. Before he would just turn his cheek for you to give him a kiss.
He hardly takes the 'baa' (pacifier) out of his mouth. And he would drink a bottle several times a day if I let him. I try to keep the pacifier from him so he will start talking. He's got a few words in his vocabulary.
Baa: pacifier
Bah-uul: bottle
Pees: please (followed by "pe pe pe pe pe pe" with hands clasped under chin)
Dah: which can mean Dad, ice, yes, or many other things. Just depends on the context.
Nowah: no
Meh: Me or his name, he always says this when pointing to his chest.
Mah: mom
side: or something like it to mean outside
Go: go
Mowah: more
bye: bye
ni-ni: night night
hi: hi
Wah wah: water
pow: shooting a gun noise
mote: for remote
beh: bed
gah-ya: got cha!
moo-it: move it! (like out of my way!)
And my all time favorite....neuw-won, which means new one. As in baa. As in new pacifier please I can't find my old one. It's so adorable, I must get it on video.
He eats just about anything we give him, then finishes what's on everyone else's plate. He's very tall and muscular. Such a little man. Still--no hair to speak of. So more like a little bald man--ha. I love it.
Almost two, my baby.
Good thing he's so stinkin' cute....
This evening he was hanging out in his room on the new bed watching Nick Jr.
I sneaked in and got a picture. Notice how he didn't move. Just looked at me with his eyes.
So many times a day I am thankful this little boy made it into my life. What a great addition he is to our family. He's very lovable, even though now he's entering the terrible twos. His tantrums are marvelously epic. But he has just now started giving kisses. Before he would just turn his cheek for you to give him a kiss.
He hardly takes the 'baa' (pacifier) out of his mouth. And he would drink a bottle several times a day if I let him. I try to keep the pacifier from him so he will start talking. He's got a few words in his vocabulary.
Baa: pacifier
Bah-uul: bottle
Pees: please (followed by "pe pe pe pe pe pe" with hands clasped under chin)
Dah: which can mean Dad, ice, yes, or many other things. Just depends on the context.
Nowah: no
Meh: Me or his name, he always says this when pointing to his chest.
Mah: mom
side: or something like it to mean outside
Go: go
Mowah: more
bye: bye
ni-ni: night night
hi: hi
Wah wah: water
pow: shooting a gun noise
mote: for remote
beh: bed
gah-ya: got cha!
moo-it: move it! (like out of my way!)
And my all time favorite....neuw-won, which means new one. As in baa. As in new pacifier please I can't find my old one. It's so adorable, I must get it on video.
He eats just about anything we give him, then finishes what's on everyone else's plate. He's very tall and muscular. Such a little man. Still--no hair to speak of. So more like a little bald man--ha. I love it.
Almost two, my baby.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Spring Break
has been wonderful!!! A whole week of NO school!
For starters, I somehow managed to get the house cleaned. We also got a new twin bed in Little md's room which means I have room to move the treadmill in there. It already has a TV, so now I can workout in the mornings and keep an eye on the kids. Skinny butt here I come!
The kids are completely off schedule...it took about nine seconds of Spring Break for that to happen. I'm okay with it. For now...
I got a Cricut Imagine. I know...it's huge. But I think I got it for a pretty good deal.
I actually am finding small blocks of time during the day to work on the 'new' CTMH business.
And yes, yes I am still buying nail polish....but I told myself after the last purchase that was IT.
:)
For starters, I somehow managed to get the house cleaned. We also got a new twin bed in Little md's room which means I have room to move the treadmill in there. It already has a TV, so now I can workout in the mornings and keep an eye on the kids. Skinny butt here I come!
The kids are completely off schedule...it took about nine seconds of Spring Break for that to happen. I'm okay with it. For now...
I got a Cricut Imagine. I know...it's huge. But I think I got it for a pretty good deal.
I actually am finding small blocks of time during the day to work on the 'new' CTMH business.
And yes, yes I am still buying nail polish....but I told myself after the last purchase that was IT.
:)
Monday, March 5, 2012
Started a little something, did I?
Well the new blog is up and running. Oh yeah. And I signed up for CTMH again. My new upline seems awesome. She lives in California and we've already exchanged a couple of emails. I'm going to try to make this a working business more than a hobby.
So the new blog. It's called Everything She Touches. As in all the crafty stuff I do. I desperately don't want to link it here. The reason is I don't want feedjit traffic over there to show this address. In case MIL goes snooping. I'm planning on linking that blog to my FB and whatever else. Plus using it strictly for 'business' craft stuff. I'm not going to tell personal family stuff over there and have pictures of the kiddos. That's what this blog is for. So I also would never link to here from there.
I asked my brother for advice about putting a link here for my other site and he worked on it and couldn't get the address cloaked-so to speak. But reading through someone else's blog I found out that I could just type the address here duh and not link it. So if you want to visit there, you'd have to copy and paste.
Here is it. http://everythingshetouches.blogspot.com/ So hopefully that works to keep them separate. :) If not, ah hell. I haven't told any lies on here anyway. :)
If you do pop over and check it out, let me know what you think. It's very much a work in progress. I am planning on adding links to my FB, Pinterest, and maybe eventually MyCTMH page if I get one.
I'm going to try to keep it upbeat, humorous, and fun. So not like this blog at all HA!
Okay--off to play on that blog for a while. Oh and guess who has pink eye again--that's right, this girl!! I can't even make this shit up.
So the new blog. It's called Everything She Touches. As in all the crafty stuff I do. I desperately don't want to link it here. The reason is I don't want feedjit traffic over there to show this address. In case MIL goes snooping. I'm planning on linking that blog to my FB and whatever else. Plus using it strictly for 'business' craft stuff. I'm not going to tell personal family stuff over there and have pictures of the kiddos. That's what this blog is for. So I also would never link to here from there.
I asked my brother for advice about putting a link here for my other site and he worked on it and couldn't get the address cloaked-so to speak. But reading through someone else's blog I found out that I could just type the address here duh and not link it. So if you want to visit there, you'd have to copy and paste.
Here is it. http://everythingshetouches.blogspot.com/ So hopefully that works to keep them separate. :) If not, ah hell. I haven't told any lies on here anyway. :)
If you do pop over and check it out, let me know what you think. It's very much a work in progress. I am planning on adding links to my FB, Pinterest, and maybe eventually MyCTMH page if I get one.
I'm going to try to keep it upbeat, humorous, and fun. So not like this blog at all HA!
Okay--off to play on that blog for a while. Oh and guess who has pink eye again--that's right, this girl!! I can't even make this shit up.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Back It Up
I just followed this advice to back up my blog...
http://asimplyklassichome.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-up-your-blog-now.html
I really would like to get it printed into a book, I should look into that.
http://asimplyklassichome.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-up-your-blog-now.html
I really would like to get it printed into a book, I should look into that.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Dallas Glitter!
Remember when I went to the Dallas game and did a silver glitter manicure. Well on a trip to the grocery store I recently found the PERFECT polish to wear the next time I get to go to a game!! It's a Sally Hansen polish called Showgirl Chic. I tried it out over a solid white polish (China Glaze White on White) and LOVED it. Here's a really poor picture of it.
Little d had it on her nails too. (without the white undercoat)
Uhg. What a rotten picture.
{This was a scheduled post.}
Little d had it on her nails too. (without the white undercoat)
Uhg. What a rotten picture.
{This was a scheduled post.}
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Just a tiny scrapbook project
It's been eons since I did anything scrapbook-y. But after tackling the scrapbook room clean up (I should totally post before and after pictures. Maybe another day.) I felt all creative. Supplies left on my desk (until the Great Scrapbook Room Re-Oganization Project gets underway) were a new punch from SU! and a stack of DCWV paper. So I did this.
I heart this paper so much. It's Nana's Nursery, Baby Girl by Die Cuts With a View. I just have the little stack, and I wonder if they still make it in 12x12. I should totally get the boy version for Little md's baby book. Which is of course not even started. In fact, Little m's is not started either. For shame. These will be my first projects to complete scrapbook wise!
Have a good one!
I just felt so creative doing such a simple little pennant banner. I am having a time looking for a good location to photograph scrap stuff. My room doesn't have a window so I moved it to the kitchen windowsill, but the day is overcast.
Have a good one!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Just for fun
Here's a list of my current media thingies.
On the DVR: Bethanny Ever After, Top Chef, any Real (ish) Housewife, Dance Moms. Yes I love trashy reality TV.
On the Kindle: re-reading The Hunger Games, finished The Host, about a million samples I need to read.
On the blog roll: anything to do with nail polish or crochet.
On the YouTube playlist: Brett Dennen (Comeback Kid), Reba, Kelly Clarkson, Regina Spektor (Fidelity), Adele (Someone Like You), Goyte (Someone that I Used to Know)
On the plate (as in what I'm snacking on right this second....) Twinkie and Doritos.
Ta-Dah!
On the DVR: Bethanny Ever After, Top Chef, any Real (ish) Housewife, Dance Moms. Yes I love trashy reality TV.
On the Kindle: re-reading The Hunger Games, finished The Host, about a million samples I need to read.
On the blog roll: anything to do with nail polish or crochet.
On the YouTube playlist: Brett Dennen (Comeback Kid), Reba, Kelly Clarkson, Regina Spektor (Fidelity), Adele (Someone Like You), Goyte (Someone that I Used to Know)
On the plate (as in what I'm snacking on right this second....) Twinkie and Doritos.
Ta-Dah!
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Who knew October could be so busy?? (In February)
I guess that's a rhetorical question, but really. This month is ridulous.
D joined the local volunteer fire department.
Birthday parties, girl scouts, cookbook committee, PTO, fall festival, CCD.
D's old employer sold his unit to a new company. New pay, new insurance.
Both girls signed up for dance. Little m and Little md have colds.
(Originally written in October--I'm cleaning out my drafts folder...)
(Originally written in October--I'm cleaning out my drafts folder...)
Cirque de Symphonie
Or some such spelling.
Little d and I went last night to the new Fine Arts Center and watched the acrobats perform while the orchestra played. It was amazing! It was like (what I imagine) Cirque de Soleil does. Very impressive. I wish we could have taken pictures. I especially loved the look on Little d's face as it lit up with all the feats. She practically was squealing! Of course the numbers in between the acrobats wore thin for her during the second act, she behaved so well though.
(This draft was saved in my posts so I decided to go ahead with it for the sake of remembering it later--originally written in September)
(This draft was saved in my posts so I decided to go ahead with it for the sake of remembering it later--originally written in September)
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Must be just me....
I doubt anyone remembers the last time I went to the gynocologist and forgot my socks in my purse. And that brief argument I had with myself about whether or not to jump off the table and risk bending over in my paper 'dress' to retrieve them before the doc entered the room. Ah well. It was a funny post. I tried to find it, but it was taking too long. Anyway. Today I had to make that pilgrimage again.
My doc has changed nurses, and flipped over to the other side of the facility so I was all disoriented, plus for the first time in MANY years I was not there for anything to do with pregnancy. I mean usually when I go in for my yearly it's to say...we're thinking about trying again. But this time no. So anyway, the appointment was running late so I texted my mom (who was watching the three incubators of germs) that it seemed like I was going to be there for a while.
I proceeded to get called back within minutes. I changed into my paper attire (the vest has buttons now! uptown!) and sat to wait. Of course that's when mom texted me back. My phone was paces away in my jeans. I figured it was her. (She has this fun habit of having to get the last word in with texting. It's not even intentional.) Anyway. I ended up waiting another 45 minutes for the doc to come in, so I had pleeeenty of time to get my phone, but I didn't of course. But I sat there (sweating in the freezing room) remembering the blog post about the socks and trying not to laugh out loud.
In typing this post I noticed that my pasts post have the worst titles for trying to find what the post was about. Boo for me.
My doc has changed nurses, and flipped over to the other side of the facility so I was all disoriented, plus for the first time in MANY years I was not there for anything to do with pregnancy. I mean usually when I go in for my yearly it's to say...we're thinking about trying again. But this time no. So anyway, the appointment was running late so I texted my mom (who was watching the three incubators of germs) that it seemed like I was going to be there for a while.
I proceeded to get called back within minutes. I changed into my paper attire (the vest has buttons now! uptown!) and sat to wait. Of course that's when mom texted me back. My phone was paces away in my jeans. I figured it was her. (She has this fun habit of having to get the last word in with texting. It's not even intentional.) Anyway. I ended up waiting another 45 minutes for the doc to come in, so I had pleeeenty of time to get my phone, but I didn't of course. But I sat there (sweating in the freezing room) remembering the blog post about the socks and trying not to laugh out loud.
In typing this post I noticed that my pasts post have the worst titles for trying to find what the post was about. Boo for me.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Unexpected heart
In a do-nut!
I've been experimenting with nail polish lately. I've found some really cute ones at Walgreens. You may remember I've had several occasions to shop there recently. In fact today we'll be picking up another script for the pink eye for Little m. Freakin lovely. Oh yes....nails.
I think it's so fun to find hearts in stuff. It's such an odd shape that you don't see it too often. I always try to take a picture when I see one.
The other day I happened into the living room and saw Little m and Poppy hanging out watching Disney channel....
I've been experimenting with nail polish lately. I've found some really cute ones at Walgreens. You may remember I've had several occasions to shop there recently. In fact today we'll be picking up another script for the pink eye for Little m. Freakin lovely. Oh yes....nails.
It's a very deep purple with a holographic flake over the top and then a clear top coat. I guess I should list the polishes....let me go find them. Okay two coats of Wet n Wild Disturbia, one coat Finger Paints Flashy and one coat Seche Vita top coat.
There's another shot. It is incredibly hard to get focused closeups of your own fingernails! Maybe if you enlarge the photos you can see the flake detail. It's really cool.... (and please disregard the dry scaly hands)
Monday, February 20, 2012
35 Years Young
My hubby, today.
I randomly smile just thinking about him. I wonder if he knows that. Oh sure there are times when he annoys the hell out of me. But for the most part I can't get enough of him.
I'm sure he thinks I spend all day obsessing about the kids or Pinterest. But sometimes when they are engrossed in Disney and I take a minute to look out the window I picture his dimples, or smile, or the way his eyes twinkle and I get a big old goofy grin on my face. Good thing I'm looking out into a pasture. And don't tell him this, but I still can't figure out what he sees in me.
I mean the only way he could possibly be more appealing to me is if I never had to take a bag of trash outside again....hint hint.....
This year for his birthday he got that thing he's been wanting for a while. You know...that thing that all guys seem obsessed with and most girls are not. I finally caved and gave in....
A flat screen TV. Wait...what did you think I was talking about??
Okay. I'm off for now.
I randomly smile just thinking about him. I wonder if he knows that. Oh sure there are times when he annoys the hell out of me. But for the most part I can't get enough of him.
I'm sure he thinks I spend all day obsessing about the kids or Pinterest. But sometimes when they are engrossed in Disney and I take a minute to look out the window I picture his dimples, or smile, or the way his eyes twinkle and I get a big old goofy grin on my face. Good thing I'm looking out into a pasture. And don't tell him this, but I still can't figure out what he sees in me.
I mean the only way he could possibly be more appealing to me is if I never had to take a bag of trash outside again....hint hint.....
This year for his birthday he got that thing he's been wanting for a while. You know...that thing that all guys seem obsessed with and most girls are not. I finally caved and gave in....
A flat screen TV. Wait...what did you think I was talking about??
Okay. I'm off for now.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
I give up
For some reason, Little d is running fever. Don't know why.
On the up side I cleaned up the office/scrapbook room today. Not organized yet, but clean.
On the up side I cleaned up the office/scrapbook room today. Not organized yet, but clean.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Ha Ha, Jokes on me
Woke up with possible pink eye. Physician's Assistant (PA) said better to be safe than sorry and prescribed drops for me too.
:)
A three day weekend stretches ahead for me and the kids though, so I am happy for that.
Okay seriously.go read this----> FUNNY! Its going to make you laugh out loud.
:)
A three day weekend stretches ahead for me and the kids though, so I am happy for that.
Okay seriously.go read this----> FUNNY! Its going to make you laugh out loud.
Be gone February....
I'm done with you.
Last Friday I had the stomach bug. Friday night Little d started with it. She and I holed up in my bedroom so as not to infect the rest of the household and praise be to God everyone else stayed free of it. Sunday she woke with a snotty nose, but able to eat food again.
Monday I kept her home from school to recover her strength, and got what I needed to for the Valentine party. Tuesday--happy valentines--she woke up with pink eye. We of course stayed home from school and visited the doc. Drops, and a note to return to school on Thursday.
Wednesday Little m started with a snotty nose, and so did Little md. After bedtime he woke with horrid coughing and came very close to a trip to the ER. But a call to the afterhours nurse and two breathing treatments later, and we both caught a FULL two hours of sleep for the night.
We took him to the doc today where he was cleared of any infections, but got to scripts for Nasonex and Singulair.
Sigh.
Where's a good locust shitstorm when you need it?
In other news: I am currently pinning many, many crochet things. Speaking of....I wonder if I can link my Pinterest page here?? Let's give a go. Try THIS link.
I ordered three bottles of glittery nail polish from etsy. Check it...HERE.
D ordered some fish to stock our pond.
So tired....wish I was signing off to go to bed, but Little md is WIDE awake.
Last Friday I had the stomach bug. Friday night Little d started with it. She and I holed up in my bedroom so as not to infect the rest of the household and praise be to God everyone else stayed free of it. Sunday she woke with a snotty nose, but able to eat food again.
Monday I kept her home from school to recover her strength, and got what I needed to for the Valentine party. Tuesday--happy valentines--she woke up with pink eye. We of course stayed home from school and visited the doc. Drops, and a note to return to school on Thursday.
Wednesday Little m started with a snotty nose, and so did Little md. After bedtime he woke with horrid coughing and came very close to a trip to the ER. But a call to the afterhours nurse and two breathing treatments later, and we both caught a FULL two hours of sleep for the night.
We took him to the doc today where he was cleared of any infections, but got to scripts for Nasonex and Singulair.
Sigh.
Where's a good locust shitstorm when you need it?
In other news: I am currently pinning many, many crochet things. Speaking of....I wonder if I can link my Pinterest page here?? Let's give a go. Try THIS link.
I ordered three bottles of glittery nail polish from etsy. Check it...HERE.
D ordered some fish to stock our pond.
So tired....wish I was signing off to go to bed, but Little md is WIDE awake.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Little e is here
And she's beautiful! My brother and his wife had their second child today and she's sweet and precious and just all the good things a new baby should be. Healthy, warm with just the perfect scent. Hair to put us all to shame. And tiny perfect toes with even tinier little purple pink nails.
Eyes shut.
Mouth in perfect pout.
Furry little newborn ears.
Tiny sighs.
Squeaky yawns.
Curled up legs.
Makes you want another one, doesn't it??
I think I'll stick to sniffing around on this one. :)
Much love to you baby E. More than you could ever imagine.
Eyes shut.
Mouth in perfect pout.
Furry little newborn ears.
Tiny sighs.
Squeaky yawns.
Curled up legs.
Makes you want another one, doesn't it??
I think I'll stick to sniffing around on this one. :)
Much love to you baby E. More than you could ever imagine.
Pantry Before and After
So today I thought I would tackle the pantry. It was either that or not put away any groceries from yesterday...easy choice, right? I periodically do the pantry over, so it wasn't a huge undertaking. At least I didn't think it was that bad, but maybe you'll look at the before picture and scream in horror.
Here's the before. Notice it's starting to creep out of its boundaries....always a sign it's time to re-do.
I started at the top and worked down one side. Then across the bottom and back up to the cereal/snack/cracker fiasco....
Here's the final result.
I don't have any cutesy, fancy storage containers. I use old sturdy cardboard boxes to hold small stuff. And I'm okay with that. :)
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
ET Phone Home
We have a closet in our hall that is supposed to be a coat closet. Currently it hold a few clothing items, and is about halfway stacked with all the kids' stuffed animals. Much like the closet in ET.
A few days ago I walked by and saw this.....
Cute, right?
A few days ago I walked by and saw this.....
Cute, right?
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Week in Review
I'm officially done with the cookbook. Not sure if I mentioned it, but interpreting other people's recipes was quite a chore. My mom helped tremendously. Could not have done it without her.
I'm now starting to think ahead to Valentine's Day crafts and party. I need something crafty for Little d to take to school for the class and I need something for both girls to take to dance for those classes too. I have a plan to make a little crocheted mouse bookmark, so if that comes together I will post pictures and pattern. I think if that works out I'll use that for the first graders. And for the dance classes, I'm thinking of the tried and true melted crayon hearts. I even bought the silicon heart muffin pan for it.
We bought a second dishwasher. Not yet installed, but hopefully before the summer. Ha. Oh if only that was a joke....
Little d is terrified of being in her room alone, or in the bathroom. And today it has progressed to just anywhere in the house alone. Which is usually not a problem since there is someone everywhere. Except that I can't for the life of me understand this. She says she's afraid of 'bad guys' that are going to kill her family. Well, we don't let her watch that kind of scary stuff on TV, nor do we discuss that sort of thing in front of her. And we don't even watch that stuff on the news with the kids, so as best I can figure....school. She says the boys at her table talk about scary stuff. Blood Mary for one. Geez. No telling what else. Did I mention these are the same boys that informed her what the "f" word was. Geez again.
I'm trying my best to be patient with it, which means just barely. I can't seem to get through to her how safe we are here in the house.
Ugh need to take off....more updates later...
I'm now starting to think ahead to Valentine's Day crafts and party. I need something crafty for Little d to take to school for the class and I need something for both girls to take to dance for those classes too. I have a plan to make a little crocheted mouse bookmark, so if that comes together I will post pictures and pattern. I think if that works out I'll use that for the first graders. And for the dance classes, I'm thinking of the tried and true melted crayon hearts. I even bought the silicon heart muffin pan for it.
We bought a second dishwasher. Not yet installed, but hopefully before the summer. Ha. Oh if only that was a joke....
Little d is terrified of being in her room alone, or in the bathroom. And today it has progressed to just anywhere in the house alone. Which is usually not a problem since there is someone everywhere. Except that I can't for the life of me understand this. She says she's afraid of 'bad guys' that are going to kill her family. Well, we don't let her watch that kind of scary stuff on TV, nor do we discuss that sort of thing in front of her. And we don't even watch that stuff on the news with the kids, so as best I can figure....school. She says the boys at her table talk about scary stuff. Blood Mary for one. Geez. No telling what else. Did I mention these are the same boys that informed her what the "f" word was. Geez again.
I'm trying my best to be patient with it, which means just barely. I can't seem to get through to her how safe we are here in the house.
Ugh need to take off....more updates later...
Thursday, January 26, 2012
TOo Many SUBjects to SUmmarIZE in One Title
That's what happens when you wait too long between posts. ;P
First, let me talk a little about my pinterest life. I made THESE. Go look at a picture of that site. They are caller Baked S'mores. I didn't take a picture of mine, because I ate them too fast. YYYYYum.
Then I baked these....
Why yes, yes they are that delectable. HERE is the link to the recipe. They would be awesome for breakfast.
Let's see what else. I've been doing my usual back and forth and all around town. The girls are now enrolled (and all paid up) for the dance recital at the end of the year. D is still working the overtime to pay for all the costumes and fees! (I am only half kidding about that.)
On the girl scout front, we are still selling cookies, and we are also making a basket to send to some troops that we've "adopted".
I'm also working on cleaning house all the time. Like literally all the time. This week I've done two loads of dishes a day. I organized my spice drawer. I cleaned of the junk counter. I've swept, swept, swept. I reorganized a couple of cabinets.
The think I haven't done is lost any weight. I'm hovering around 130 and that is unacceptable. And also not surprising at ALL. Did you see that picture up there???
D really is working lots of overtime. And I won't complain about it. There are people looking for work and we have been very blessed with his job!
I made some necessary appointments. Dentist, yuck. And gynecologist, double yuck.
I am still doing the cookbook committee. The good news is I think once it's done it's going to sell like hotcakes! We have over 400 recipes. Can't wait to see it in actual print!
Also I am still on the nail polish kick. It's taken over for my creative side. (I have to postpone CTMH for a while since our house taxes are over $4000. I feel like I should tighten the belts.) I really wanted some of this Lynnderella polish, but it's harder to get than a good nights sleep. Check out some samples HERE. I mean I can not even believe that someone can make a polish in that high demand and then not have the wherewithall to be able to handle the customers. Stunning really. I may devote a post to it some time.
I am so tired. Just all of the time. Like now. Why the heck am I still up?!? Night-night!
First, let me talk a little about my pinterest life. I made THESE. Go look at a picture of that site. They are caller Baked S'mores. I didn't take a picture of mine, because I ate them too fast. YYYYYum.
Then I baked these....
Why yes, yes they are that delectable. HERE is the link to the recipe. They would be awesome for breakfast.
Let's see what else. I've been doing my usual back and forth and all around town. The girls are now enrolled (and all paid up) for the dance recital at the end of the year. D is still working the overtime to pay for all the costumes and fees! (I am only half kidding about that.)
On the girl scout front, we are still selling cookies, and we are also making a basket to send to some troops that we've "adopted".
I'm also working on cleaning house all the time. Like literally all the time. This week I've done two loads of dishes a day. I organized my spice drawer. I cleaned of the junk counter. I've swept, swept, swept. I reorganized a couple of cabinets.
The think I haven't done is lost any weight. I'm hovering around 130 and that is unacceptable. And also not surprising at ALL. Did you see that picture up there???
D really is working lots of overtime. And I won't complain about it. There are people looking for work and we have been very blessed with his job!
I made some necessary appointments. Dentist, yuck. And gynecologist, double yuck.
I am still doing the cookbook committee. The good news is I think once it's done it's going to sell like hotcakes! We have over 400 recipes. Can't wait to see it in actual print!
Also I am still on the nail polish kick. It's taken over for my creative side. (I have to postpone CTMH for a while since our house taxes are over $4000. I feel like I should tighten the belts.) I really wanted some of this Lynnderella polish, but it's harder to get than a good nights sleep. Check out some samples HERE. I mean I can not even believe that someone can make a polish in that high demand and then not have the wherewithall to be able to handle the customers. Stunning really. I may devote a post to it some time.
I am so tired. Just all of the time. Like now. Why the heck am I still up?!? Night-night!
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Let's Vent, Shall We?
Yesterday my partner in crime informed me that she was picking her daughter up from school because another kid (another first grader) had walked up to her on the playground....unprovoked...called her a bitch and then hit her in the head with a book. Hard enough, mind you, to leave a raised bump.
Can you believe it??
Can you believe that the kid is getting no punishment??
Do you know why?
He walked up to her in the office afterwards and said "I'm sorry for hitting you so I don't get punished." That makes no sense does it? Well this child is a special needs student who is being integrated into regular classes. I don't normally have a big problem with that if the student is not violent. Last year there was an autistic student in the Kindergarten class. Occasionally he had loud outbursts, or flapped his hands, but never did he hit another student.
I just don't know what to make of this. I am just as upset as if it had happened to Little d.
Need to go take care of house work....
Can you believe it??
Can you believe that the kid is getting no punishment??
Do you know why?
He walked up to her in the office afterwards and said "I'm sorry for hitting you so I don't get punished." That makes no sense does it? Well this child is a special needs student who is being integrated into regular classes. I don't normally have a big problem with that if the student is not violent. Last year there was an autistic student in the Kindergarten class. Occasionally he had loud outbursts, or flapped his hands, but never did he hit another student.
I just don't know what to make of this. I am just as upset as if it had happened to Little d.
Need to go take care of house work....
Sunday, January 15, 2012
In no particular order...
here are some pictures from last month or so.
Kids playing together on the dining room table with Play-Doh. Very little Play-Doh was eaten. I consider that a success.
Ground Beef and Ground Round were sold to auction. They're in a better place.
Girl Scout cookies are on sale! You know you want some...
Little m at Grandma Hawes' house on Christmas day. Posing as usual.
Little md decided to hide in a 'fort' while I moved furniture to sweep in the kitchen.
We have a paved driveway now...yea. Yea yea yea!!!
Enjoying Disney movie with popcorn. Everyone once again getting along!
We are enjoying the long MLK weekend. It's cold outside, but nice in here. Wish D was off to enjoy it with us, but tomorrow morning he will be!
Thinking about starting up that new blog, trying to decided if it should be all crafts or just paper crafts....
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
The littles
Little d: started a trend in first grade of wearing her bangs over to one side with a clip.
Little m: has decided to be on dance moms.
Little md: hates my hair touching him when he lays his head on my shoulder. Tonight he went into my bathroom and brought me a hair scrunchi so I could put it back. All on his own after I asked him if he thought I should cut my hair so it wouldn't bother him.
Love Them.
Little m: has decided to be on dance moms.
Little md: hates my hair touching him when he lays his head on my shoulder. Tonight he went into my bathroom and brought me a hair scrunchi so I could put it back. All on his own after I asked him if he thought I should cut my hair so it wouldn't bother him.
Love Them.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Hello New Year
This year has been wonderful so far. We have processed plenty of deer meat, had pretty lovely weather (except for the cold wind blowing outside right now), had no poked eyes or broken toes (haha).
I think I mentioned some goals. Most pertaining to organization or finishing things around the house. I have a couple more. GET IN SHAPE. Oh. I guess it was just the one.
I am so blessed in life. I can hardly believe it. It's nice to be surrounded by people you love. And who love you. Even if some of them are a little demanding and short. No mom. I'm not talking about you. tee hee.
Okay just a little check in so I don't get too out of the habit of blogging. Off to watch a little more of Water for Elephants...(who knows maybe even finish it) and work on a new crochet project. (granny ripple found HERE)
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