Friday, February 6, 2009

dandelion wishes

Payton's school playground is covered with dandelions. (And those spiky brown balls that fall from the trees and really really hurt when a sneaky little 4 year old classmate of your daughters hurls one at your face.) On our way to the car, Payton has to pick one and make a wish. Every. Single. Day.

Today she was looking for the fuzziest dandelion while I chatted with another preschool mom. As we said our good-byes, I walked toward Payton and I overheard her wish.

"I wish I would stop snoring every night."



I plucked up one of those fluffy weeds and very quickly wished (begged) "I wish Brad would stop snoring every night."

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

January 30th (4 days late)

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY ELLIE!

I am late. I'm so sorry Ellie-Bean. Thankfully you can't read yet.

(For anyone who is wondering, no, I did not forget her birthday, I just forgot to blog about it!)

She had a wonderful day. We went to Rosemary's for their yummy grilled sandwiches and delicious sundaes with The Alcorn's.

I can't believe our youngest is 3 already! She is feisty, that's for sure, but she is so damned lovable too. She is so incredibly smart and so incredibly girly. We love you El!




dumps

No, not poop. Though a lot of my life seems to revolve around poop. Or toots. Please tell me all other mother's of preschoolers/toddlers can relate. Hell, probably all married women can relate. If not, well, shit, that's just gross. Speaking of toots though, last night Ellie was riding her new Dora scooter from our house to Julie and Jason's house for a delicious pizza dinner. She was tooting with every swing of her leg. It was quite funny. Scoot and toot.


Ok, so the real dumps I am talking about are the dumps I have been down in this past week. Thankfully it appears the clouds have parted and the sun is making it's way through and I am back on the upswing. Thank goodness. I don't do well in the dumps.

Without the boring details....in the past week my yukon was broken into and basically disassembled, Ellie got her second ear infection which means no sleep, and work has come to a screeching halt and I am wondering where I might end up in the near future. All that aside, the worst part is that I pretended to be responsible for a day or two and canceled my Vegas trip. So sad about that one. I was really looking forward to it. There will be more opportunities for lewd behavior and crappy expensive drinks in the future, I guess.