Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Sharks loves to sing and I am happy to encourage it, especially in the car since we have no radio or anything. And I finally caught him singing when he couldn't run away and got him on video.
Before we head back for more fun in the fort.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Today I made what was not the best decision of my life and took Sharks to the urgent care across the street. Long story short, he is fine and for that I am very thankful. But after 3 hours of waiting in the ER for a chest x-ray he didn't even need, I was definitely questioning my decision making.
And in the midst of having to decide what was best for the health of my children, I had my own little cry fest. Apparently every time I have to wait for more than an hour at the doctor, I cry. I just start thinking about my poor child sitting there miserable in Doctor's Office sicksville getting more ill by the minute when they could be resting at home and the tears flow. It gets results though. Five minutes after crying to the receptionist at the ER, we were in a room. I promise I didn't do it on purpose. I'm pregnant. Even telling Chet about it later made me cry.
So on the way home, I was still teary, and I said sorry to the boys about such a bad day and how I was sorry I made a bad decision, and Sharks said, "No, Mommy, it was a fun and awesome day." And then I was laughing hysterically and thanking the Lord for my little ones, who bring so much joy even when I am feeling like a failure of a mom.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
I hadn't, but I'm wondering how he could possibly manage to lose his dog. The dog is blind and deaf. I mean, every time my neighbor lets his dog out, he has to carry him outside and then carry him back in. The dog can't have been moving very fast. Though maybe he just follows his nose. (Hey, that's exactly what I have been doing these past months...speaking of which, I've gotta run - I think I smell cookies.)
Monday, September 14, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
Apparently I panic during stuff like this. And since I'm kind of squeamish, I was nervous there would be blood, in which case I'd run the other way and let Chet take over. But there was no blood, just a huge, huge, growing bump on Sharks forehead, so I kept telling myself to take deep breaths and stay calm so I didn't freak out Sharks any more than necessary. I think we did ok. Got the ice. Stopped the crying. Had some chocolate milk.
Then this afternoon, we went downtown for Stage 1 of the Tour of Missouri. If you are interested, you can watch a clip here. I won't bore you with cycling info, but a lot of very talented riders were here for the race. (My dad is a huge cycling fan, and it's become a family tradition to watch the Tour de France together every summer, so seeing some of those riders do their stuff in person was sweet.) Plus we got to ring our cowbell. For realsies.
The race was 10 laps of 7.5 miles, so we were there for about 3 hours, watching the cyclists loop around the city. We walked around quite a bit to keep the boys interested and made a stop at some fountains for much needed playtime. Our final watching point was about 300 meters away from the finish, and lo and behold, on the last sprint of the day, there was a CRASH right in front of us. Just so you get the picture, there was a group of 118 cyclists, going maybe 40 miles per hour, careening towards the finish line. Though only two riders crashed and the rest of the peloton managed to avoid them, it was pretty intense. One guy got his biking shorts totally shredded up to his bum. (Can you say road rash?) But in the end, everyone crossed the finish line.
Friday, September 4, 2009
After reading this,we just might have to move into one of those homes. At least they are sweet looking and environmentally conscious.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
And just in case you're wondering, the extreme pogo community is still low-profile, so you could probably break into the pogoing circuit if you get started now.
I have a pogo stick if you want to borrow it.
Then over to the grocery store for some odds and ends while we waited for the photos to develop. On the plus side, I can now legitimately park in the New and Expectant Mothers space again. And at our grocery store they let each kid have a free cookie from the bakery, so the boys love the grocery store. Wouldn't you? I mean, come on, free cookies!, so sometimes I go in for a pack of gum or something just to get the boys their cookies. Just kidding. I don't do that. Often.
And then back over to Walgreens to retrieve my photos where I got to groan at them again upon seeing the prints in real life.
Then to the Post Office to mail off my passport application. But there was a shift change and the only guy working didn't know how to do passport stuff so I had to wait. And wait. As my arm fell off from holding Deedo so long. Finally the new guy came and we got the thing mailed off, which was tough since by that point I had only one arm. I decided to pay an extra $1.10 for a money order since I forgot my checkbook. There was no way I was going to go home and back just for my checkbook. My sanity is worth $1.10, thankyouverymuch.
Then finally home for lunch (which no one really needed after the cookies.) And Naptime (which deserves to be capitalized.)
It may not sound like many errands and the kids were wonderful and that was a blessing. The tiring part is the in-out, in-out of the carseats, over and over again. And even that wouldn't be bad if our car wasn't falling apart. One of the back doors only opens from the inside which means I have to reach around from the front to the back to get it open. And we don't have power locks or whatever those are called, so it takes magic to get all the doors locked and unlocked every time we leave or get in.
Phew. I'm getting tired again just thinking about it. So I'll stay home for awhile.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Keep in mind that I had maybe 4 hours of sleep the night before so I was out of it in a big way.
I loaded the boys into the car and got in myself before I realized that I was wearing slippers.
So I just went on my merry way, slippers and all. Come on, they're pretty much shoes.