1) One-ply toilet paper shouldn't even exist.
I bought it on accident and it is a total joke.
Or as Aaron says, "this is the toilet paper they have in Hell."
2) According to Quincy, "if a boy gives you a flower to put in your hair, then he is your boyfriend (what the?! What are they teaching her at that preschool?) but only if he is as handsome as Justin. Mrs. Lewis says we can get married when we are older but right now he just has to be my boyfriend."
3) The wait time at Bentonville Pediatrics is approximately 1 hour and 15 minutes for a scheduled appointment. Oh and Corbin's ears are both infected again.
4) Reese's ears, however, are not infected...but she put on a good enough show for Aaron this morning for him to gain a boat load of sympathy, the Quetzalcoatl blanket (reserved for sick days and special events in our house) and his permission for her to stay home sick from school. My diagnosis was similar to Dr. A's. She assured us at Corbin's appointment that Reese is quite healthy and quite the actress. She was required to take quite the nap and do quite the list of chores when we got home from the doctor. At least they only charged me for Corbin.
5) "Daddy" = Aaron, and "Dad" = grandpa Hal. For the last week, Corbin hollers for "Gwamma" and "Dad" and follows them everywhere like a curious puppy. Super cute. It was a little embarrassing/creepy when I was in Lowe's with my dad and Corbin was calling him "Dad", though....so we started to push that he actually call him, "Grandpa".
Now he just calls them both, "Gwamma". My dad isn't really thrilled about that nickname, either, but considering that my girls both called my mom, "Grandpa" when they were two, it's only fair that he take one for the team.
6) Tonight, Reese asked Aaron if he's "jealous that Mommy's parents are here to visit us". He laughed. He's pretty thrilled to have someone else around to hold crazy Mommy's hair back while she pukes, fetch snacks for her ridiculous food cravings, and check things off her never ending to-do list.
7) My hair was not designed to be braided. It just doesn't work.
8) Speaking of my hair, I despise the (too purple) color and have an appointment for a cut/style/color on Saturday. I'm tempted to chop it short, but I have one fear that keeps me from doing just that: I'm turning 30 in one week. What if the haircut is terrible? I already don't have my own body right now, I definitely cannot rock my 30th birthday with an unflattering "mom haircut". So I'm keeping it long for a while longer. But what to do with it? Send ideas for style/color soon. I grew my bangs out and sort of hate it, so I'll probably have them cut, unless someone has a brilliant style suggestion that will fix them.
9) The fence gate is done, done, aaaaaand done. Hallelujah! Thanks, Dad! I sleep better at night knowing Corbin cannot sneak out again. (That's right, I said again. Mother of the year!)
10) Aside from maxi dresses (saving grace) maternity clothing companies are all sharing the same slogan this year and my guess is that it sounds something like, "We hate pregnant women". Dear Motherhood, Mimi, Old Navy, and the rest of the lot: Pregnant women want to be comfortable, not sexy. Sexy is how we got pregnant. That part's taken care of...now we just want to get our elastic waist goin' on and sport fabric that doesn't make us sweaty.
11) Reese got some test scores back and she is reading at 2nd grade level. She was satisfied with this assessment and told us with confidence that "2nd grade will be better than 1st grade." I sure hope so. This year wasn't the greatest as far as class/teachers go and I hope she'll have some different kids in her class next year. There are 20 days left of school and she is ready to close the door on 1st grade and not look back. I admire her for her perseverance in a few lousy situations this school year. She maintained a good example for her peers and made it through with a positive attitude. I am so happy that she will be home with us for summer break soon! I just love that girl and last summer break was just not long enough.
12) Another sign that Reese is ready to move on to bigger and better things is that she ditched the training wheels and taught herself to ride her two wheeler like a champ. She now cruises around effortlessly and we are so proud of her. Way to go, Reese! You can do hard things!
13) Aaron played in a stake basketball tournament on Saturday and made it to the semi finals. Go Aaron! I wish we'd gone to cheer. I love watching him play sports and it also would have been a really good excuse for eating junk food and making a few cat calls. He had a lot of fun.
14) The weatherman here raps the news.
No seriously. Not like those Autotune remixes, he actually made up a rap for the 10day forecast.
It isn't good....which is actually kind of disappointing since I love me a good rap.
Also, tonight regularly programmed television was briefly interrupted for "BREAKING NEWS".
Wanna know what the breaking news was? 10 second film coverage of an airport landing at XNA with the alleged new Razorbacks coach on board. Yep, breaking news. Hopefully the new highest paid state employee will live a higher moral standard than the previous head coach did.
15) I made eggs this morning and they were still warm when I cracked them open. It made me happy to know how fresh our breakfast was...but it was also kind of freaky to hold a warm egg in my hand. Sort of like sitting on a warm toilet seat in the winter. It's super nice to not have your buns freeze...until you think about why the seat is warm in the first place.
Goodbye Butterflies
12 years ago
2 comments:
"Sexy is how we got pregnant." I'm still laughing. True story. Also, who feels sexy when lunch is threatening to make it's way back up or when mayo is starting to sound edible?
Rapping the news? It makes me sad. I cannot tell you why, but it does.
I'm no help on the hair front. It looked awesome in the picture you just posted.
Warm eggs! That IS kinda creepy!
20 days of school left? What?!?!?
What, oh what, are we doing to celebrate the big 3-0? We need to get planning, stat!
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