I was up and at 'em then..promising myself a shower during nap-time (aaaand here I sit)- it sure felt like a Burger King morning to me. I pulled out my pony-tail to smooth back the frizzies and loaded the kids up, pjs and all...what a handsome looking crew we were literally *straggling* out to the van. I at least changed my sweats and washed my face for the venture out of the cinderblock (our typhoon proof house). Ok, everybody was loaded up and already fighting over toys that aren't allowed in the car in the first place because of fighting...and the car won't start hmmmmmm. I jump out of the van and hearing that the girls were still arguing, I decided to randomly treat my roses for some black marks on the leaves while deciding what to do. - Anjolie had her window unlatched and had her lips squished out enough to be heard through the crevice "Whart ur you doirng mmmmuuummmuu?!". So, I got back in the van and tried again..."hmm", I thought, "I'm out of gas, wonderful". I found the gas can, talked to Brian and ...lol.. I wonder what the neighbors think..emptied the can into my tank. You know it's bad when I tell you that I felt pretty handy in solving that simple car problem LOL...oh so sad. So, our health-nut breakfast consisting of cinna-minis, french-toast sticks, and a sausage sandwich oh...there WAS OJ..(I feel a little better) I am sure just boosted their little immune systems wonderfully ;D. We then drove around dumpster divin' and took a pass by the flight line to see some planes and jets and enjoyed the sunshine. The morning, though I still feel sick- turned ok. Lily sat on the potty for about 20min and had me sing to one of her books...then she was done..nada in the pada..*sigh*. I guess she got her quality time today. Brian called to warn me not to put Lily back in her crib because she had soaked it and so that was why she was in bed with me and oh, he was sorry he just stripped off her diaper and left it (yes, it was SOAKED..practically ready to spill out all that jelly stuff) on the floor- he was in a hurry to get to work LOL..husbands are so *funny*. Well, now 3 out of the 4 are napping...Brianna needs to do school-work (she is on the mend) and I need to stay on top of chores. In fact, I feel well enough to make a dent in the 4-6 loads of laundry that have piled up. And it is 1pm ;)Edited to add these photos that my dear ones took (one woke up from her nap) while I posted this....lovely...yes they were dressed in their Sunday best on a Friday afternoon ;)
Friday, February 23, 2007
Just an Ordinary Day
...with a couple of twists to make it unique. I woke up after a night of incredible muscle aches and a sore throat at about 7am...maybe a bit earlier. Brian was dumping handing Ayden to me who was wanting to nurse and snuggle with mama before starting his day. I felt some cold feet on the back of my legs...hmph, Oh, Lily somehow was in bed with me. I wondered when that had happened because, she has decided that she still owns the crib and toddler bed *ahem* (we have kept Ayden in the port-a-crib in our room until he is weaned) she wants to be in the crib which she is too heavy to hoist herself out of. ...well, at the moment, she is napping in the toddler bed, but I will share more on that in a minute. And yes, I NEED to be up before the kids...or I am fighting a losing battle the rest of the day! Brian fed me a cough drop and planted a kiss before he left mentioning something about hoping it will be a short day (yay, I'm thinkin' , 'cause I gotta babysit tonight).
I was up and at 'em then..promising myself a shower during nap-time (aaaand here I sit)- it sure felt like a Burger King morning to me. I pulled out my pony-tail to smooth back the frizzies and loaded the kids up, pjs and all...what a handsome looking crew we were literally *straggling* out to the van. I at least changed my sweats and washed my face for the venture out of the cinderblock (our typhoon proof house). Ok, everybody was loaded up and already fighting over toys that aren't allowed in the car in the first place because of fighting...and the car won't start hmmmmmm. I jump out of the van and hearing that the girls were still arguing, I decided to randomly treat my roses for some black marks on the leaves while deciding what to do. - Anjolie had her window unlatched and had her lips squished out enough to be heard through the crevice "Whart ur you doirng mmmmuuummmuu?!". So, I got back in the van and tried again..."hmm", I thought, "I'm out of gas, wonderful". I found the gas can, talked to Brian and ...lol.. I wonder what the neighbors think..emptied the can into my tank. You know it's bad when I tell you that I felt pretty handy in solving that simple car problem LOL...oh so sad. So, our health-nut breakfast consisting of cinna-minis, french-toast sticks, and a sausage sandwich oh...there WAS OJ..(I feel a little better) I am sure just boosted their little immune systems wonderfully ;D. We then drove around dumpster divin' and took a pass by the flight line to see some planes and jets and enjoyed the sunshine. The morning, though I still feel sick- turned ok. Lily sat on the potty for about 20min and had me sing to one of her books...then she was done..nada in the pada..*sigh*. I guess she got her quality time today. Brian called to warn me not to put Lily back in her crib because she had soaked it and so that was why she was in bed with me and oh, he was sorry he just stripped off her diaper and left it (yes, it was SOAKED..practically ready to spill out all that jelly stuff) on the floor- he was in a hurry to get to work LOL..husbands are so *funny*. Well, now 3 out of the 4 are napping...Brianna needs to do school-work (she is on the mend) and I need to stay on top of chores. In fact, I feel well enough to make a dent in the 4-6 loads of laundry that have piled up. And it is 1pm ;)Edited to add these photos that my dear ones took (one woke up from her nap) while I posted this....lovely...yes they were dressed in their Sunday best on a Friday afternoon ;)
I was up and at 'em then..promising myself a shower during nap-time (aaaand here I sit)- it sure felt like a Burger King morning to me. I pulled out my pony-tail to smooth back the frizzies and loaded the kids up, pjs and all...what a handsome looking crew we were literally *straggling* out to the van. I at least changed my sweats and washed my face for the venture out of the cinderblock (our typhoon proof house). Ok, everybody was loaded up and already fighting over toys that aren't allowed in the car in the first place because of fighting...and the car won't start hmmmmmm. I jump out of the van and hearing that the girls were still arguing, I decided to randomly treat my roses for some black marks on the leaves while deciding what to do. - Anjolie had her window unlatched and had her lips squished out enough to be heard through the crevice "Whart ur you doirng mmmmuuummmuu?!". So, I got back in the van and tried again..."hmm", I thought, "I'm out of gas, wonderful". I found the gas can, talked to Brian and ...lol.. I wonder what the neighbors think..emptied the can into my tank. You know it's bad when I tell you that I felt pretty handy in solving that simple car problem LOL...oh so sad. So, our health-nut breakfast consisting of cinna-minis, french-toast sticks, and a sausage sandwich oh...there WAS OJ..(I feel a little better) I am sure just boosted their little immune systems wonderfully ;D. We then drove around dumpster divin' and took a pass by the flight line to see some planes and jets and enjoyed the sunshine. The morning, though I still feel sick- turned ok. Lily sat on the potty for about 20min and had me sing to one of her books...then she was done..nada in the pada..*sigh*. I guess she got her quality time today. Brian called to warn me not to put Lily back in her crib because she had soaked it and so that was why she was in bed with me and oh, he was sorry he just stripped off her diaper and left it (yes, it was SOAKED..practically ready to spill out all that jelly stuff) on the floor- he was in a hurry to get to work LOL..husbands are so *funny*. Well, now 3 out of the 4 are napping...Brianna needs to do school-work (she is on the mend) and I need to stay on top of chores. In fact, I feel well enough to make a dent in the 4-6 loads of laundry that have piled up. And it is 1pm ;)Edited to add these photos that my dear ones took (one woke up from her nap) while I posted this....lovely...yes they were dressed in their Sunday best on a Friday afternoon ;)
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5 comments:
That is so hilarious. I was giggling through the whole thing. Especially about the diaper in the floor. HUBBIES! I'm really sorry you weren't feeling well, but you did make light of your situation and that's a good character trait. :)
It's better to laugh than cry.
~Kristi
Amen sister..can I laugh while I cry? :)
Go ahead...I do it all the time. :)
Love the pictures you added. I'm sure that was a fun photo shoot.
~Kristi
Oh Heather you are *so* funny! I was literally laughing as I read your post. : ) I do hope you feel better soon!
Thanks Kristi and Ms Mishel :) I feel better since that day is over...Brian did NOT get off early at all, and had to go back in from 10pm-2am *sigh* ah yes...gotta love the military :)
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