Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label motherhood. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Birthday




My David is 5 today!!!!! I can hardly believe it. Every parent says that, and they are correct. If you really want to watch life pass in the blink of an eye, have kids. He still has great cheeks! I never get tired of kissing them. Speaking of Birthdays, my brother Matt turned 30 two weeks ago. I'm older by 10 1/2 months. So we're both 30 until March 28th. Then I'm 31. (Just in case you couldn't do the math yourself.) We thought this was awesome when we were small. We would run around telling everyone we were twins. Then my mom would have to explain that we were, in fact, twins of the Irish variety. She said It used to embarrass her, but she got over it. Off to make cake!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

WHY!!!!

Did I tell my husband I'd do the dishes. Seriously, I have so much crap to get done and I don't wanna!!!!!!! I want to play. The only up to the dishes is I get to watch the Triops we're hatching in the window. We only have one big one. the rest look like water fleas. I think the big one is eating the little ones. Seriously google triops. They belong to Chad.

Monday, January 5, 2009

So my boys were in the tub early this morning. they are 7 and 4. When I went to get them out my youngest, David, announced to me that "We are finding our balls." Then they pinched their testicles to show me how they can isolate their little nads. I write this stuff down so I can remember and use it as blackmail when they are older.

I just sent my oldest, Chad, to the bus stop. I always feel anxiety about this. This is the first year he's taken the bus, and for about the first nine weeks he wanted me to walk him to the bus stop, then he told me he wanted to walk alone. It's only a block and a half away but it still makes me nervous. we don't have any kids on our street to send him with. We live on retirement row. I decided to to let him. He feels so proud and independent. I don't want to squash those feelings. But on my super anxious days, I drive by the bus stop on the way to work and look for signs of a struggle, then call the school to make sure he got there in one piece.