Along for the ride

This is a contest that I WANT to win.

I SO deserve this. Really, I do.

http://www.alongfortheride.biz/Searc...t=49&Click=258

It's called an Ergo, and I NEEEED it!

It's "Teething season" again...

It's time to go to the drug store and stock up on Childrens Motrin, Tylenol, and decongestant. Becaue as happens every fall, it is "Teething" season.

It doesn't matter how old the child is, if he has a fever, diarrhea, or ABSOLUTELY ANY signs of illness whatsoever... "He is teething". As we speak, bottomless pit is sleeping in another room, because he is "Teething" with a 102 temp.

I should also buy some adult fever reducers and decongestion, as my husband and I tend to catch a few bouts of "teething" ourselves.

I am a year older...

I can't even bring myself to say a year older than what. But, suffice it to say, I am not getting younger.

I have gained 15 pounds in two years. My knees are getting sore. I can no longer squat to tie a shoe, or help with pants.

It sucks to get old. Before long, I will be buying those orthopedic shoes with velcro from K-Mart.

HAPPY FAG DAY!

"Happy Fag day"
Today was (as you all know) the five year anniversary of 9-11.But, since not one of my kids was even born five years ago, this is a concept that they just cannot understand.

SO, today the kids (who's parents are all teachers) wore Flag t-shirts from Old Navy. This just sorta happened. No memo was sent out.

I had planned to have the kids color a flag, and do a red white and blue collage. So, today was dubbed "Flag day".

Only... apparently, the average 1-3 year old has not mastered the "L" sound. SO, they just leave it out entirely.

Which leave us with "Fag day!" So, Happy fag day to you all.

I just love to watch a man work.

He is painting the cabin. (I was admiring him from behind)

It really needed a good coat of paint. When I suggested we paint it a color, he looked at me like I had pigs flying out of my butt. Apparently WHITE is a color.

I made a grocery list!!!

Too bad I forgot to shop for the groceries.

I am out of milk, eggs and bread. Pretty much all the basic items. SO, to the children's delight THIS is lunch. A fish stick, a Pilsbury cinnamon roll, and a banana. Of couse there are seconds on all of this except the cinnamon roll.

Three year old was overheard saying "Kim is a good Cook"

Sippy cups!

I think I am keeping the "Take n Toss" company in business.

And, so it begins.....

This is the end of our summer vacaton. It is not the end of summer.... In Phoenix, summer lasts til Halloween.

But, summer is officially over. We had our last Water world trip last week. The big kids are going back to school, the little kids are coming back to me. I am so excited! I miss those little guys! I didn't miss all their crap though... I have been digging the crap out all weekend. I have three high chairs, three pack n plays, DOZENS of sippy cups and lids... It is an endless supply of crap.

The grade schoolers have worn out their welcome. The older a kid gets, the less enjoyable they are. I love each one of them, but I am glad they will be back in school this time next week.

I am so proud!!

This nutball is my daycare boy! He has been the most amusing kid I have ever had.

Presenting Colton's audition for "So you think you can dance"

Now tell me you wouldn't have wanted to party with this kid!

"The Generous wife"..

I joined a site called "The gererous wife". I thought "Well? It can't hurt".... We get daily advice in our emails.

Here is today's advice....

Wednesday August 2, 2006

Now, don't take this personally, ladies. ;) Make a habit of regularly brushing your teeth and keep some mints or flavored candies by the bed or in your purse. A fresh, sweet kiss is a wonderful invitation. ... the fragrance of your breath [is] like apples, and your mouth like the best wine! Song of Songs 7:8b-9 NAS
Think generous! Lori <><

(in my best greys anatomy voice) Seriously?????

Yes, another contest...

But, I wanna win..

http://www.alongfortheride.biz/pages/PlayGamesWinPrizes.php

I shouldn't have enjoyed this.....

But, it kinda warmed my evil heart.

Last night, I went to ex day care boy's final Basketball game. It was kind of a play off of sorts. Basketball has actually been over for a while, but there was some reason for this game, and He really wanted us to go.

We went up in the stands. There were at least 100 people there. But, ONE small child was SOOOO obnoxious that no one could take their eyes off of him. He was at least six years old. He would NOT sit in the stands with his parents (who thought he was adorable..he was NOT adorable)

He insisted on standing under the basket at one end. He jumped, spun, twisted and yelled. The coach asked him to sit in the stands, the other coach asked him to sit in the stands. The parents tried to cajole him into sitting with them. A teacher TOLD him, using her teacher voice to MOVE away from there.

He "chose" not to sit in the stands. Instead, he just kept his spot below the basket.

On one of this child's many trips to see Mom and Dad (who were sitting behind us) I listened to him. He was very intellegent and articulate. So, this was not an issue of him not understanding. He had two missing teeth , so I guessed him to be about six-ish. The parents kept thinking he was so cute, and maybe they should sign him up for Basketball, since he seemed interested in it.

Finally Dad decided to stand near him under the basket. The coach asked him to sit in the stands, and please take his son. The boy again refused. Dad returned alone.

Dad no sooner sat down, when the coach's son decided try and beat the buzzer. He threw the ball from almost halfway across the court.

It missed the basket.....But it hit this kid square in the back with a loud "OOF" that could be heard throughout the entire gym. He was knocked hard to the wood floor with a slapping and squeaking sound as his little body slid across the shiny wood.

The ENTIRE gymnasium first gasped, then the giggling started, then the loud raucus laughter. Soon ALL of the jr high students and a few of the parents were actually clapping.I giggled..I tried to make sympathetic noises...but, I was truly pleased. The coach....instead of picking the kid up, turned to the parents, opened both arms wide, and looked at them like. "DUH!"

LOLThe boy is fine. Hopefully he learned a lesson.

Sometimes, I love karma.
__________________

Sick again???

I can't wait for school to end.

The teenager is sick again. She has missed three of seven days of school. What do seventh graders do? Share a cup? Do they just pass one big cup around and take a drink? I am SO tired of calling the school and leaving a message that she will once again, miss school.

I would worry more about her grades, but this school district is a JOKE. Last week, she had a project due. She was asking me if I knew where her old social studies book was. I asked her "Shouldn't it be at your OLD school?" "Um, no, I forgot to turn it in...So, you don't know where it is then?" "no".

I looked at her project, and understood WHY she wanted that book. It is the exact same project she did TWO YEARS AGO in fifth grade. So, since she had a big trip planned with the band for the following day, I said "I think I still have that project in my computer."

She printed the fifth grade project, turned it in, and got an A!! This is funny, because when she turned it in to her fifth grade teacher, she only got a B.

They think she is a genius.

My child's school....

Today, after becoming lost in the internet. I ran across a blog in which the blog owner was angry at her child's school. It seems the Principal felt the Mom should stop in the middle of the crosswalk and let her daughter walk in to school alone. Apparently this principal did not want the Mother to see the inside workings of a public school. However, the principal not only knew the Mother's name, she also knew the child's name.

This would NEVER happen in our school. I was going to complain about my child's principal, when I suddenly realized....

I have no idea who my child's principal is! Seriously. I don't even know if it is a man or a woman. How sick is that? What kind of Mother have I become? I know the secretary, I know the math teacher, but not the principal.

In all fairness to me, this is a new school to us. We moved, and this is our first year here. Not that this is an acceptable excuse.....but, it is all I have.

I am going to call that school tomorrow. (using someone elses cell phone) and ask them!

The internet is for...

The internet is for Porn

I am SO easily amused.

Woody in Laughlin!!!