Ears

The boy came home from Texas today.  In our last final moments of trying to make life fun for the girls why the boy is having the time of his life with his grandparents, we went to the mall to get Lou’s ears pierced.

She was so excited.  She picked out some cute 14K gold pink stone earrings.  She sat in the chair.  And they she got as stiff as a board.  She looked terrified.  I tried to give her an out, but she still wanted to do it.  Luckily I had them do both ears at once.

At first she didn’t cry.  She just said OW!  But then I think the sting set in and she cried.  Poor girl.  She did so well.  They tried to cheer her up with a sucker AND a sticker.  But she just needed to cry for a bit.  She wanted me to hold her, so we sat on the bench outside the shop for a few minutes waiting for Dad and Toots to find us.  When they did dad took a picture of her new jewels.

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I was wrong about the store.  I figured they would try to sell me some obnoxiously overpriced hydrogen peroxide to clean her ears.  They didn’t try to sell it to me.  They just tacked $8 on to the price of the earrings and gave it to me.  They opened it in the store and used it to clean her ears with.  Gee.  Thanks.  So $40 later she is a happy girl with big girl earrings.   And she had something to show her brother when he got home.  That is pretty priceless.

Leaving on a Jet Plane

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Tomorrow I am putting my boy on an airplane alone.  He is flying to see his grandparents.  He will only be gone for 3 days, but I know I am going to miss him terribly.  He is such a great kid.

I am looking forward to time at home with just the girls.  And for seeing his face again on Sunday!  I know he is going to have a great time visiting the sights with my mother and father-in law.  I can’t wait to hear the stories.

Happy Father’s Day

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I really love him. And I lucked out in the Father department. He is a really great Dad to our kids. He may leave his empty chocolate milk glasses in the bedroom, but I wouldn’t give up a single thing that I love about him to change it.

Our kids adore him. A-D-O-R-E!

Drew loves everything that his dad loves. And if you ask him why he will tell you ‘That is just what’s sons do.” I know, because I asked him and that is what he told me.

Lou La is her Father’s daughter. I think the only disagreement these two will ever have will be whose turn it is to be pampered.

And Ruby. Well Ruby runs to the door screaming “Daddy! Daddy!” every time he walks through. It doesn’t matter if he has been gone all day at work or just went outside for 10 seconds to turn off the sprinklers. He is still greeted with the same excitement. Because she adores him.

And he deserves it. He is pretty darn great.

Adios the Candy Jars

About 4 months ago I decided to take all of my sprinkles (like the kind you decorate cookies and cakes with) out of their standard plasitc jars and put them into little glass jars.  The glass jars in no way functioned better than the jars they came in, but they were SO much cuter in the glass jars.  I cleaned off a shelf in my kitchen next to the window and displayed my cute little jars of color.

The next day I discovered that the heat from the window melted some of the candy sprinkles.  And it was only February.  There was no way that the sprinkles were going to survive the heat that would be coming through that window in June.  I live in Arizona.

So the sprinkles and their cute jars got put back in the cupboard where noone could see them.  And since the glass jars were bigger than the plastic jars they don’t fit very well.

To console myself I bought a cute jar and filled it with colorful candy.  It made my kitchen happy.   And for a while it was fine.  But lately Toots has been screaming for candy every time she sees the jar.  Tonight was not a good night.  I was tired.  She was tired.  There was a LOT of screaming for candy.  So I dumped all of the candy into a bag and put it away.  And the jar is on the shelf empty.

*sigh*

I am starting to think that my kitchen is not meant for happy colors.  I guess I should start looking for ways to bring the color in that aren’t made of sugar.

But that doesn’t keep me from wanting to fill these jars with colorful treats:

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Those would make me happy.

(1000+)

My Google Reader seems to be an indicator of my life. My Google Reader currently shows (1000+) unread posts. My laundry room currently shows 3 loads of unwashed laundry and 4 baskets full of clean clothes that need to be folded and put away.basket Of course, my Google reader has a magic button that says Mark All As Read. Too bad there isn’t a button like that for my life.

The First Post

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I have a blog.  Another blog.  Not this blog.  A blog that I post on all of the time.  Probably too much.  But it has nothing to do with me.  Well, it is mine, so in that way it has something to do with me.  But I don’t write posts about my life or my family.  Why?  Mostly because I want people to read it!  And because when I did write about my family I would go to tell someone something in person and they would say, “Yeah, I read that on your blog.”

But lately I feel like there are a things I want to say to no one in particular and I figured that is why blogs were created in the first place.  Never before has so much been been said to so few.  And so I add my two cents to the great big world wide web.

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