A couple of random things that are going on at our house:
On Sunday, we went to church and it was awesome. The sermon was great and totally hit home. When the service was over Patrick took the girls home and I stayed to work in the nursery. On my way home I got in a car accident! I am fine, but my car had to be towed, and luckily the cops said it was the other guys fault. So, now I am waiting for his insurance to accept liability so that they will pay for my rental car. I am going on 2 days of being stuck at home and I can only handle that for so long. Hopefully I will hear from them today!
Morgan had the worst night EVER! She woke several times in the middle of the night and for a while I couldn't figure out what the problem was so I was letting her cry, but after the 3rd time I realized that she has a cold and she could not breathe. Poor little girl, she does not feel well.
Reagan has given up napping! I was hoping that she would continue taking a nap for a while, but no such luck. It makes the days drag, especially when I don't have a car to go somewhere to break it up a little.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
All About Us!
I thought that this was a good blog for Valentines Day! This all about me and my hubby
1. Where did you meet?
I cannot exactly recall, we were friends for a long time and actually when we met we were both seeing other people. I am guessing it was at Coaches, a sports bar in Albuquerque that we both spent a lot of time at in college!
2. How long did you date before you were married?
A LONG time, 3 years
3. What does he do that surprises you?
He does laundry a lot with no prompting, he has been doing it a while but it still surprises me
4. What is your favorite quality of his?
He commitement to me and the girls
5. What is your favorite feature of his?
His laugh, and in turn his sense of humor
6. Does he have a nickname for you?
Not really, sometimes babe
7. What is his favorite food?
Probably pizza
8. What is his favorite sport?
That is very hard because he likes ALL sports. I would say golf is his favorite to play and football to watch, but he also love baseball and hockey.
9. When and where was your first kiss?
In his car, before our first date, I think that is why we had a first date. I know, I know
10. What do you like to do together?
Watch movies, go out to eat, go shopping, we are pretty easy
11. Do you have any children?
Reagan 3, and Morgan 10 months
12. Does he have a hidden talent?
He is a fantastic dancer, hilarious, some of you have seen it, awesome. It usually comes out at weddings and Christmas parties
13. Who said "I love you" first?
Me, but only because he was a big chicken
14. What is his favorite type of music?
He listens to everything, I laugh at his CD's because they will go from Kanye to Frank Sinatra, he has no concern about genre, he puts them all on a CD together
15. What do you admire most about him?
His work ethic and loyalty, he works hard
16. Do you think he will read this?
Probably not, he doesn't check it very often (but if you are, I love you Patrick, you are the best!)
1. Where did you meet?
I cannot exactly recall, we were friends for a long time and actually when we met we were both seeing other people. I am guessing it was at Coaches, a sports bar in Albuquerque that we both spent a lot of time at in college!
2. How long did you date before you were married?
A LONG time, 3 years
3. What does he do that surprises you?
He does laundry a lot with no prompting, he has been doing it a while but it still surprises me
4. What is your favorite quality of his?
He commitement to me and the girls
5. What is your favorite feature of his?
His laugh, and in turn his sense of humor
6. Does he have a nickname for you?
Not really, sometimes babe
7. What is his favorite food?
Probably pizza
8. What is his favorite sport?
That is very hard because he likes ALL sports. I would say golf is his favorite to play and football to watch, but he also love baseball and hockey.
9. When and where was your first kiss?
In his car, before our first date, I think that is why we had a first date. I know, I know
10. What do you like to do together?
Watch movies, go out to eat, go shopping, we are pretty easy
11. Do you have any children?
Reagan 3, and Morgan 10 months
12. Does he have a hidden talent?
He is a fantastic dancer, hilarious, some of you have seen it, awesome. It usually comes out at weddings and Christmas parties
13. Who said "I love you" first?
Me, but only because he was a big chicken
14. What is his favorite type of music?
He listens to everything, I laugh at his CD's because they will go from Kanye to Frank Sinatra, he has no concern about genre, he puts them all on a CD together
15. What do you admire most about him?
His work ethic and loyalty, he works hard
16. Do you think he will read this?
Probably not, he doesn't check it very often (but if you are, I love you Patrick, you are the best!)
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Seriously, You've Got to be Kidding!
I stole this article from someone elses blog and I had to put it on my blog because it was shocking and hilarious!! This was actually in a paper in Tacoma, WA. Seriously, if this person had said these things to me I would have had to punch her!
"My best friend has a child. Her: Exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc. Me (no kids): Wow. Sorry. What'd you do today? Her: Park, play group . . .OK. I've done Internet searches; I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please, no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners. . . . I do all those things, too, and I don't do them every day. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day, and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail?I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events), and I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy — not a bad thing at all — but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth?Is this a contest ("My life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids, and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions."— Tacoma, Wash.
"Relax and enjoy. You're funny.Or you're lying about having friends with kids.Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them.Internet searches?I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand — while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom friends are either lying or competing with you — is disingenuous indeed.So, since it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries and questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family members and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It's resisting the constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense.It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity, empathy. Everything.It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy — and then when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, you wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend — a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you to mutual friends or marvel at how much more productively she uses her time.Either make a sincere effort to understand, or keep your snit to yourself."
"My best friend has a child. Her: Exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc. Me (no kids): Wow. Sorry. What'd you do today? Her: Park, play group . . .OK. I've done Internet searches; I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please, no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners. . . . I do all those things, too, and I don't do them every day. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day, and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail?I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events), and I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy — not a bad thing at all — but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth?Is this a contest ("My life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids, and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions."— Tacoma, Wash.
"Relax and enjoy. You're funny.Or you're lying about having friends with kids.Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them.Internet searches?I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand — while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom friends are either lying or competing with you — is disingenuous indeed.So, since it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries and questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family members and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It's resisting the constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense.It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity, empathy. Everything.It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy — and then when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, you wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend — a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you to mutual friends or marvel at how much more productively she uses her time.Either make a sincere effort to understand, or keep your snit to yourself."
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Potty update
We are headed in the right direction. After much convincing and bribery, Reagan is going in the potty. She has not had an accident since Thursday and she even woke up this morning with a dry pull-up! Success!
Now, if I could only get her to do #2 in the potty. HMMM, we will see, I have a plan we will see if it works
Now, if I could only get her to do #2 in the potty. HMMM, we will see, I have a plan we will see if it works
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