- Taking a vacation to the city in which you already live is a great way to cut back on using our environmental resources (thank you, Chase, for that brilliant Al Gore-like observation).
- When you give your husband the camera and you are at the pool, do not be surprised that he takes about 4,000 shots of your cleavage.
- And only three of the children swimming.
- Going back to the dentist because you are still having pain six weeks after she re-did every filling in your mouth will really make you ANGRY.
- Having her smugly ask why you waited so long will make you want to kick her really hard in the leg as you scream, "BECAUSE I HATE THE DENTIST, YOU...DENTIST!"
- Practicing self-control and not actually doing that is a really good idea.
- Hearing that your sister-in-law just had healthy twin girls will make you oh, so happy for her (and make you oh, so glad to be you).
- The worst words ever uttered at two o'clock in the morning are, "Mom...I just threw up on the floor and I don't feel berry good." (One guess as to who said it?)
- When it is nearing Father's Day and your husband's birthday (both within a few days of each other), he will begin campaigning for a cake every weekend in honor of his awesome self.
- The children will heartily jump on that bandwagon and begin begging for CAKE! MOM! CAKE!
- You will probably be forced to give in and make a few cakes in spite of YOUR awesome self.
- Favorite thing this week: Husband's thoughtfulness at the airport when he snagged you some dishy magazines for your weekend reading pleasure (which is most certainly why he will get his precious cakes).
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Things I learned last week
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So, should we expect to see some of the cleavage photos on the photo blog?
Umm, no. Cause that would make him far too happy (and I am nothing if not indifferent to the happiness of my husband).
Oh,vomit at 2am is never fun. And yes I love going to baby showers and such now and leaving with a sigh of relief. Not me, not again. It's a good feeling. Will you be making Josh the Martha Stewart 16 layer cake? Do you remember that?
I always loved the throw up at 4 am. Standing up screaming in the crib usually was the spot for the first upheaval, dousing the sheets, carpets, walls and each and every slat of the crib . Then again all over you and the stairs and walls as you raced him to the bathroom. These are ultimate bonding moments because you literally choose to keep them as your child, inspite of it all. You start hearing the wonderful things they'll say at the Sunday School talk on Mother's Day and you rise to the challenge. You're bonded all right. He doesn't get asked to give the talk at all, or if he does he tells you 10 minutes before and you have to write it for him. It will all end is a few years and you'll feel very bad for the spouse who took over your duties. Gook luck with all that!
Oh my gosh - that 16-layer cake. I have been dreaming of that cake for years, but never had the guts to attempt to make it. Do you think Nathan would hop on a plane and whip one up for us? Nobody cooked for us like Nathan did.
I hope your sick child feels better soon! I have to ask what kind of cake do you make that your family is begging for it? When I make a cake it sits on the counter and gets tossed a few days later with 4-5 pieces cut out. Oh, well....
Men are so funny. What is it about the cleavage shots anyway?! It's good to know my hubby isn't the only one with the same fascination!
So far every time Parker has thrown up it's been all over me...he'll start crying and I'll pick him up, take him from Joe, etc. only to be covered in vomit seconds later. I'm sure I can count on lots more of that in the years to come...I guess I'm easier to clean up than the floor!
Reading your blog really brightens my day! I love the humor and fun you can squeeze out of the everyday, seemingly mundane experiences of being a mom. As for the cleavage thing...uncle Bob says it begins at infancy. It's not a fascination...it's an addiction!!
Ahhh, the guilty pleasures of tabloid reading. Can't WAIT to catch up on mine during vacation.
And OHHHH do I feel your tooth pain. Seriously. After having my daughter, I found out my pukey pregnancy rotted out my teeth (eight to be exact). When I went back in to get them filled, I found out I was pregnant so had to wait.
I just finally dragged myself in and some of those cavities have turned into root canals over the past year. Can you just FEEEEEEEL my joy (and the pain in our pockets for dishing out the $$?)
This is great--um, I mean so sorry!
But you know I'm chuckling.
i just wanted to say that i admire your enthusiasm about moving...you are always excited to go whereever you move to...i hope you have a wonderful time in st. louis...we'll miss you in cali...
These are great. And your hubby at the pool - hilarious. Sounds like something my hubby would do.
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