After Happy's birthday party today (more on that in another post) my friend who is being induced tomorrow returned "the groups" maternity clothing to me. I was so excited! I love maternity clothes and some great new items have been added since I was last pregnant. Anyway as I dug through the bag I notices one or two letters from a leapfrog toy I had been looking for for weeks. (WEEKS!) I started throwing clothes out of the bag to see if, maybe, just maybe....YES!! There it was! I have torn my entire home apart numerous times looking for this toy. I knew I had put it away for a while to cycle some toys out but Happy is really into magnets now and I knew he would love it. (Here's the toy in case you are curious)
I prayed to St. Anthony numerous times,but still now luck. I finally decided that I had thrown it away by accident and would have to get another one. Apparently as I was gather toys to put away for a while I was also gathering maternity clothes to give to my friend and I confused the bags.
So tonight after opening all his new gifts I showed him the toy I had finally found and showed Happy. He loved it! In fact so did Demand (of course) and Happy was irritated that she kept trying to play with it.
Since I can't stand to lose anything and I usually know where everything is I was very irritated that St. Anthony wasn't helping me. (You should see me when Mr. Sloth loses his wallet every other month. I am a crazy woman.)
So my apologies St. Anthony! You came through yet again, you always do, except for that time in high school when I lost my orange wallet I'm still disappointed about that one.
The Sloths
Lazywife, Mr. Sloth, Demand, Prophet, Rooster, and King
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Moving the Alps
Due to the massive amounts of snow that just keep coming and staying here we've had what we call "Snow Mountain" in our front yard since early December. Since we are at the end of a finger street and have our roads and driveways plowed by the same people all the snow ends up in our yard. And since it has snowed so much we have many mountains which I've recently termed the Alps.
Since it's been "warm" out the last few days Demand went out for a while today. She's aloud to go out on her own as she doesn't venture far and can't move very fast as it is. I stay near by of course for a few reason but she never lasts long outside anyway. So she was outside around noon today and then came inside. About an hour later I heard the garbage trucks and then it dawned on me that they were hanging around for a while. I looked to find it was not longer a garbage truck but a bobcat truck starting to move snow. At first I thought he was going to remove it but then I realized he was just spreading it about. Then out of now where came the industrial highway sized snow blower. They totally destroyed Snow Mountain and then using the industrial snow blower shot snow thirty feet up the hill. Now don't get me wrong the kids and I had a blast watching but all I could think of was that Demand could have easily been playing withing the valleys of the snowy mountain range. It still scares me to think of it. That machine did not look toddler friendly in the slightest! Demand wanted them to go away at first since she loved her mountain but she ended up enjoying the shooting snow and since they just relocated the snow she was ok with it.
Today was Ash Wednesday. I've managed to be pregnant or nursing for four years now so I'm technically exempt from fasting yet again but since I've been doing this for four years now I make up my own. I mostly just eat when I'm actually hungry and not just eating because I feel like or because I can. I also try and stay away from junk food and of course no meat. I've given up internet during the day as Facebook owns my soul right now. So since I wasn't online all day I got the house nearly spotless it helped that the kids were pretty well self entertained until the afternoon when Demand went on a rampage. I cleaned her room four times today she cleaned it the fourth. She's into emptying entire rolls of toilet paper this week and eating her toothpaste and sneaking candy when she knows Mommy is occupied.
I have been fill with fury.
Happy turns one on Saturday so after dinner we made a trip to ToysRus to buy his gifts. (I also didn't want the kids destroying the house just yet.) I was sneaking a peek at my brother-in-law's coupons on Sunday and noticed that ToysRus was having a sale that if you bought one toy for $25+ you got on for up to $25 free. SOLD! We bought Happy a lawnmower and a tool bench toy. We let Demand pick a gift for him and she picked a talking Smurf(on clearance). I thought it was ridiculous but he seemed interested when she showed it to him and he does like talking toys. So we spent a total of $37 on gifts and his party is going to be pretty inexpensive as well. Demand and I cut out a number snowflakes for decorations and I had some blue streamers from some fourth of July years ago, I bought all the supplies at the Dollar Tree (love that store) and I'm making the cakes. I still have to decide on food but it will be simple and mostly likely all the ingredients will come from Aldi. I'm pretty proud of myself for throwing a budget party especially since I tend to go big for birthdays but I think this one will be pretty cute. And as long as there's food Happy will be....happy.
Yesterday I mentioned getting an unfortunate letter from our insurance company. Well I apparently missed last months payment so we can have it reinstated without lapse in coverage, however we have to pay three months at once (last month, this month and next month) all at once which equals around $1,800. (Deep breath) Good thing I know someone in a high place. I'm starting to understand why the Jews were hoping the Messiah would actually be a wealthy king.
So tomorrow is Bible study (oops, might want to start that.) and Friday I will work on the food and cakes for Happy's party. I should work on Bible Study now or at least work on that 485 page book I need to have read by next week.
Since it's been "warm" out the last few days Demand went out for a while today. She's aloud to go out on her own as she doesn't venture far and can't move very fast as it is. I stay near by of course for a few reason but she never lasts long outside anyway. So she was outside around noon today and then came inside. About an hour later I heard the garbage trucks and then it dawned on me that they were hanging around for a while. I looked to find it was not longer a garbage truck but a bobcat truck starting to move snow. At first I thought he was going to remove it but then I realized he was just spreading it about. Then out of now where came the industrial highway sized snow blower. They totally destroyed Snow Mountain and then using the industrial snow blower shot snow thirty feet up the hill. Now don't get me wrong the kids and I had a blast watching but all I could think of was that Demand could have easily been playing withing the valleys of the snowy mountain range. It still scares me to think of it. That machine did not look toddler friendly in the slightest! Demand wanted them to go away at first since she loved her mountain but she ended up enjoying the shooting snow and since they just relocated the snow she was ok with it.
Today was Ash Wednesday. I've managed to be pregnant or nursing for four years now so I'm technically exempt from fasting yet again but since I've been doing this for four years now I make up my own. I mostly just eat when I'm actually hungry and not just eating because I feel like or because I can. I also try and stay away from junk food and of course no meat. I've given up internet during the day as Facebook owns my soul right now. So since I wasn't online all day I got the house nearly spotless it helped that the kids were pretty well self entertained until the afternoon when Demand went on a rampage. I cleaned her room four times today she cleaned it the fourth. She's into emptying entire rolls of toilet paper this week and eating her toothpaste and sneaking candy when she knows Mommy is occupied.
I have been fill with fury.
Happy turns one on Saturday so after dinner we made a trip to ToysRus to buy his gifts. (I also didn't want the kids destroying the house just yet.) I was sneaking a peek at my brother-in-law's coupons on Sunday and noticed that ToysRus was having a sale that if you bought one toy for $25+ you got on for up to $25 free. SOLD! We bought Happy a lawnmower and a tool bench toy. We let Demand pick a gift for him and she picked a talking Smurf(on clearance). I thought it was ridiculous but he seemed interested when she showed it to him and he does like talking toys. So we spent a total of $37 on gifts and his party is going to be pretty inexpensive as well. Demand and I cut out a number snowflakes for decorations and I had some blue streamers from some fourth of July years ago, I bought all the supplies at the Dollar Tree (love that store) and I'm making the cakes. I still have to decide on food but it will be simple and mostly likely all the ingredients will come from Aldi. I'm pretty proud of myself for throwing a budget party especially since I tend to go big for birthdays but I think this one will be pretty cute. And as long as there's food Happy will be....happy.
Yesterday I mentioned getting an unfortunate letter from our insurance company. Well I apparently missed last months payment so we can have it reinstated without lapse in coverage, however we have to pay three months at once (last month, this month and next month) all at once which equals around $1,800. (Deep breath) Good thing I know someone in a high place. I'm starting to understand why the Jews were hoping the Messiah would actually be a wealthy king.
So tomorrow is Bible study (oops, might want to start that.) and Friday I will work on the food and cakes for Happy's party. I should work on Bible Study now or at least work on that 485 page book I need to have read by next week.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Chastiy, Poverty, and Obedience
Last week brought a rare excitement in Catholic circles- we were contemplating watching Oprah! Oprah, people!! Oprah had the Sister of Mary Mother of the Eucharist from Ann Abor on her show. I ended up watching it on youtube and it was really well done. My favorite part was when Oprah explained when they first started looking for convents to go into all said no, including one order who said "What's an Oprah Winfrey"
(insert copious amounts of laughter)
Anyway, during one of the segment Oprah asks about the vows of chastity, poverty, and obedience.Was it hard to do and what happens if you break a vow? The sisters answered the question really well. One sister explained that it wasn't far from a married woman in that she can't spend whatever money she has but has to be frugal for the family, she can't do whatever she wants whenever she wants and she can't have boyfriends on the side (to put it nicely). It was a great response and it got me thinking the rest of the week how being married with children is so very similar to being a religious sister especially the vow of poverty.
I have no possessions, at least none that are safe. Not only do my children seek and destroy most household objects but my body itself is not my own. I am often at the discretion of Happy's appetite and he is constantly trying to rip my earings out and hair out while bruising all parts of me during "Climb on Mommy" time. My food isn't even my own. If the children actually let me eat they still feel they can eat any or all of my food at anytime. An our bedroom and bed can be invaded at anytime without notice.
Today was the first time we've been paid since October and even then it's only enough to get us through to next month. Plus tonight at 5:15pm I opened a letter from our insurance telling us they dropped us on New Years Eve (the day I found out I was pregnant by the way) No notice, no warning, no phone call just a letter two months later. And of course it was fifteen minutes after they closed for the day so we had to accept our stress for the night. I'm not complaining,it's just a part of life. Every family starts looking at items around the house to sell in order to secure a mortgage payment next month, searching for change to pay for a few things and even starts shaking the kids piggy banks. (Just shaking. I didn't take anything...yet)
Anyway I just found the comparisons somewhat humorous and thought I would share.
(insert copious amounts of laughter)
Anyway, during one of the segment Oprah asks about the vows of chastity, poverty, and obedience.Was it hard to do and what happens if you break a vow? The sisters answered the question really well. One sister explained that it wasn't far from a married woman in that she can't spend whatever money she has but has to be frugal for the family, she can't do whatever she wants whenever she wants and she can't have boyfriends on the side (to put it nicely). It was a great response and it got me thinking the rest of the week how being married with children is so very similar to being a religious sister especially the vow of poverty.
I have no possessions, at least none that are safe. Not only do my children seek and destroy most household objects but my body itself is not my own. I am often at the discretion of Happy's appetite and he is constantly trying to rip my earings out and hair out while bruising all parts of me during "Climb on Mommy" time. My food isn't even my own. If the children actually let me eat they still feel they can eat any or all of my food at anytime. An our bedroom and bed can be invaded at anytime without notice.
Today was the first time we've been paid since October and even then it's only enough to get us through to next month. Plus tonight at 5:15pm I opened a letter from our insurance telling us they dropped us on New Years Eve (the day I found out I was pregnant by the way) No notice, no warning, no phone call just a letter two months later. And of course it was fifteen minutes after they closed for the day so we had to accept our stress for the night. I'm not complaining,it's just a part of life. Every family starts looking at items around the house to sell in order to secure a mortgage payment next month, searching for change to pay for a few things and even starts shaking the kids piggy banks. (Just shaking. I didn't take anything...yet)
Anyway I just found the comparisons somewhat humorous and thought I would share.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Our Olympian
Before I post the first ever Sloth family video I thought I would tell a cute story about Happy. Mr. Sloth surprised me and got a flip camera using credit card points. Since money has been really tight I definitely didn't think we'd be getting the camera in time for Happy's birthday. Anyway if I've told it before just play along.
The last few weeks when I put Happy in his crib for the night I stay in the room (closet) for a while just to keep him company. It's really cut back on crying and he's even starting to like his crib a bit. So our usual nighttime routine is nursing for a bit and then I turn off all the lights but open the bedroom curtains and hold him and sing to him in front of the window sometimes he even falls asleep this way. After I sing a few songs we say our prayers then I lay him in the crib, give him his glow worm and cover him with his blanket. At this point if he's calm I just rub his leg or belly while he plays with his glow worm and at some point when I feel it might be safe I say good night bless his head and sneak out of the room. But it doesn't always work a lot of times he just starts screaming the second I leave the room.
So about a week ago we were in the middle of the routine. He was laying in his crib playing with his glow worm when he stood up. Usually that means "I would not like to sleep yet please pick me up." Well he gave me a hug and then laid back down and closed his eyes. "That was cute I thought", but then I looked down to see him open his eyes and look at me confused. So he got up again, gave me a hug and laid back down. Finally it dawned on me that he was telling me goodnight. So the third time he did it, after he laid down I said good night blessed his head and left. I never heard a peep. So that's his thing now. It's fantastic! Not only is it ridiculously cute but I now know when it is safe to leave the room.
Ok, now for the video.
Demand got a chance to ice skate for the first time at her Homeschooling Valentine's Party. Happy was ill that day so there was no chance I was going to be able to go on the ice with her. The twelve year old girl of a friend of mine volunteered to help Helen. The girl was honestly the nicest person I've ever met. She was excited to help her, explained her ice skates to her, offered to help her put them on, so nice! The video starts about a minute in as I had to run and grab my camera after I helped her onto the ice.
Enjoy!
The last few weeks when I put Happy in his crib for the night I stay in the room (closet) for a while just to keep him company. It's really cut back on crying and he's even starting to like his crib a bit. So our usual nighttime routine is nursing for a bit and then I turn off all the lights but open the bedroom curtains and hold him and sing to him in front of the window sometimes he even falls asleep this way. After I sing a few songs we say our prayers then I lay him in the crib, give him his glow worm and cover him with his blanket. At this point if he's calm I just rub his leg or belly while he plays with his glow worm and at some point when I feel it might be safe I say good night bless his head and sneak out of the room. But it doesn't always work a lot of times he just starts screaming the second I leave the room.
So about a week ago we were in the middle of the routine. He was laying in his crib playing with his glow worm when he stood up. Usually that means "I would not like to sleep yet please pick me up." Well he gave me a hug and then laid back down and closed his eyes. "That was cute I thought", but then I looked down to see him open his eyes and look at me confused. So he got up again, gave me a hug and laid back down. Finally it dawned on me that he was telling me goodnight. So the third time he did it, after he laid down I said good night blessed his head and left. I never heard a peep. So that's his thing now. It's fantastic! Not only is it ridiculously cute but I now know when it is safe to leave the room.
Ok, now for the video.
Demand got a chance to ice skate for the first time at her Homeschooling Valentine's Party. Happy was ill that day so there was no chance I was going to be able to go on the ice with her. The twelve year old girl of a friend of mine volunteered to help Helen. The girl was honestly the nicest person I've ever met. She was excited to help her, explained her ice skates to her, offered to help her put them on, so nice! The video starts about a minute in as I had to run and grab my camera after I helped her onto the ice.
Enjoy!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Ouch!
I realized today that we've had a few injuries around here recently.
First it was Demands door frame accident. If you recall she tripped on a toy (or her large feet) and smacked right into a door frame giving herself quite the injury for a few days.
Then two days I was innocently making lunch when I misjudged the firmness of refrigerator chicken. Next thing I knew our pricey knife had tried to make my finger a part of lunch. Our knives are so sharp that usually I don't feel pain when they cut me, but this HURT. I grabbed my finger right away and squeezed as hard as I could. I really thought it would need stitches and I had no desire to tell Mr. Sloth that he'd lose yet another day of work. I finally got the courage to wash the cut and quickly bandage it before I finished making the chicken salad. By the way the children were not sympathetic to my injury and just projected their needs on me the entire time. When Mr. Sloth came home for lunch I braved looking at the cut. It was bad but not fatal. It's actually healed pretty nicely over the past two days which is a miracle considering Happy desperately tries to grab at my band aid at any opportunity. Diapering has become quite the challenge.
Then, yesterday, Happy was gleefully playing with the remote controls while standing between the couch and trunk/coffee table. My back was turned (most likely I was on the internet) when I heard him fall over. Laying on his side and still holding both remotes he burst into tears. It's not like him to be easily injured but obviously seemed hurt. He screamed for a while before I finally noticed he had blood in his mouth. After trying to do a thorough search of his mouth which I failed at miserably, I gave him some ice and he was happy and the bleeding stopped. I decided later that one of the remotes hit the roof of his mouth, well I was wrong. Tonight while brushing his teeth, a pastime he finds hilarious, I found a tooth shaped cut on his tongue. Ouch! The poor guy bit his tongue so hard it bleed (a lot)!
Hopefully we are done with injuries around here for a while.
First it was Demands door frame accident. If you recall she tripped on a toy (or her large feet) and smacked right into a door frame giving herself quite the injury for a few days.
Then two days I was innocently making lunch when I misjudged the firmness of refrigerator chicken. Next thing I knew our pricey knife had tried to make my finger a part of lunch. Our knives are so sharp that usually I don't feel pain when they cut me, but this HURT. I grabbed my finger right away and squeezed as hard as I could. I really thought it would need stitches and I had no desire to tell Mr. Sloth that he'd lose yet another day of work. I finally got the courage to wash the cut and quickly bandage it before I finished making the chicken salad. By the way the children were not sympathetic to my injury and just projected their needs on me the entire time. When Mr. Sloth came home for lunch I braved looking at the cut. It was bad but not fatal. It's actually healed pretty nicely over the past two days which is a miracle considering Happy desperately tries to grab at my band aid at any opportunity. Diapering has become quite the challenge.
Then, yesterday, Happy was gleefully playing with the remote controls while standing between the couch and trunk/coffee table. My back was turned (most likely I was on the internet) when I heard him fall over. Laying on his side and still holding both remotes he burst into tears. It's not like him to be easily injured but obviously seemed hurt. He screamed for a while before I finally noticed he had blood in his mouth. After trying to do a thorough search of his mouth which I failed at miserably, I gave him some ice and he was happy and the bleeding stopped. I decided later that one of the remotes hit the roof of his mouth, well I was wrong. Tonight while brushing his teeth, a pastime he finds hilarious, I found a tooth shaped cut on his tongue. Ouch! The poor guy bit his tongue so hard it bleed (a lot)!
Hopefully we are done with injuries around here for a while.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
That's weird!
Yesterday I was changing Happy's diaper right before his nap. (That kid loves to poop!) I was afraid I would forget about the diaper and the room would get stinky so I asked Demand to put it on the dryer. I heard her in the laundry room. Then I heard a struggle. Finally I thought, "Oh, no did she put it IN the dryer?!". So I dashed in the laundry room to find it not in the dryer, but in the washer. Can you imagine if I had thrown a load of wash in with a poopy diaper and didn't know it?? Yuck! (It was a disposable one by the way)
Secondly I had some crazy dreams last night. First I had a dream that Mr.Sloth and I were getting married again. He, and I, and Obscure spent the whole day out and about doing nothing wedding related. Finally at 5:01pm I called my parents to see how the wedding planning was going and confirm the time. My mom said the wedding was at 6pm. I realized I didn't have long to get ready and then decided I would wear my hair down this time.
Then Happy woke me up. It was 6:30am. I was sad that I missed my second wedding.
A lot of times he wakes up at this time, nurses for a bit and either goes back in his crib or is up for the day. I woke up at 7:45!! And I had quite the dream!
This time my dream was not so happy. I had a dream that the parents of a college friend of mine were sueing me. I ended up getting a sentence of 3 weeks in jail and 62 days community service. I was crying a lot in the dream because I didn't want to go to jail, but apparently it was all because I told them someone we both knew had gone to Mass on Sunday when they hadn't and all sorts of bad things happened because of it. My parents were very supportive though but I do remember my mom at one point making the comment that my friends parents were "Zodiacs" which in the dream meant they were really good lawyers.
So I woke up at 7:45am (about an hour later than I thought I would. I heard Cinderella in the background and thought Demand was listening to one of her audio books. It turns out that she had woken up and Mr. Sloth fed her and then put on a video for her before heading off to work.
So it was a weird start to the morning but I was happy for the extra rest. I didn't feel I needed a nap for the rest of the day. Tomorrow the kiddos and I are using free passes from the library to meet a friend at the Children's Museum. Demand is really excited! We'll pack a lunch and then head home for a quick nap before I babysit for friends.It may be a busy day but my friend (whom I'm babysitting for) is bringing dinner as "payment" so at least I don't have to worry about dinner. This family is five months ahead of us with children. The girl is five months older than Demand, the boy is five months older than Happy, and they are 5-6 months ahead of us in pregnancy.
Weird, huh?
Secondly I had some crazy dreams last night. First I had a dream that Mr.Sloth and I were getting married again. He, and I, and Obscure spent the whole day out and about doing nothing wedding related. Finally at 5:01pm I called my parents to see how the wedding planning was going and confirm the time. My mom said the wedding was at 6pm. I realized I didn't have long to get ready and then decided I would wear my hair down this time.
Then Happy woke me up. It was 6:30am. I was sad that I missed my second wedding.
A lot of times he wakes up at this time, nurses for a bit and either goes back in his crib or is up for the day. I woke up at 7:45!! And I had quite the dream!
This time my dream was not so happy. I had a dream that the parents of a college friend of mine were sueing me. I ended up getting a sentence of 3 weeks in jail and 62 days community service. I was crying a lot in the dream because I didn't want to go to jail, but apparently it was all because I told them someone we both knew had gone to Mass on Sunday when they hadn't and all sorts of bad things happened because of it. My parents were very supportive though but I do remember my mom at one point making the comment that my friends parents were "Zodiacs" which in the dream meant they were really good lawyers.
So I woke up at 7:45am (about an hour later than I thought I would. I heard Cinderella in the background and thought Demand was listening to one of her audio books. It turns out that she had woken up and Mr. Sloth fed her and then put on a video for her before heading off to work.
So it was a weird start to the morning but I was happy for the extra rest. I didn't feel I needed a nap for the rest of the day. Tomorrow the kiddos and I are using free passes from the library to meet a friend at the Children's Museum. Demand is really excited! We'll pack a lunch and then head home for a quick nap before I babysit for friends.It may be a busy day but my friend (whom I'm babysitting for) is bringing dinner as "payment" so at least I don't have to worry about dinner. This family is five months ahead of us with children. The girl is five months older than Demand, the boy is five months older than Happy, and they are 5-6 months ahead of us in pregnancy.
Weird, huh?
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
The difference a day makes
Happy's vocabulary is growing rapidly. He officially says momma unfortunately its only said in a needy, whiny way so far. This morning I was woken up buy a pathetic sounding whimper coming from my closet. "Momma. Momma. Momma" Yesterday when met with a pool full of balls he pointed and excited declared "Ba! Ba!" He of course has already mastered the word more and hi, but today I breakfast I swear he said "nana" and there were fresh bananas on the counter, but Mr. Sloth thinks I'm just making it up.
All in all, yesterday was a good day. I took the kids to my bi-weekly lab appointment which can be a real drag in the cold but it went fine. Then we headed to Target so Demand could buy some Valentines for her party next week. At the Dollar Tree (which sells more than just $1 pregnancy tests, my personal favorite) I wanted to grab some party gear for Happy's birthday and I thought we could grab some decorations for Valentines and St. Patrick's Day. Plates, tablecloths, silverware, and plenty of decorations and we only spent $12. I truly love that store! I even let Demand get something and I NEVER let her get toys at the store. She wanted a little heart balloon on a stick, she was also really excited because for months I had promised her she could bring money from her piggy bank and buy an outfit for her doll. Her little doll wears blue and is named "Happy". However yesterday she picked out the exact same outfit only in pink and declared that "Happy" is now a girl. Interesting.
Happy napped really well yesterday and Demand was a great listener and had quiet time while Mommy napped. After nap time Demand had a playdate down the street. Of course it was 14 degrees and snowing all day so we had to get all bundled up to walk half a block. I was thrilled to have all the ingredients to make a meal (I'm getting pretty good at culinary improv)
After dinner I headed out to adoration and to get groceries. And yes I do need to pray before getting groceries. I don't know how much good it did though as I spent way more than I usually do. For starters I couldn't go to Aldi because they were closed so I had to go to SuperTarget and they already own my soul. There was just a lot of out of the ordinary stuff that made it into the cart. Happy desperately needed shoes and they've been hard to find. I'm also going through my " I don't feel very pretty" phase of pregnancy (which I think is more evidence that I'm having a girl) so I finally splurged and bought the curling iron I've been wanting for a year. I also bought a little make up. Being pregnant in the middle of winter is not good for the self esteem, especially when your belly is at the iffy stage where you can't tell if it's baby your seeing or just the result of recent food cravings. Which by the way my food cravings right now are fast food burgers and fries and Mr. Sloth judges me.
Today is a different day. The children were up by 6:30am. (Unacceptable!) I told Mr. Sloth that I blamed him because he was up by 6am and the children always smell productivity like it was fresh brewed coffee. We'll see how things play out.
Before I go I want to share a funny story about Demand. I mentioned before about her unfortunate run in with a door frame. She was really embarrassed and upset about how her face looked. We tried to tell people not to mention it but we knew there was little we could do at her cousins birthday party. About an hour after we arrived, her five year old cousin (standing 6 inches away from her) pointed and YELLED "BOO- BOO!!!!, and when no on understood him he yelled again this time adding "OUCH!". While I felt horrible for the mortified Demand it was kinda funny. Ten minutes later Demand and Mr. Sloth were in the kitchen and I heard her aunt say, "Whoa! I didn't see her face, what happened?!" What are you going to do? You can't protect them from everything. Her face looks really good today though, in case you are wondering.
All in all, yesterday was a good day. I took the kids to my bi-weekly lab appointment which can be a real drag in the cold but it went fine. Then we headed to Target so Demand could buy some Valentines for her party next week. At the Dollar Tree (which sells more than just $1 pregnancy tests, my personal favorite) I wanted to grab some party gear for Happy's birthday and I thought we could grab some decorations for Valentines and St. Patrick's Day. Plates, tablecloths, silverware, and plenty of decorations and we only spent $12. I truly love that store! I even let Demand get something and I NEVER let her get toys at the store. She wanted a little heart balloon on a stick, she was also really excited because for months I had promised her she could bring money from her piggy bank and buy an outfit for her doll. Her little doll wears blue and is named "Happy". However yesterday she picked out the exact same outfit only in pink and declared that "Happy" is now a girl. Interesting.
Happy napped really well yesterday and Demand was a great listener and had quiet time while Mommy napped. After nap time Demand had a playdate down the street. Of course it was 14 degrees and snowing all day so we had to get all bundled up to walk half a block. I was thrilled to have all the ingredients to make a meal (I'm getting pretty good at culinary improv)
After dinner I headed out to adoration and to get groceries. And yes I do need to pray before getting groceries. I don't know how much good it did though as I spent way more than I usually do. For starters I couldn't go to Aldi because they were closed so I had to go to SuperTarget and they already own my soul. There was just a lot of out of the ordinary stuff that made it into the cart. Happy desperately needed shoes and they've been hard to find. I'm also going through my " I don't feel very pretty" phase of pregnancy (which I think is more evidence that I'm having a girl) so I finally splurged and bought the curling iron I've been wanting for a year. I also bought a little make up. Being pregnant in the middle of winter is not good for the self esteem, especially when your belly is at the iffy stage where you can't tell if it's baby your seeing or just the result of recent food cravings. Which by the way my food cravings right now are fast food burgers and fries and Mr. Sloth judges me.
Today is a different day. The children were up by 6:30am. (Unacceptable!) I told Mr. Sloth that I blamed him because he was up by 6am and the children always smell productivity like it was fresh brewed coffee. We'll see how things play out.
Before I go I want to share a funny story about Demand. I mentioned before about her unfortunate run in with a door frame. She was really embarrassed and upset about how her face looked. We tried to tell people not to mention it but we knew there was little we could do at her cousins birthday party. About an hour after we arrived, her five year old cousin (standing 6 inches away from her) pointed and YELLED "BOO- BOO!!!!, and when no on understood him he yelled again this time adding "OUCH!". While I felt horrible for the mortified Demand it was kinda funny. Ten minutes later Demand and Mr. Sloth were in the kitchen and I heard her aunt say, "Whoa! I didn't see her face, what happened?!" What are you going to do? You can't protect them from everything. Her face looks really good today though, in case you are wondering.
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