• Jan. 27, 2007
Because my husband is gone...
And all my kids are sleeping and I don't want to do the dishes...or the laundry...or go to bed alone...
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My Fortune Cookie told me: Honesty is the best policy, but insanity is a better defense. Get a cookie from Miss Fortune |
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• Jan. 20, 2007
Git 'Er Done
Last night I got over six hours of sleep.
IN. A. ROW.
I woke up feeling like a new woman and wanted to catch up on some stuff. So I got dressed in my exercise clothes to start exercising.
I started a load of laundry.
I started emptying out the dishwasher.
I started organizing my new scrapbook desk.
However, I didn't finish a single one of those things.
But I did finish filling the coffee carousel.

I may not have showered or exercised or finished anything else today, but by golly, I WILL have my choice of extra bold, medium or mild blend!
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• Dec. 27, 2006
The Third Time
Today is the third time I have been alone with all three kids. A combination of family, holidays and an aquaintance of a friend who is training to be a post-partum doula means that even though Audrey is just over a month old, I have had tons of help. More than I want sometimes!
Today has gone a little better than the previous two times I had all three. I managed to put away a load of laundry (and there is one sitting in the washer and one in the dryer that I'm going to pretend don't exist...), I unloaded the dishwasher, made grilled cheese for lunch, paid a few bills, and planned dinner (I haven't actually started cooking it yet, and may not end up cooking it, but still, it's planned).
However, I haven't showered. Or brushed my teeth. Or my hair. And we won't even talk about the mascara that I didn't remove before bed last night.
And homeschool? What is that again? I don't think I can remember.
Still, I'm pretty encouraged by the progress we're making. By the time she's three months old I may be showered. The laundry may still be sitting in the washer and dryer, but hey, at least I won't stink!
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• Dec. 26, 2006
Christmas Traditions
Since our kids are just getting to the stage where they can really understand Christmas, there was a lot of talk in our house this year about what kind of traditions we want to establish. You know, those really important details, like:
Where should we put the stockings?
Do we open the stockings before or after presents?
When should we open the presents?
On Christmas Eve he brought up all the presents and got the room ready for the kids while I sat with a baby attached to my breast for FIVE HOURS STRAIGHT...but that is another post entirely...
When said baby finally fell asleep and I got a look at the room, I was surprised to see that each person had their own pile of gifts neatly organized by size. I had just assumed that all the presents would be in one big pile under the tree, and Chloe would pass them out one at a time, most likely while wearing a darling and very photogenic santa hat. Doesn't everyone do it that way?
One thing we had agreed upon was that we wanted the kids to appreciate each gift and not just tear through them as fast as possible. To me, this means you ooh and aah over each one and take a good look at it...then you set it aside for later and move on to the next present.
To my engineer husband this meant that you open every box of Geotrax (of which there were FIVE thanks to Grandma), open up all the packaging in all five boxes of Geotrax, and then set up all of the pieces in all five of the boxes of Geotrax.
Did I mention there were FIVE boxes? And that this had to happen in the middle of the present opening? Do you know how long Chloe and I had to wait to finish opening our presents because Luke and the engineeer were building FIVE boxes of Geotrax?
Let me tell you, there wasn't a whole lot of goodwill to men going on in my heart. Maybe next year we'll get all those important details straight. Because you just don't interrupt the present opening!
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• Nov. 17, 2006
Click on over...
Seeing as how I dragged my 38-week pregnant self, my still-healing fractured ankle, and two sugar-laden kids (Lucky Charms for lunch? What a great idea!) through both the Navy Exchange AND Commissary this morning, I am beat and can think of nothing to say. However, this post by Antique Mommy cracked me up today. I want to have the patience and creativity of her mom!
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