
Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Ah, The Joys of Motherhood!
This morning we got up and went to church. We actually got there on time--a first since the time change. Makayla tried to sing along with me, and both girls folded their arms during the prayer.
Everything was going well. I thought it was so sweet when Ellie climbed onto my lap and rested her head on my shoulder. She coughed a little, then burped. Then she totally puked all over me!
Holy Crap! Where did that come from?!?!
As I was frantically looking for my car keys (buried at the bottom of the diaper bag) and something to somewhat wipe up the mess (resorted to Makayla's white sweater that she had taken off just moments before), she puked again. It wasn't just a little dribble down her chin, either. This puke was reminiscent of that scene in Shrek the Third where the force behind the puke is like a fire hydrant that you have to push against with all your might to keep from being bowled over.
I found my keys and left before Kasey had any real idea of what was going on. The looks on people's faces as I walked by were priceless. The looks ranged from pity, to sympathy, to revulsion, to confusion. It was awesome! (and not the good kind of awesome. The I'm-being-totally-sarcastic-and-this-day-can-not-get-any-worse awesome.)
Just as I was walking (half-running) out of the chapel, she erupted again. With the help of a friend, I managed to get coats on both of us, and I quickly drove home.
The second we walked in the door, I stripped Ellie down and ran to my bedroom to change. Just as I was buttoning up my pants, I heard Ellie puking in the other room. Seriously! How much did that girl eat for breakfast?
I cleaned her up and got some clean clothes on her. I was talking to my mom on the phone, warning her that Ellie was sick, since she had been here just yesterday. I wanted her to be prepared in case she started feeling under the weather later on.
While I was talking to my mom and following Ellie around with a towel and a bucket, I heard a little knock on my door. I opened it to see Kasey and Makayla standing there.
Kasey said that after we left, Makayla started feeling sick, and he wasn't going to take any chances. Can you blame him? So they walked home in the snow.
Kasey, being the champion husband and father that he is, volunteered to stay home with the girls so I could go back to church to play the piano for the primary. I scrambled to get another dress on and drove back to the church.
When I came home, Kasey was changing Ellie's clothes. He informed me that she had puked again and had a blowout. But of course she couldn't do both at the same time, so he'd had to clean her up and change her clothes twice in the 90 minutes that I'd been gone.
Whew! It's been quite a day for us! Ellie is sleeping peacefully now. But I'm really not looking forward to her being sick tonight. I hate changing the sheets and doing laundry in the middle of the night.
Everything was going well. I thought it was so sweet when Ellie climbed onto my lap and rested her head on my shoulder. She coughed a little, then burped. Then she totally puked all over me!
Holy Crap! Where did that come from?!?!
As I was frantically looking for my car keys (buried at the bottom of the diaper bag) and something to somewhat wipe up the mess (resorted to Makayla's white sweater that she had taken off just moments before), she puked again. It wasn't just a little dribble down her chin, either. This puke was reminiscent of that scene in Shrek the Third where the force behind the puke is like a fire hydrant that you have to push against with all your might to keep from being bowled over.
I found my keys and left before Kasey had any real idea of what was going on. The looks on people's faces as I walked by were priceless. The looks ranged from pity, to sympathy, to revulsion, to confusion. It was awesome! (and not the good kind of awesome. The I'm-being-totally-sarcastic-and-this-day-can-not-get-any-worse awesome.)
Just as I was walking (half-running) out of the chapel, she erupted again. With the help of a friend, I managed to get coats on both of us, and I quickly drove home.
The second we walked in the door, I stripped Ellie down and ran to my bedroom to change. Just as I was buttoning up my pants, I heard Ellie puking in the other room. Seriously! How much did that girl eat for breakfast?
I cleaned her up and got some clean clothes on her. I was talking to my mom on the phone, warning her that Ellie was sick, since she had been here just yesterday. I wanted her to be prepared in case she started feeling under the weather later on.
While I was talking to my mom and following Ellie around with a towel and a bucket, I heard a little knock on my door. I opened it to see Kasey and Makayla standing there.
Kasey said that after we left, Makayla started feeling sick, and he wasn't going to take any chances. Can you blame him? So they walked home in the snow.
Kasey, being the champion husband and father that he is, volunteered to stay home with the girls so I could go back to church to play the piano for the primary. I scrambled to get another dress on and drove back to the church.
When I came home, Kasey was changing Ellie's clothes. He informed me that she had puked again and had a blowout. But of course she couldn't do both at the same time, so he'd had to clean her up and change her clothes twice in the 90 minutes that I'd been gone.
Whew! It's been quite a day for us! Ellie is sleeping peacefully now. But I'm really not looking forward to her being sick tonight. I hate changing the sheets and doing laundry in the middle of the night.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Reason #533 I'm Grateful to Have Little Girls
I saw the funniest thing in Walmart tonight--a plastic urinal to teach little boys how to pee standing up. Oh my heck! I laughed so hard!
I wish I would have had my camera with me.
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I quickly did a search and found a picture of it.
For those of you with little boys, would you buy this?
I wish I would have had my camera with me.
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I quickly did a search and found a picture of it.
For those of you with little boys, would you buy this?
There Are No Little Boys in This House
You know you live in a house full of little girls when your 3-year-old thinks this is normal, every-day attire,
and your 16-month-old walks around the house saying "Where's princess?"
and your 16-month-old walks around the house saying "Where's princess?"
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I'm Back
Wow! I haven't posted in quite a while, it seems. Let me explain.
I spent Friday reading. I finished Atonement by Ian McEwan and read all of Uglies by Scott Westerfeld.
I really liked Atonement despite the language and love scene. It was a good story that was well told. It also made me think. I couldn't wait to see how it ended.
I was so addicted to Uglies. I absolutely could not put it down. I walked around all afternoon with it in my hand. Cooking dinner, taking care of the children, cleaning the house--all done while reading this book. I read all 425 pages in just over 11 hours. Granted, it is a Young Adult novel and quite easy reading, but still.
When Kasey got home from work on Friday, he told me that he would be working out of town this whole week. So I really wanted to spend some quality time with him. As a result, I hardly went near the computer all weekend.
On Monday, I woke up late. (My children let me sleep until 8:30. It was heaven!) I asked Makayla if she wanted to go to preschool. She said no so I went to my mom's house for the day. It was so much fun and uncharacteristically spontaneous.
Yesterday I babysat a little girl until 2, then had some of Makayla's friends over from 4 to 7. I was so exhausted by the time they left and I got the girls to bed. I wrote 2 emails and watched a movie to unwind.
I babysat again this morning. After that little girl left, I spent 90 minutes in my kitchen--washing dishes, wiping down the walls and ceiling, polishing my cupboards and scrubbing the stove. Whew! I'm pretty tired now, but it feels great having a clean kitchen.
Now I'm off to work on another room. I'm trying to get everything clean before my Pampered Chef party on Saturday morning. Anyone want to order something? Let me know.
So there you go--my blogging absence explained.
I spent Friday reading. I finished Atonement by Ian McEwan and read all of Uglies by Scott Westerfeld.
I really liked Atonement despite the language and love scene. It was a good story that was well told. It also made me think. I couldn't wait to see how it ended.
I was so addicted to Uglies. I absolutely could not put it down. I walked around all afternoon with it in my hand. Cooking dinner, taking care of the children, cleaning the house--all done while reading this book. I read all 425 pages in just over 11 hours. Granted, it is a Young Adult novel and quite easy reading, but still.
When Kasey got home from work on Friday, he told me that he would be working out of town this whole week. So I really wanted to spend some quality time with him. As a result, I hardly went near the computer all weekend.
On Monday, I woke up late. (My children let me sleep until 8:30. It was heaven!) I asked Makayla if she wanted to go to preschool. She said no so I went to my mom's house for the day. It was so much fun and uncharacteristically spontaneous.
Yesterday I babysat a little girl until 2, then had some of Makayla's friends over from 4 to 7. I was so exhausted by the time they left and I got the girls to bed. I wrote 2 emails and watched a movie to unwind.
I babysat again this morning. After that little girl left, I spent 90 minutes in my kitchen--washing dishes, wiping down the walls and ceiling, polishing my cupboards and scrubbing the stove. Whew! I'm pretty tired now, but it feels great having a clean kitchen.
Now I'm off to work on another room. I'm trying to get everything clean before my Pampered Chef party on Saturday morning. Anyone want to order something? Let me know.
So there you go--my blogging absence explained.
Easter Dresses
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