Tuesday, June 10, 2008
From the house of....
In case you were wondering.... that would be pee. A diaper with leak control when your kid pees as much as the Hoover Damn holds? What ever. Not so much.
I'm alive. Kicking. Well. Busy. And hungry. Yes, hungry. I need to make myself some lunch.
Olivia is currently sleeping. We're having a bit of a go around with her as far as this new blissful summer schedule goes. She would like to omit nap time all together. Me? You've got to be kidding. After about an hour of bawling, she opted for nap time on my bed. I didn't let her screw around, either. A deal is a deal. No talking, no singing, no sitting up, no cuteness. Just sleep. I can handle that.
Tomorrow..... my BEAUTIFUL Hannah turns eight. Which means I officially need to get out of these jammies and get my butt into gear. When one of your BFFs calls and you tell them you've been farting around all day, it's time to switch to plan B, so here we go. We're having some favorite people over in the morning for a birthday breakfast. Favorite people over in the afternoon for a jaunt to the movie theater. And favorite people over in the evening for dinner and a little happy birthday-ing. I can smell fun in the air. Can't you? It's lovely.... or lover-ly, as I like to say.
Until my next post. Bring in on, Babes! Shoot me a comment and leave me a question for a little "q and a" action later in the week. Until then..... mounds of mushy loves headed your way.