7/13/2006
Who's Who
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Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.
The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.
Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."
Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.
Me? I'm the Mama. That's all you need to know.
Wanna contact me?
Send me an email.
Searching for something?
- Use Blingo as your search engine, and win prizes!
- Maybe he can sing his way through school
- Since I can't think of 100 things
- And then I heard him say "A guy walk into a bar..."
- This isn't a laser show
- Food for thought
- I need a vacation
- It's a small world after all
- Damned marital unity
- And this is why I am the grocery shopper
- I am a lousy mom, example #4,872
Reading
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MomBlogs at ClubMom. Not a ClubMom member? Join for free- tell them mamakaren1998 sent you!
Miss Zoot
Snarkywood
Amalah
The Random Muse
Three Kid Circus
Shoes, Ships and Sealing Wax
The Peevery
Go Fug Yourself
So the Fish Said...
Rude Cactus
Confessions of the Overdressed
Television Without Pity
8 Comments:
Wow you have a lot on your plate - hope all turns out well
I played too
Wow, there's a lot going on there. You have my sympathy, my son is in the 'tween' stage too.
I played the T13 too:
http://tempestteapot.net/bloggs/changes/
No need to let the mole go unchecked if you are curious.
NOOOOOOOO, not the 'tween stage! Mine likes Zach too, but I'm not calling her a 'tween yet. I'm not I tell you!!!! Ugh, kids...they grow up. :(
Whew! Looks like I got here just in time! M'kay, so here's what ya do: 1st, scream into a pillow. Really loud. 2nd, draw a bubble bath. No, not with crayons. In the tub. Seriously tonnes of bubbles. C, or 3rd for those of you paying attention, grab either a) a glass/bottle/magnum of wine or b) a pint of Ben & Jerry's Chunky Monkey Ice Cream. 4th, lock the bathroom door. Someone screaming on the other side? Doesn't matter - unless they're on fire, they can wait. 5th, climb into the tub.. lean back, close your eyes.. and give yourself some "me" time. You deserve it. Then, call the doc about that mole. One can never be too careful.
Happy TT! Mine are up.
my manager is on maternity leave now. she NEEDS to come back. :)
gosh. good luck with all those things. if you're like me, you'll fret and fret and fret and then it will all work out ok.
i've also posted 13 at
http://blog.myspace.com/christengarland
Wow... lots to think about. I am like you ... I worry. A lot.
*hugs* Happy Thursday!
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