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April 30, 2009

I can't believe I didn't get it on video

I had a few extra minutes yesterday while I was waiting for Rex and the girls to meet me for dinner, so Owen and I stopped into Payless. The boy needs some shoes. He's always walking around in public barefoot, making me look all trashy. I strapped some little fake leather sandals on him and let him loose, and then I about died laughing. He was taking these giant, exaggerated steps like he was walking on the moon.

It almost made up for his Godzilla-like behavior in the bookstore, and the way he shrieked like a little girl in Party City every time I picked him up. Lucky for me, the girls pretty much broke me of the OMG-my-kid-is-screeching embarrassment, so he's SOL until he starts cussing.

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April 28, 2009

Confident

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April 27, 2009

Glow

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April 26, 2009

Prowl

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April 24, 2009

Wishing I had earplugs

I wonder how badly Owen is going to make us pay for keeping him up until nearly 10 tonight? I somehow doubt it's going to be worth the hot fudge sundae I got out of the evening.

On a happier note, Katie earned her orange belt in TKD tonight. I'm really quite proud of that kid.

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April 20, 2009

Daddy will be so glad to hear that

"I want to Smooth Away my legs, because I don't want hair."

"Little kids are supposed to have hair on their legs, it's ok."

"And men can use it to get the hair off their nipples."

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April 12, 2009

Happy Easter. Is it over yet?

Yesterday was our nephews 2nd birthday, so we made plans to drive down to Houston to attend the party. I still feel bad that we missed last year, even though we had some great excuses: Owen was less than 3 weeks old, he had developed a passionate hatred of all things car, they had changed the date several times, and we had made other plans in the meantime. Still, I wanted to be there.

I figured we should be out the door by 9 Saturday morning. That would leave us enough time for the drive, plus a few minutes to stop by and see good ol' Mattress Mac and educate ourselves on the true price of living room furniture. After a leisurely morning, we were ready to get going at 8:30. I told you the kids get up too damn early! We had an easy drive, snacked on some cookies at the furniture store, and arrived in time to help a wee bit with the boys and the decorating. Party, party, party, and then we retired to the in-laws house for pizza, talk and what passes for relaxation when you have kids. Apparently it was quite the exhausting day for the kids, because by 9, Jamie was asking to go to the hotel to go to bed, and that girl is usually willing to shut any party down. They were all passed out as soon as the van started moving, and were down for the count as soon as their heads touched their pillows. Well, except for Owen, who had to spend a while SHRIEKING and refusing to go back to sleep until he was damn good and ready.

Owen got me up at 2, and I was just climbing back in bed when I realized we had never gone back out to the van and gotten the Easter baskets out. I thought about blowing it off, but I had even smuggled a dozen hardboiled eggs in a cooler into the back of the van, and damn if I was going to carry all that crap all the way to Houston and not get some kiddie payoff. So there I am, 2 in the morning in the parking lot of a hotel, making up Easter baskets in the back of a van. I managed to sneak back into the room and set everything up without waking the baby, and then I turned to get back in bed and there was Ninja Boy, standing in the Pack'n'Play silently watching me. I'm fairly sure he wasn't really awake, but that didn't stop him from putting up a fight.

All the kids were up bright and early this morning. Somehow we managed to do Easter, get breakfast, swim on the pool, shower, dress, and Play Doh and were still out of the room before 11. The ride home was full of (way too short) naps, peeing by the side of the road, diaper changes in my lap and most of a bag of peanut butter M&M's. I'm not complaining, it wasn't a bad drive. The bad part was arriving home at 3, and realizing I still had HOURS and HOURS before bedtime. We usually end up leaving for home later than planned, and putting the kids straight to bed so we can crash. We managed to kill some time watching golf and playing Mario Kart, and then it was FINALLY late enough to justify putting them to bed.

Which is exactly where I'm going. Happy Easter, folks!

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April 6, 2009

Now, where's my free Flip?

Ugh. This is totally one of those days where I did lots of stuff, but I didn't finish a single thing. The dishwasher hasn't been emptied, the clothes didn't get folded. I spent precious, child free time working on the taxes, and while I made headway, they aren't even close to done. I attempted to blow Vista off the kids computer and replace it with XP, and got absolutely nowhere. We bought and I assembled an IKEA piece yesterday, but it hasn't been bolted to the wall, so I can't load it with crap and make things tidy tidy.

I'm giving myself a pass, though, because Oprah and her guests said I could.

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April 3, 2009

Officially a toddler

Owen started taking steps the day he turned 11 months old, but he's made it clear that walking was more of a novelty than a form of transportation. For the most part, he would only walk *to* someone, always with a huge grin on his face, and always crash landing into someone's arms. Oh, he started making a lone step or two between pieces of furniture, but when faced with distances over two feet, he almost always dropped to his knees without bothering to try to walk.

Yesterday, he made the turn. If he was already standing and wanted to get somewhere, he walked until he lost his balance. He walked to the door, to toys, to the stairs, to everywhere. Today, he even started walking around the living room while we Wii'd, just for the fun of it. As much fun as it is to watch him discover his legs, I'm sad that the slap slap of his hands on the tile is coming to an end, and not just because I won't be able to hear him coming.

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April 2, 2009

How do you lose your pants?

This morning, Katie greeted me with, "I'm wearing my panties because I can't find my pj pants."

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April 1, 2009

Unbroken

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Good thing Katie sleeps in the bottom bunk

Sometimes, I'm asleep, and then I hear a THUNK and I'm on the floor and my head hurts.

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Future CEO

While I'm in the shower, Owen turns the tub water on full blast, then pulls my breast pads out of the cupboard and flings them into flow.

It's all money down the drain.

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