March 8, 2007
Wow! I haven’t written in awhile. The webpage is still not
up for February because we upgraded our home PC’s to
We’ve been trucking along doing the same old things lately.
Mondays are usually spent at the Museum’s kids area or the playground. Tuesdays
are play date days that we have with Kristin and her boys and we switch between
their house and ours. Wednesdays are the day that we go to the inside
playground and the girls go to Mrs. Candaces’ on Thrusdays and Fridays. The
schedule seems to be working pretty well.
Lauren is not up to anything really terribly exciting. The
girl has a temper but she’s also a big hug a boo too. It’s impossible to stay
angry with her for long. Katherine is enjoying the switch to Mrs. Candaces’ and
she’s excited about her upcoming dance recital and summer…she really wants to
go swimming. Katherine has also started exhibiting a slightly irritating yet
amusing habit. She’s a squirrel. She keeps hiding things in the oddest places.
I was looking for Lauren’s bear (which K covets and therefore hides on a
regular basis…kind of an “if I can’t have it, you can’t either” mentality) and
I found all kinds of weird stashes. Under my bed a pair of her panties and one
sandal. Behind the blinds in the kitchen, a small collection of toys. What’s up
with that?
March 23, 2007
took Lauren to the after hours pediatricians after she complained
of her belly hurting. Then she'd cry every time she urinated so I figured
bladder infection, off we go at 10pm. I was trying to get her to pee (she was
holding it because it hurt) so she was drinking Gatorade. She'd put on the lid,
take it off, drink some and repeat over and over again. When the Dr. came in,
she was putting the lid on and she looked right at him as she tightened it down
and said "there, that should do it!" He even laughed.
But the funny part of the night was when we were leaving. Some car had just
dropped a drunk guy off on the side of the road, outside of the clinic. He was
hollering, gesticulating wildly and uh, barfing. Since it's a pretty busy 6
lane road, I figured I'd call the police to get him out of there. I'm on my
cell phone with the dispatcher telling him about the drunk guy when, I KID YOU
NOT, I see two big honking bovines strolling down the shoulder of this busy
road like they own it. So I tell the dispatch guy, "dude, I need to tell
you something but please don't think I'm nuts. I'm just heading home after
taking my toddler to the dr....but I swear there are also two cows rambling
down the side of the road, just around the bend from the drunk guy.".
After I hung up with the police, I just started cracking up. I mean, that fella
was snookered. What is he going to think when he runs into those cattle in the
middle of
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