Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Luckily, luckily Hubby is brilliant and wonderful and was able to replace the back of the dresser (with a little of my help I might add).
So the desk is back together, and in all its glory once more.
I can't say the same for me though. Injury count from the episode: Summer-2, Hubby-0. I got a scratched and bleeding wrist from reaching in the back of the drawer, and a very sore and bruised finger from the hammer (boy did I want to swear). I had to put ice on the thing for quite a while, and it still hurt this morning that I couldn't type with that finger. Even now it is tender.
Lesson to learn: file things right away from now on!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
I got out the bowl and the eggs, the pan and the butter, the bread (for the toast) and the kiwi fruits and oranges (what a well balanced meal!). Since cracking eggs is somewhat a mundane task I was able to do it without thinking much. Perhaps I was mentally writing a blog. In any case I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing, when I look down and saw this:
Notice the beautiful symmetry! Apparently I organize subconsciously. How efficient of me.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
So, normally, when #4 decides to pull ALL the books off the bookshelf we will clean it up after a while. Alright I'll admit I will clean it up while he's in the process of pulling them off, all the while hoping to distract him.
I try to READ the books to him. After all that's what they are for aren't they? I'll sit him on my lap and attempt to read him a nice story and have a little bonding moment with him, especially if it is one of my favorites like "Pajama Time" or "Love You Forever." But, he won't have any of that nonsense! No he just wants to pull them down, put them to his mouth, taste them, hold them, maybe rip them a little bit.
But, yesterday, after cleaning up the books a couple of times, and (admittedly) having the older 3 do it for me as well, I gave up. That's right. I left a mess in my house go unchecked! For hours! Even over night! The above picture is actually from this morning when I woke up.
I've decided it just isn't worth it anymore. I can't have all the toys put away while the kids are playing with them. They are there to be played with and enjoyed after all! Even if he doesn't want to read the books he is getting familiar with what they are and enjoying them and getting comfortable with them.
The funny thing is when most of the books are already on the floor, he doesn't try to pull more down. I wonder if he does it sometimes just for the fun of making a mess. Imagine, my child intentionally making a mess! The little rebel.
The song came out on Meredith Brooks album in May 1997.
The first verse is as follows:
I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one...
...and the radio gets turned off!
Here is a link to the rest of the lyrics. Enjoy! And don't say I didn't warn you!