Wasteful

Both Michael and myself bring our lunch to work. As you can imagine if we were to both eat out five times a week it would really add up. Pictured above is what's left of my lunch from today. I always buy the same old things for lunch (note to myself; because you like them, duh). Anyhow last time I went grocery shopping I decided I was going to "try something different". So I bought a Sesame Chicken Lean Cuisine. It looked good on the box, and the picture above even looks really good.

But it is not good (except the chicken part, which as you can see I have already eaten). I am trying to force myself to finish, I cannot through it away, I would be wasting money! And not to sound to cliche' but it really does make me feel guilty, here I am complaining of what I am eating when others do not have anything to eat.

Here Comes Peter Cotton Tail

Hopping down the bunny trail hippity hoppity Easter's on its way.

Bringing' every girl and boy baskets full of Easter joy,things to make your Easter bright and gay.

He's got jellybeans for Tommy, colored eggs for sister Sue, there's an orchid for your mommy and an Easter bonnet, too.

Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping' down the bunny trail, hippity hoppity, happy Easter day.

Here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping' down the bunny trail, look at him stop, and listen to him say:"Try to do the things you should."Maybe if you're extra good, he'll roll lots of Easter eggs your way.

You'll wake up on Easter morning and you'll know that he was there when you find those chocolate bunnies that he's hiding everywhere.

Oh! here comes Peter Cottontail, hopping' down the bunny trail, hippity hoppity, happy Easter day.

Bounce back

Okay so yesterday morning I wake up feeling good. I hop out of bed head for the kitchen to feed the dog and pack the kids book bags. At which point I notice I am starting to feel nauseated. I brush it off and make my way upstairs to wake the kids. I walk into Cathy's room, and she is not in her bed. I find her hugging the porcelain throne.

I make sure she is okay and continue down the hall to wake the boys, at which point I feel the heat rush through me. You know what I am talking about that feeling of oh crap here we go. (One that was oh so familiar throughout my pregnancies). Long story short Cat and I ended up staying home yesterday. I felt so bad I was unable to even get out of bed and fetch us something to drink.

But here comes the point of my post. How do children bounce back so quickly. I believe we got whatever bug it was from Cody, who got sick on Sunday night. He was up and better within a few hours. As was Cat, I mean by last night she was way better. But here it is the next day, and my body feels like I have been in a major fight. Is this going to get worse with age?

All day soccer

All day this Saturday was spent at the soccer fields. First Cat had her game at 9 and then Colin had his at noon. Needless to say we were all pooped by the time we got home. Sitting in the sun can really drain your energy. Below are some pictures from Colin's game. He is number 4. I wish that I had a camera capable of taking action pictures from a distance.

Floater

Aah, the joys of motherhood. I made reference in my last post to the fact that Cody is currently potty training. Night before last it was bath time and both the boys were already in the tub when all of a sudden Cody stands up and says "I poop" "I poop".

At this point I rushed over to the tub excited he was telling me that he needed to go. I grabbed him out of the tub and placed him on the potty (covered in bubbles) when all of a sudden Colin breaks out with "Mama, it's floating in the tub".

OMG! I helped him out of the tub (also dripping with bubbles). I proceeded to drain the tub, remove the "floater", clean the tub, Lysol their toys that had been in the water, then refill the tub and proceed with their baths.

Big Boy Now

Okay, so a few weeks back I bought Cody a headboard and bed frame (already had the mattress) and I set up his "new big boy bed". I have been asking him since that time if he was going to sleep in it. More often than not he would tell me yes, but then when bedtime approached his mind changed and it was too scary. Now keep in mind Cody has shared a room with his big brother since he's been born, so not only was he moving to a new bed but his very own room as well.

Yesterday, I decided that the only way I would get him to willfully sleep in his new bed was to take down the crib and put it in the attic (which I did while he watched unhappily). When bedtime came around he was not real excited about his new digs he fussed a little and I ended up rubbing his back to get him to sleep (which was pretty fast, guess he was tired). Good news, he slept in his new bed all night. He looks so tiny in that big bed. I cannot believe how fast my baby is growing up. Now on to the next big step. The dreaded POTTY TRAINING :0

Storm a comin

Well at least that is what the weathermen are saying. Looks like we are going to be in for a rainy Saturday, which is a real bummer. Also since we have moved into our new house, I have been getting really paranoid when we have a lot of wind. To say that my house is surrounded by a lot of trees would be an understatement, and when those big old oaks start swaying around, it tends to be rather intimidating. I keep having these visions of one crashing down into our house (yes i am being paranoid). Also the fact that we had lightning strike one of the trees in our front yard last summer does not help the uneasy feeling.