Thursday, December 26, 2013
Saturday, December 21, 2013
We flew to Arizona on Wednesday and T spent the next night throwing up 10 or 11 times. (You can count on one hand the hours of sleep I got that night.)
We're thinking it's because she thought it was a good joke to lick the airplane seats.
And as her Christmas present to everyone, she gave them all her illness - so far 6 out of the 11 of us have gotten sick. I'm still standing, but who knows for how long.
Wish me luck.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
I like them tucked in, straight as a pin, all the top and side edges matching up exactly, and I do not move at night. The sheets (when I'm alone) look exactly the same in the morning save for a slight rise in the blanket where I was laying.
Seth, on the other hand, tosses and turns all night. He has the odd quirk of only rolling in one direction - away from me. Thus I end up with no sheets. He pulls the top sheet out farther than the rest of the blankets and bunches it up over the top. He refuses to have anything tucked in anywhere. And he does most of this because his number one issue with the sheets is that he cannot have any pressure on his toes.
Seriously. The weight of the blanket hanging off the end of the bed is too much for him. So he kicks it all up and ruins everything.
I have been threatening to buy separate sheets - and on my most irritated nights, separate beds - since the day we got married.
I think I have finally found the solution, however, and I'm so excited that such a thing exists I had to write a whole blog post about it.
Check it out:
I am about 90% sure I will be buying this.
Thursday, December 12, 2013
So here is a way past due update for my poor neglected 2nd child.
She just learned how to wave and clap her hands and does so with vigor.
She is freakishly strong. Wrestling matches, morning and night, trying to get that kid changed.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
It's cheap stuff from Walmart so they don't especially create the best or biggest bubbles, but since it was intended for 2 year olds, I really did not care.
He cared enough to go get an air pump (one he cannibalized from an old air mattress set, the little hoarder), set it all up, and spend several minutes trying to amplify the bubbles to be bigger and better.
Monday, December 2, 2013
H literally goes crazy with excitement when she plays in it. She flings herself around in a frenzy while giggling to herself. And yes, she has hurt herself a few times while doing this.
Thanks Grammy and Pappy!