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God has blessed me tremendously with an amazing husband, Doug, and two gorgeous little boys, Gavin and Joey. It has always been a dream of mine to have a large family but God may have other plans. I had a series of 6 consecutive early miscarriages when trying for baby #2. We are currently trying for baby #3 after our 7th miscarriage. I am faithful that God's plan is perfect, even when I am not happy about it. I love comments and meeting new followers so please don't be shy!

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Saturday, September 17, 2011

Random Humor and Observations

I feel like I have so much going on but simply nothing to write about.  At least nothing that most of you would find interesting so I have decided that I am going to do some random weekend thoughts. 
  • No parenting magazine, or veteran mother could have prepared me for how disgusted I would be to find a booger wall while making my son's bed.  
  • I love that a diaper company has started making diapers that pull up for those squirmy babies.  That is, until I realized that a diaper that pulls up is not going to make diaper changes any easier when your baby likes to contort himself into a sideways handstand while his bottom is covered in poop.  Holding a child such that wiping is able to be completed,  and them strapping a diaper onto him is no harder than putting on something with leg holes.  
  • Buying pregnancy tests with two kids in tow is about as awkward as buying an 3 gallon bucket of Vaseline.  
  • A few days ago I was driving through the mall area of the next closest city.  In the middle of all of the restaurants, bars, gas stations, Target and Kohls, is a very shiny and ornate building.  Years and years ago, it had once been a Chinese restaurant where I was a bartender.  It now houses a strip club.  I kid you not when I say that, at one time, they still served Chinese food out the back door.  Not shocked when that didn't last long.  But I digress... Gavin asked me this week, "What's that place?!"  I stuttered, stammered, choosing my words wisely, "It is some sort of restaurant, I think."  As soon as those words came out of my mouth, I wish I would have considered that Gavin might want to go to a shiny, pretty restaurant.  Then, thankfully Gavin corrected me and pointed again.  This time he said, "No mom! The one with the blue sign.  What's THAT place?" "Oh!  That place is a Goodyear.  They change tires."  Phew!  I have already decided that if Gavin wants to go the the shiny restaurant I will tell him that they only serve vegetables.  
  • With as much as I want Gavin to be completely independent in the bathroom, the thought of him wiping AND being responsible for washing his hands adequately is petrifying.  
  •  I am thoroughly convinced that Joey sneaks out of his crib at night and digs with his fingers in the garden.  I also don't understand how it is that I don't notice any of the dirt until we have left the house.  A lot like the fact that my kids look clean to me when I put them in the car.  Once arriving somewhere, that is when I notice their hair is standing up in the back, they have sticky faces from breakfast, and there is some unidentifiable stuff between the baby's fingers. That might be why I choose to go to Walmart.  We'll blend in.  
  • I'm ready for a vacation. 



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