Pirate Will

Yesterday I was sitting in the livingroom sorting through junk, and the bathroom door burst open. There stood Will who had stripped down to just his red and blue striped underwear. He was holding our toliet plunger by the gross part you stick in the toliet and the handle was pointing at me. Before I could scream out the YUCK! that was in my throat, he jumps forward again and exclaiming "I am a pirate! GGRRR.." So apparently he was going to attack me with his "sword." He did look so sweet in his little undies with his toliet plunger. I snatched it from him however, cleaned his hands and explained to him to not touch things that were once in the toliet. He smiled and jumped away to find his train-train. Never a dull moment.

Are you on the list?

If you are a HEROS fan than you know that phrase. Actually you could have never seen the show once and heard it. It is the new HEROS motto. The last one was SAVE THE CHEERLEADER, SAVE THE WORLD. A couple of weeks ago NBC ran a marathon and played all of the episodes. Scott happened to be home and fell in love with the show. Which I guess he would. Super hero show for adults. So he called me from work to ask me to find a tape and record it. I don't think I have used my VCR, since, well, can't even remember when??? So I found an old tape and got it all ready to record HEROS.

We only have basic cable. That is because most tv is crap. But is used to me and hubby's thing to curl up on the couch with some good tv. That is BEFORE CHILDREN. We used to love thursdays. Survivor, CSI, and then ER. Other ones would pop in and out. And now Scott has HEROS and I have DEAL OR NO DEAL. Gotta love it. Scott and I can't really watch it together because I am busy screaming DEAL!!!! and he is saying no way go for it all. Then we get into a little argument cause he says if he was ever on the show he would never deal. No matter what the offer. I say that is selfish. If Howie ever offers you over 100,000 dollars you better take it. Always fun to tiff over your imaginary million dollars. I also HATE how the chicks have to talk before they open the case. TALKING IS NOT YOUR JOB. JUST OPEN THE CASE!

We may not watch ER, CSI, or Survivor anymore, but we do make some quiet time for each other. We watched the COLTS romp NEW ENGLAND *oh yeah* and then I watched Scott play a new role playing game which I enjoyed as I dozed in and out of conscience. Those quiet times are so important. But ya know what. I think I need a meal in here somewhere soon!

p.s. On Sunday we went to church (as we do every Sunday). Will looked around at the end of the service and said "This was a good church day Mommy. We should come back." Okay Will. I think we might!

Hard pregnancy, easy baby??

I wonder if you have a hard pregnancy, if it means the baby will be a really good one. No comments from the peanut gallery where my SIL had a horrible first pregnancy and a pretty rough first baby. I mean she was the sweetest but was fond of cry for no reason. And then there was Will. Definitely a rough middle and end pregnancy and he was…a rough baby. And Rachel…that pregnancy was so easy. Never sick, not much weight gain, no back pain, 2 weeks early. And now, I am so sick. I know my dear husband is sick of hearing it so I will tell anyone here who wants to listen. I am so sick all the time. I don’t want to get off of the couch. I am throwing up in the middle school bathroom at school. VERY embarrassing. I wake up sick, go to bed sick. Right now I am fighting to keep down the vomit. So what kind of baby will this bring. I think it is only fair that is you suffer through this, then you should be rewarded with super baby.
No, no. I guess that does not matter. I just want him or her to be healthy. I heard stories of so many sick babies lately and it does make me feel so blessed to have two beautiful, healthy children. And I pray that this baby to is strong and healthy. Even if my new accessory is my puke bucket. Every time Will sees me with it he says “oh no Mommy is going to frow (throw) up.” And he runs. Then Rachel squeals and follows him. All of my pregnancy e mail up dates say that soon (Saturday I begin the second trimester) this morning/all day sickness should end. Soon right?? Please???

PS Jenn- I have a lemonhead in my mouth as I type. Any other ideas????

Just noticed

Hey! I just noticed that my heart is on the little three on my little side bar counter. Yeah! And I know you all love the cartoon. Ain't it the truth!

a little under the weather

I know it has been awhile since I blogged. It has been a rough week. I started to feel a little under the weather last weekend. It snowballed and I found myself with bronchitis and dehydrated. So I spent the week trying to get from one day to the next. I went to work and came home ready to collapse. Now I am starting to feel ok. But on Thursday Scott started to have problems again with his stomach. Please pray for him. He is having some tests run this week of which he is very unhappy. He is at work tonight on third shift. He is making up hours he missed last week when he was sick. I hate third shift. I never sleep right. I am sure scott doesn’t like it either though.
On more positive news, I have Monday off. It is a company holiday. And since we don’t have paid holidays that means we are not allowed to work, but we don’t get paid. So I lose a day of pay which does stink. But it is a day I get OFF. I am going to have some blood work done and try and get Rachel’s pictures taken.
Today was a nice Saturday. Will was playing in his room. I come and asked him what he was doing. He told me that he was Scooby Doo and he was watching the sponge bob movie. He was sitting on his bed staring at the white wall. So I sat for a bit. He looked over and smiled. I smiled. If you read Jenn’s blog over at Angelsfaith you know that Faith was wrapping things up all Christmas season and giving them away. Well, today Will must have been feeling the Christmas spirit. So he decided to wrap Mommy some presents. He stuck his “presents” in dirty socks he found on the floor. Still, happy that he was being sweet, I excitedly open my present. It was two little cars. I said thank-you Will! In my happiest voice. He smiled, snatched the cars from my hand, and said “that’s my cars mommy.” And ran off. At least he left me the socks.

True

Cleaning and Scrubbing can wait until tomorrow
for babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep

I'm Back

I was having internet problems although a couple of nights I was so tired that I didn't even check my e mail! I have started back to work so I've been busy. We had a very nice New Year's Eve. I was ready to hit the hay by 10 o'clock, but the kids were ready to party. We went to Scott's parents house and had a little party with some great hot wing dip!! AAHHH!! Aunt Jenn bought plenty of party poppers and when the ball dropped it was Happy New Year for everyone. Except for my little guy who kept yelling "Happy Birthday!" And tried to explain that it was the new year and not anyone's birthday but he was already in teh swing of things. I had to drag them all home at 12:30 (Mom the party pooper!) As Will was going to sleep he said "Mommy, I want a birthday."
Today Will and Rachel were getting a bath (not even a church day!) When Will got out I wrapped a towel around him. He walked around for awhile with his towel. When I went to get his jammies, I heard him yell "Mommy, come wook (look)!" "Oh no" I thought wondering what disasters I might find. He was standing in the livingroom naked with his towel beside him. "Mommy," in an angry little voice. "Wook (Look) at me. I am naked. When did I get naked!" Apparently he had forgotten his bath. "You took a bath Will. I took off your clothes." He looked at me as if I grew a third head "Well, I still need underwear!" SO I laughed . To which he said "mommy, it's not funny." And then sighed loudly.
Rachel walked across the kitchen a couple of times today. When I saw it I thought no, no. You always hope and clap and when they start doing it you say "OH MY BABY!" She spent the whole night following her brother and copying his every move. Which I found do sweet, but Will did not. I guess she did eat his playdough.