Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Logan Wanted To Do A Video Too
My floor is not really that filthy. We did a craft project with pain that day.
Next up Logan wants to make some Angry Birds videos, so stay tuned.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
First Swim
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Follow Your Gut
Ever get that weird itch?
A nagging feeling that something is just not right?
Actually, I get that all the time and it is usually just me focusing on worry and fear. Things that deserve little attention and just serve to undermine by peace and motivation. But every once and a while I am find myself able to tell the two apart and bells start ringing all around me and I have to act.
I am definitely a girl that can't help but to spring into action.
My dad has an amazing sense of intuition. It's annoying as shit. The man is rarely wrong, and most of the time, I want to view him as a negative person, but he isn't negative. He is right.
I really don't like being right about somethings.
I pray that I have misjudged things.
A nagging feeling that something is just not right?
Actually, I get that all the time and it is usually just me focusing on worry and fear. Things that deserve little attention and just serve to undermine by peace and motivation. But every once and a while I am find myself able to tell the two apart and bells start ringing all around me and I have to act.
I am definitely a girl that can't help but to spring into action.
My dad has an amazing sense of intuition. It's annoying as shit. The man is rarely wrong, and most of the time, I want to view him as a negative person, but he isn't negative. He is right.
I really don't like being right about somethings.
I pray that I have misjudged things.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
When It Just Doesn't Make Sense
I just found out a sweet mama suddenly lost her two week old baby girl.
I have such a hard time understanding why these things happen.
Love to you Jenny and may Lily live forever in your heart.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
We Had a Pretty Good Day (except for the Taco Bell and Gymboree)
Logan had a dentist appointment today for his semi-annual checkup and cleaning. We have really gotten it together on his dental care. We thought we did good before, but at the very first appointment, we learned how much we sucked. Did you know you are supposed to hold your kid down and brush their teeth until they are like 9? Me either. If you don't do that, the kiddie dentist and his perky assistant will make you feel like the worst parents in the world. They will tell you that your child will get cavities, and since they have crowded teeth, require surgery to have them repaired/removed.
After a few stressful days, Logan and Hunter finally resigned themselves to the parental power brush and it has become quite easy. Well, as easy as brushing the teeth of a giant preschooler with what could possibly the boniest elbows EVER. I digress.
So anyway, the boy had some good looking teeth and the dentist said I did a good job! He even gave me a sticker. Actually he didn't, but wouldn't that be funny?
The only part that bummed me out was when he gave him a fluoride treatment after I specifically told everyone (but the dentist) that we are not doing fluoride because I consider it unsafe. I even had to pay $30 for the fluoride I did not want. Damn, the man.
As a reward for good behavior, I took the boys to the mall to ride a beautiful carousel. We had packed a lunch and ate it at the food court. I brought a salad (I LOVE salad), but I felt like I needed some protein, so I got me a potato soft taco from Taco Bell (What? Potato is not protein? Details, details).
Logan was begging for a smoothie from Panera, so I figured why not. I made the mistake of browsing Gymboree and they were having a "sale" (goodbye $40) and we passed about 9 places that also sell smoothies just to find that Panera's smoothies are $4 a piece. Damn!
After Logan thew a fit because he didn't want to share a smoothie with Hunter (I had it split into two cups) and I pondered why I ever try to do anything nice for my children, we loaded up the van and drive the hour home. Then I fixed a lovely dinner in which my children proclaimed "disgusting", followed by sitting my fat ass on the couch while my hubby reads the guys a story.
After a few stressful days, Logan and Hunter finally resigned themselves to the parental power brush and it has become quite easy. Well, as easy as brushing the teeth of a giant preschooler with what could possibly the boniest elbows EVER. I digress.
So anyway, the boy had some good looking teeth and the dentist said I did a good job! He even gave me a sticker. Actually he didn't, but wouldn't that be funny?
The only part that bummed me out was when he gave him a fluoride treatment after I specifically told everyone (but the dentist) that we are not doing fluoride because I consider it unsafe. I even had to pay $30 for the fluoride I did not want. Damn, the man.
As a reward for good behavior, I took the boys to the mall to ride a beautiful carousel. We had packed a lunch and ate it at the food court. I brought a salad (I LOVE salad), but I felt like I needed some protein, so I got me a potato soft taco from Taco Bell (What? Potato is not protein? Details, details).
Logan was begging for a smoothie from Panera, so I figured why not. I made the mistake of browsing Gymboree and they were having a "sale" (goodbye $40) and we passed about 9 places that also sell smoothies just to find that Panera's smoothies are $4 a piece. Damn!
After Logan thew a fit because he didn't want to share a smoothie with Hunter (I had it split into two cups) and I pondered why I ever try to do anything nice for my children, we loaded up the van and drive the hour home. Then I fixed a lovely dinner in which my children proclaimed "disgusting", followed by sitting my fat ass on the couch while my hubby reads the guys a story.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Becoming a Habit
I would love to take the time to blog on a regular basis.
I do not consider myself a writer and my goal was, and still is, to challenge myself.
So here I am.
(and here I am eating a piece of sausage at a pancake breakfast. I know. I am hawt.)
I do not consider myself a writer and my goal was, and still is, to challenge myself.
So here I am.
(and here I am eating a piece of sausage at a pancake breakfast. I know. I am hawt.)
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Her First New Year by the Numbers
This girl has:
ONE tooth
TWO big brothers
eats almost every THREE hours
but
sometimes will sleep FOUR hours straight
never spent more than FIVE minutes in a highchair
SIX letters in her name
and today
she is SEVEN months old!
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| Oriana sleeping under the Christmas tree shortly after midnight 1/1/11. She almost made it to the new year, but literally fell asleep about 30 seconds before midnight. |
Happy New Year!
Love,
Mulie & Company
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