Tomorrow is Day 2 with D tha T (Dana tha Traina) and I sure hope I can move. She really kicked my butt Tuesday. James overheard me tell Clara that very thing and he admonished me about my choice of words. “Don’t say that! That is a bad word!”
“Well, what should I say then?”
“Say that she SLAPPED your hiney.”
LOL. Dana slapping my hiney gives a completely different picture than Dana tha Traina kicking my butt. Am I right folks? Or am I right?
I took the kids swimming again yesterday. I don’t know how they do it. I don’t even think it was 90 degrees out yesterday, and I’m sure the pool was somewhere in the 70s. NUTZO! But, they love it. So I let ‘em.
James had four shots at his doctor appointment yesterday. Poooooor kid. I remember once when he got multiple immunizations, there were two nurses there to give them at the same time so he’d get pokes all over his body at the same time, but yesterday, it was dragged out. The first was in his left arm, then his right, followed by each leg. He SCUH-REEEEEEEMED so loud. Every time. I felt terrible for the poor kid. That’s why I took him to Target and gave him $10 for every shot he had to get. I know, I am a sucker. But it really was terrible. Anyway he chose this (actually really cool) pretend chainsaw, a Terminator glove and a Transformer. All set!
I honestly don’t remember a period of time where my entire family was so sick so often. Right now, at least three of us have horrible coughs and sore throats, and before that, James had his 1st ear infection, and before THAT we all had some kind of stomach bug or something. James and Scott had it the worst, and I sent Scott to get some crackers and Pedialyte. Later on James told me that he knew how to get better. He just has to drink alllll the PB&J. “EW!” I said. “You don’t drink PB&J to get over a tummy ache!”
“Yes you do, that orange stuff!?” he said.
“Ohhhhhhhhh PEDIALYTE.”
“Yeah. PB&Lyte.”
Ha ha! Whatevs.
Stay tuned for a description of the best Mothers’ Day ever! I know I am late. Sue me.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Well, I've done it. I've gone over a month without a new post. You can bet your bottom dollar that my email inbox is FULL of notes to myself about the things the kids have been doing and I just do not have the energy to go through them all this minute. So I'm just going to let it flow and see where it takes me.
I am sure I have lost all of my readers. I'm sure the three of them have completely given up on me. I hope I can win them back.
James has been cracking my you-know-what up with his vocabulary. He's really testing the waters with new words, but he doesn't always use them quite right. Last night at dinner, he announced, "ohhhh yeah. Smells like a payday." He also told me "I'll admit, I think she's going to say 'no'" when I was dialing the phone to prove to him that my mother was going to tell me that I was wrong - that swimming in a pool will NOT turn your hair green if you don't wash your hair. Not only did he use "admit" incorrectly, he is absolutely wrong about the green hair thing. Just ask Clara. One thing he seems to have nailed is the use of adverbs. Luckily, quickly, you name it, he's got it.
James has learned a new trick. I can't remember where he learned it, but he was told that if he sings while he does any given chore, the chore goes by faster. Ahem - more quickly, I should say. So when I tell him to clean his room, he sings a random tune with the random words that are very close to: bee boo be doo pop bop boody bo peedoe. Whatever works, right?
Clara and I went to go see my boyfriend at the movie yesterday. Yes, that's right, Zac Efron. We had a great time and I think Clara gets a kick out of her old, dumb mom thinking that young thing is cute. Well, he is.
Clara's 5th grade year is nearly over and I just cannot believe it. Each year flies by more quickly than the last. It's unbelievable. She will be in SIXTH GRADE. That is old, people. She has made such great grades this year, all As and Bs, of course, but she also ACED her TAKS tests. She made an A on the reading part and an A on the math part. I don't know if you know, but that's kind of a big deal. SHE'S kind of a big deal. :)
James got his first trophy for soccer this past Sunday. It took us 11 weeks to do a 5 week season. The weather has just kicked our soccer butts. This last game, James's heart wasn't in it. But I so didn't care. He just might not be a soccer dude...or maybe he's just four and it made more sense for him to stop running every 10 seconds and stand frozen like a statue and announce to anyone who would listen (in a robotic voice, mind you) "I-AM-JUST-STOPPING-TO-REFUEL."
I'm tellin ya. He is truly a dork. A dorkified dork.
Stacie and I are starting with our (shared) personal trainer tomorrow. I mean, traina. Because her name is Dana. Which means she must be Dana, the Traina. Can't wait to see how that goes. I'm a lil nervous. But a lot excited.
Surely that will give me fodder. Blog fodder. Blodder. LOL. Mark down that on this date, May 18, 2009, the word "Blodder" has been coined. Use it, but please give credit where credit is due.
Love and kisses,
Shannipants
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Okay after I published this post, I googled "blodder" just in case and what do you know.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=blodder
1.
blodder
A news article which lends itself to blog commentary. A short form of "blog fodder".
CAN YOU FREAKING BELIEVE THAT?
I am sure I have lost all of my readers. I'm sure the three of them have completely given up on me. I hope I can win them back.
James has been cracking my you-know-what up with his vocabulary. He's really testing the waters with new words, but he doesn't always use them quite right. Last night at dinner, he announced, "ohhhh yeah. Smells like a payday." He also told me "I'll admit, I think she's going to say 'no'" when I was dialing the phone to prove to him that my mother was going to tell me that I was wrong - that swimming in a pool will NOT turn your hair green if you don't wash your hair. Not only did he use "admit" incorrectly, he is absolutely wrong about the green hair thing. Just ask Clara. One thing he seems to have nailed is the use of adverbs. Luckily, quickly, you name it, he's got it.
James has learned a new trick. I can't remember where he learned it, but he was told that if he sings while he does any given chore, the chore goes by faster. Ahem - more quickly, I should say. So when I tell him to clean his room, he sings a random tune with the random words that are very close to: bee boo be doo pop bop boody bo peedoe. Whatever works, right?
Clara and I went to go see my boyfriend at the movie yesterday. Yes, that's right, Zac Efron. We had a great time and I think Clara gets a kick out of her old, dumb mom thinking that young thing is cute. Well, he is.
Clara's 5th grade year is nearly over and I just cannot believe it. Each year flies by more quickly than the last. It's unbelievable. She will be in SIXTH GRADE. That is old, people. She has made such great grades this year, all As and Bs, of course, but she also ACED her TAKS tests. She made an A on the reading part and an A on the math part. I don't know if you know, but that's kind of a big deal. SHE'S kind of a big deal. :)
James got his first trophy for soccer this past Sunday. It took us 11 weeks to do a 5 week season. The weather has just kicked our soccer butts. This last game, James's heart wasn't in it. But I so didn't care. He just might not be a soccer dude...or maybe he's just four and it made more sense for him to stop running every 10 seconds and stand frozen like a statue and announce to anyone who would listen (in a robotic voice, mind you) "I-AM-JUST-STOPPING-TO-REFUEL."
I'm tellin ya. He is truly a dork. A dorkified dork.
Stacie and I are starting with our (shared) personal trainer tomorrow. I mean, traina. Because her name is Dana. Which means she must be Dana, the Traina. Can't wait to see how that goes. I'm a lil nervous. But a lot excited.
Surely that will give me fodder. Blog fodder. Blodder. LOL. Mark down that on this date, May 18, 2009, the word "Blodder" has been coined. Use it, but please give credit where credit is due.
Love and kisses,
Shannipants
***************************
Okay after I published this post, I googled "blodder" just in case and what do you know.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=blodder
1.
blodder
A news article which lends itself to blog commentary. A short form of "blog fodder".
CAN YOU FREAKING BELIEVE THAT?
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