1. I can't believe how mean people are. They are evil spirited. I have saw it in all forms this week. I am sick of it. So I locked myself in at work. If you want me, ring the bell.
2. Mean people call on the phone. I am going to let the machine get it. If you want to talk to me bad enough, then call me back.
3. Eli likes egg salad sandwiches. I am so totally suprised.
4. Tripp is on a biting spree. He bit Eli. He bit Emma. He thinks he is a vampire.
5. Dave is overwhelmed. This is a little shocking to me. It is strange to see him frazzled.
6. Emma is a Farkle posessed five year old. Last night, I turned her on to playing Farkle Pro. She literally yells at the computer screen. While she is playing, she makes comments to the computer (in a growl-y voice) like "Do you know you are playing a little girl?" and when the person she is playing Farkles, she says, "Hahaaa! Take that!!" Agression, much?
7. I finished school on Monday. At this point, I have a 94. My class was Geometry for Teachers. It should be my last math class. Unless the teaching god's decide I need one more.
8. I have got to clean my house. Dave signed us up to host a devotional for teens at the house on Sunday evening. Who knew that it was going to flood, I would be knee deep in musty odors, and have dirty carpet? Gotta get it clean before the people come over.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Out for blood.
Last night, Tripp, Emma and Mallie were playing in the bathroom.
Emma did not want Tripp around.
So, she kicked him in the stomach. He, in turn, bit her on the chest when she tried to hug him and tell him she was sorry.
Screaming like there was something really happening was what I heard first. It took me close to 30 minutes to figure out the story. They were telling it at the same time, while Mallie stood back looking pleased that she kept out of the fight. After all the tears were dried and everyone got an icepack for their injury, I showed Tripp what her bite mark looked like.
Today, when I came home from work, I looked at Emma's purple and green mouthprint Tripp had left on her chest.
I made Emma show it to Tripp. I told him that this is what happens when you bite. It hurts friends.
He told me, "Thats because I am a vampire. I told you I am a vampire."
A few minutes later, she took a toy from him. As I sat and listened to them playing, I heard him say to her, "Do you want me to bite you again?"
Emma did not want Tripp around.
So, she kicked him in the stomach. He, in turn, bit her on the chest when she tried to hug him and tell him she was sorry.
Screaming like there was something really happening was what I heard first. It took me close to 30 minutes to figure out the story. They were telling it at the same time, while Mallie stood back looking pleased that she kept out of the fight. After all the tears were dried and everyone got an icepack for their injury, I showed Tripp what her bite mark looked like.
Today, when I came home from work, I looked at Emma's purple and green mouthprint Tripp had left on her chest.
I made Emma show it to Tripp. I told him that this is what happens when you bite. It hurts friends.
He told me, "Thats because I am a vampire. I told you I am a vampire."
A few minutes later, she took a toy from him. As I sat and listened to them playing, I heard him say to her, "Do you want me to bite you again?"
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Happy August!
Its August 1st!!!
You know what that means? My electric bill is due. Nah, it means the kids go back to school!!! I made it thru a summer. Woo Hoo!
School registration is next week. I can't wait. It means I get to get back in a routine. And not feel guilty for working while my kids are at home.
I have a final on monday... then I am outta school till August 29th. Then, I start my 16 hour semester. Maybe I can graduate college sometime in the next few years.
You know what that means? My electric bill is due. Nah, it means the kids go back to school!!! I made it thru a summer. Woo Hoo!
School registration is next week. I can't wait. It means I get to get back in a routine. And not feel guilty for working while my kids are at home.
I have a final on monday... then I am outta school till August 29th. Then, I start my 16 hour semester. Maybe I can graduate college sometime in the next few years.
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