At least I didn't cry....

Last Tuesday was my 37th birthday. On that day, Ruby said, "I hope you don't cry all day, like you did last year."

She is NOT my favorite child.

The end.

PS Last year, on my birthday, I was 8 weeks pregnant. This year I have the most darling, sweetest BABY on the planet. (the Ruby is slipping in the ratings)

The end....again


PS....again, I didn't get birthday shelves like the past 2 birthday years, I got a storm door so I can shed some light to our dungeon of an entry.

The end for reals.

Maddy's around here somewhere....

We haven't forgotten about her, she's just not as care free as the 4th grade Maddy. This 5th grade business is kicking her trash. Her teacher (whom we adore) thinks that pestering his students about assignments is bad, he thinks they should turn them in on time without any reminding..... This gives Mads quite a bit of anxiety since she doesn't want to miss or turn in anything late EVER. She also tries to do all her assignments in class. She told me a few weeks ago that she hates Friday's because that's the day everything is due and "what if I miss something". Mads is a gem of a kid. Also, that same teacher (whom we still adore) gave her full credit on some assignments she hadn't finished from when she was sick all those days back in Jan/Feb. He was filling out report card for SEP's and he told her he knew she would get them finished, and he wasn't worried. I was a little worried.

Max's mom (whom I adore) had a birthday dinner for Mads. She made her chocolate cakes with a cheese cake filling. NOT TERRIBLE AT ALL. Her presents were BOOKS, her favorite.

Mads and Baby DAISY.

Max and Maddy went to a Daddy Daughter Date for Activity Days (HOORAY since I am released and didn't have to help). They made this "hot air" balloon contraption. They also made paper airplanes and had a contest to see which one flew the farthest and best...... theirs didn't win. . . . . too bad.

I'm SO BUGGED!

Last week:

I get a phone bill $37.47
I pay the phone bill $37.47
They send me a letter saying I over paid by $37.47
They send me a reinburshment check for... yup $37.47
I "whu hoo" all the way to the bank to cash it.

This week:

I get a phone bill ......... for $37.47 PLUS $37.47 PLUS a dang late fee!

WHY!

The smoke coming out of my ears is a sure sign that I am ticked!

don't cross me today.

the end

ps I don't know how to spell "reinburshment" and neither does the compter.

The end ............. again

Max's Birthday.....

My husband turned another year older yesterday. He's 36 like me. Whu hoo.

Max is an excellent Dad and loves all 3 (4 if you count me) of his girls best of all. Plus, he's pretty handsome. I love most everything about him, even the stuff that make me not get my way. He is a super provider, and an extremely hard worker. On the weekends and when work is slow, I'm happy he's home. He's kind, fair and not judgemental. He is even nice when he asked for a clean house for his Birthday. My reply was not as nice.

The famous candle blowing picture. With the traditional German Chocolate cake, cake. HOMEMADE EVERYTHING--I'm just sayin'. We only had 3 and 6 candles instead of 36 total -- cause I'm nice.

How my people really look. Why is Maddy still cute?

Happy Birthday, big fella, I love you most of all.

The end.

Some Ruby business....

Do not adjust your glasses, it's true, you are seeing Ruby's Drinking Chart. Let me 'splain. She got super sick, (in the sickness that was called January and February 2011) and she wasn't drinking ANYTHING. We made her a drinking chart so there wasn't any dehydration or hospital visits. She got a sticker for every cup of liquid...water, kool-aid, Gatorade, juice, Mt Dew.....whatever I could get down her throat. That's all....

Then, she got a hole in her mouth. Her first tooth fell out, with a little help from her Mom, who couldn't stand the snaggle tooth any longer.

We're both so happy.

The Tooth Fairy didn't get to come for a few nights because Ru wanted to "look at her tooth still".

This is what Ruby's hair looked like on crazy hair/clothes day. (Dr Seuss' birthday week) Maddy's boy teacher didn't let them dress up cause they had a test that day and he thought it would be too distracting. Maddy's favorite day of the year is crazy hair/clothes day. At least she got to help with Ruby's outfit, which was equally as wack-a-doo.

This is what her head looked like after a wild night of sleeping. Pretty cute. Some people pay good money to get that from a salon.

That girl's a natural beauty, even with crazy hair.

THe end.

Daisy deserves better....

Daisy rolled over for the very first time, on her four month birthday, and no one saw it. Maddy and Ruby were sitting no more than 2 feet away from her, Max and I were in the kitchen in direct view and NOBODY saw her amazing accomplishment.


I looked over and saw her on her tummy, asked if anyone put her that way, then said that we were a terrible family.

THEN! To make matters worse, she did it a second time... and nobody saw it.....again...

She was quite pitiful about it.

Later that night I saw her starting to roll over, so I told everyone "Don't look at D, we wouldn't want to see her roll over or anything."

We HAVE seen her roll over, but she thinks the thrill is gone. We better watch out she might sell us to the Gypsies.

For now, we just make her tired.

And yes, those are heart shaped "PEACE DUDE" sign's she's wearing.

all we need is love...

The eND.

Daisy stuff....

Daisy is 3 months old and weighs 12 lbs 12 oz. Remember, She was our little runt baby at 9 lbs 9 oz at birth, then, cause she's one of our babies she lost a whole pound 3 days later. Jaundice-y fun.



Enjoying a "Bumbo seat"

When I use to feed D in the middle of the night, (now she's pretty good and usually sleeps until 5:30am or later) we had many speaks. One time she was getting on my very tired nerve. I told her that she wasn't very patient and perhaps she should work on that. A few middle of the nights later she was eating like a champ and Max rolled over and said "D's been working on her patience, hasn't she?"

Baby camo.

Her cute little blessing shoe-ed feet. And my Dad's feet too ^

Almost every middle of the night feeding I had to say "IT'S NEVER THERE" cause Daisy would try to eat my arm or elbow pit. You haven't lived until your baby has licked your arm. Gooood times.

Dad and the tent cot.

We've had a rough go of it this week, with germs and sickies running rampid. All the girls (even me) have been sick - but mostly Ru and Daisy. Ruby got it the worst and was out of school ALL week. She's still sick! Max set his tent cot up for Maddy to sleep in so Ruby wouldn't keep her up with all the coughing at night. Max got in it to take a nap this afternoon and got so excited about it that he couldn't sleep.

Daisy isn't the most charming of eaters. (she really needs to keep working on her patience) I always feed her on one side -burp - feed her on the other side and burp. Almost every time I start the burping part she freaks out. I finally had to tell her that burping was part of the program. I said "we eat ..burp ..eat ..and burp again. And that this was the burping part of the program. She understood -- but only sometimes.

Speaking of burbing, sometimes Daisy can burp so loud that I think her lips actually vibrate like Homer's drunken friend on the Simpson's.

Taa dah!