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We’ve had a summer vacation planned for months. The party: my entire family. The destination: Cancun, Mexico. The problem? Possible drug induced violence and death by Swine Flu.
Husband’s reply: “Swine Flu be damned. If they close down the border we’ll break through. If they put up a wall we’ll tunnel under it. If they shut down the airlines we’ll hire out a boat. We’re going to Mexico baby.”
Brother’s reply: “Viva La Mexico!”
really isn’t a baby anymore. When I picked Addison up at her little ‘pre‘ pre-school last week she had made this orange caterpillar. While she was feeding it some leaves in our backyard I noticed that it just happened to match the outfit she had on that day. I also noticed how well the little orange outfit fits her right now and I remembered a day not so long ago that her sister wore that same outfit to meet her for the first time.
Two nights ago for the first time, we moved Addison in to also sleep in the “big girl beds that daddy made.” The girls were so excited.
My baby really isn’t a baby anymore.
Just wanted to thank those of you who commented on my little questionnaire! Your words were eye opening, insightful, and quite frankly…hilarious. A special thanks to my husband who left a few comments of his own (in fact, if you commented and never checked back, he addressed each of your arguments individually). Ryan and Josie hit the nail on the head (they know Kenny all to well). It isn’t about the mail, it’s all about a good debate – arguing for the sake of arguing. I have to say that when Kenny and I first met this drove me crazy…the way he would spin my words and make points I didn’t even know existed. He somehow won every time, even on arguments where I was clearly defending the obvious choice. But now, after going to battle with him for over fifteen years, my vocabulary has improved, I know him well enough to know what he is going to say before he says it, and I am starting to win a few arguments of my own. Especially when I have my bloggin’ peeps backin’ me up. :)
Hope you all have a great Thursday night. I’m off to watch the Season Finale of Grey’s Anatomy and once again, marvel over the wonder that is the human body.
Just a few questions I’d LOVE some answers to:
1- Lately I’ve been noticing some wrinkles ‘fine lines’ around my eyes. Does anyone know of a great something to start using that will help in this area? What is your nightly facial routine? Any product that you SWEAR by?
2- I’ve been in a bit of a rut with my exercise routine (dragging to the gym) so I bought myself a new workout outfit. (Just a little Mother’s Day gift to me from me and one of my sure-fire ways to make exercising fun again!) Now all I need is some new music. So…question is…what do you have on your i-pod? What are your favorite workout songs that keep you moving?
3- While we’re on the subject of music… music on blogs – fun or annoying?
4- Last question. Which is more amazing… the human body or the mail? This is a debate that has been going on between Kenny and I for oh…about 10 years. One day after one of my many knee injuries healed, I commented on how amazing and cool the human body is. Kenny, being his usual sarcastic self, answered: “it’s not as cool as the mail.” We then went back and forth debating this and finally agreed to disagree. It comes up often in our marriage as we think of more reasons about why our choice is the correct one. A few points to consider before making your decision:
Human Body
The Mail
So those are the questions that are keeping me up at night. If you’re reading this right now I’d love to hear your answers/opinions. Unless you’re going to tell me that the mail is cooler
We had a great Mother’s Day weekend full of food, food, and a little more food.
Addie’s latest: (March/April 2009)
While doing her hair “mommy you’re ruining my curls!”
“Mommy…does Minnie Mouse go to time out?”
“Mom I’m hungry.” “Do you want some yogurt?” “No…I want some real food. I want a sucker.”
Looking at a picture of Kenny in front of the Coliseum in Rome… “there’s my daddy at his office.”
“I’m not being Ellie’s sister because her feathers are in a bunch.” (must be from their favorite show Little Bear?)
“Mommy I need another popsicle.” “You haven’t finished that one yet.” “I can’t … it’s too cold. I need a new one.”
“Mommy…I need to tell you something…don’t smile, don’t laugh, don’t get mad.” (I don’t even remember what she needed to tell me…I was too amused by the way she started the sentence to pay attention :)
Ellie’s latest: (March/April 2009)
“Mom, remember when I was little and we sat around all day eating Wheat Thins? Remember that mom?” (I don’t remember this, but I’m not denying it)
“Mom – I named this bear Shiver Anatillia China.” (say that three times fast)
“Mom…why do those tortilla shells taste different?” “They’re fat free.” “Fat free is so gross.”
When my mom was visiting for Easter Ellie smelled her arm and said, “mmm…you smell good grandma…like Utah. I smell like San Diego.” Then she smelled her again…”yup….Utah.”
“Mom, what if something was wrong with our house – like if it was backwards and you couldn’t get in?”
“I have a tummy ache and it hurts when I wash my hands.”
“Try this mom. It’s hot noodle coconut soup with root beer.”
After getting her haircut: “Mom – Am I still 5 now that my hair is short?”
Talking to Addison: “Say it Add…you love ice cream more than me.”
Quick weekend getaway to Palm Springs. I love Palm Springs because it is such a combination of my two homes – Southern Utah desert heat with San Diego landscaping. The girls couldn’t wait to swim. My favorite is the picture of Ellie in the car driving to our destination with her suit and sunglasses on, favorite “friends” on her lap, and a huge grin on her face. Kick-off for a great weekend. :)
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