The song that gets stuck in my head everytime I do my Monday Morning Musings:
It's not exactly morning. I spent the morning in Zac's class. They are about to learn about the Colonial period so they were doing activities that had to do with that. I got to help them make candles. It was so very fun and now I feel like I had a paraffin hand treatment at the spa.
Addison is congested and she coughed and tossed and turned all night last night. The baby monitor is right by my head so she kept me awake all night. Then she woke up at 5am to eat (she usually waked up at 8) and I had so much to do I just stayed up after I fed her. If I don't make much sense, sorry.
At some point last night, I believe it was 2 or 3ish, I remembered that Zac's entry in the Reflections contest was due this morning and we were going to do it over the weekend but totally forgot. I woke him up early to race through it.
Addison is turning into quite the daddy's girl. I will say to her, "Addy, say MaMa" and she says "DA DA!"
Everything Addison picks up now she holds up to her ear and jabbers. I wonder where she picked that up from?
2 weeks ago I bought a new pair of very cute shoes. They killed my feet so I took them back last week. I spent forever picking out a new pair. They killed my feet. In between that I bought another pair then decided I didn't like them so I am taking them back tomorrow. That still leaves me with the other pair that I am also taking back. I am thinking my feet grew and I need to go up 1/2 a size. I already had to go up 1/2 a size a couple of years ago and I am trying to pretend like I don't need to go up again but I think I am going to have to deal with it now.
Addison has this fun new thing she does. She stands up in her high chair and climbs onto the tray. CONSTANTLY. It makes me crazy. Anyway, she fell out of it on Saturday. Just what a baby with a skull fracture needs, right?
I cleaned out my kitchen drawer that holds all my big stuff like spoons, whisk, spatula. I put in nice drawer organizers. Now nothing fits. And I threw half of it away. So much for being organized.
So honey, I knew we said we weren't going to tell anyone this, but I think I should just share it with a few people. Steve and I went out on a date Friday night. We went out to eat and then to a movie. When the movie ended it was 9:00. I didn't want to go home because Aubrey was at a party that ended at 9 and I told the babysitter the rest of the kids could stay up until Aubrey got home. I didn't want to go home and put kids in bed. So we decided we would go to Marie Calendars and have pie. We both sat down, looked at our menu. Looked at each other. Knew what the other was thinking. Wrinkled our foreheads. Looked back at the menu. Looked at each other again. And then we ordered...dinner. Again. We did have Chinese the first time around, so you know how filling that is. We took a whole pie home.
9 comments:
Now we all know why you have been staying away from WW.(ha, ha) Too dinners??? It sounds good to me!!!
Ally you sound like me with the excessive returning. And i think you made the right decision to eat two meals. You might as well get the most out of your date!
Don't worry Allyson...your feet aren't growing...shoes just keep getting smaller, kinda like clothes :)
I think you are right Heather.
And I know Kristy, I am reminding myself of you.
And just for the record, I had the steamed veggie platter at Marie Calendars. Oh, and the cornbread.
Oh, and D- I did actually go to WW the next morning. Are you proud of me?
I was thinking you sounded like Kristy with the returns.
And nothing wrong with eating two dinners.
Why don't you buckle addy in?
My little one calls me DA DA too! I am DA DA and Jeremy is DADDY. I am like look I gave you life my name is MOMMA. Oh well at least she acknowledges me to the best of her abilities. I swear having kids increases your foot size.
Farrah, I have a 10 year old high chair that only has the strap that goes around the waist (which now after having gone through 3 1/2 kids is broken) but even if it wasn't broken, it never could keep my kids in. They just wiggled out of it and stood up whenever they wanted. I told Steve I am going to go buy a new high chair.
Ashley, I know, I feel like me feet have gotten bigger with each kid.
I took the one pair back this morning that I had decided not to keep and while there I tried on a size....9!....and they fit perfectly. I am now going to have to take the other pair back that I really like and get a 9 in those.
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