Man. I am SO behind in the post department again. Life is so busy at this moment. Good busy, but busy nonetheless.
So about a month or so ago Sugar Daddy surprised me with a trip to the phone store to replace my phone that I dropped one too many times. And that's how it's done ladies. Drop the phone repeatedly until it is on its last leg, then get a trip to the phone store and talk him into upgrading you to a smart phone. Really, I never felt like I NEEDED a smart phone, but I don't think I could do without it now. I love it. Except the ringtone. It's a little annoying. It is a Droid Bionic phone and it only came with Droid ringtones. So when my phone rings it just says, "Droid. Droid. Droid. Droid." I haven't had a chance to have Zac mess with it and find me a new ringtone. Like I said, life's been busy.
One thing I LOVE about my new phone is my ability to speak texts. I can just say what I want the phone to type, and it types it. It saves me a lot of finger work and I can send texts while I am making dinner or folding laundry without missing a beat. Sometimes it doesn't understand some of the words I say. And apparently I have a pretty perverted phone. Like majorly perverted. If it misunderstands me, it doesn't just misunderstand a little. Whoo! I have caught some pretty nasty texts that I have almost sent to people. And Addy has learned how to speak a text to it. So before I had to worry about her sending texts to people that said "I love you", thinking that was inappropriate. Now I have to worry about her sending way worse texts than that. I caught her the other day when she was voice composing a text to my mom and about had a heart attack. Glad I caught that one before it was sent.
A few weeks ago Emily had to go get her shots to register for Jr. High. Oh that poor girl. You would have thought they shot her in the arm with a gun rather than a needle. And for about a week after she was still crying that it hurt. Constantly. That was a fun week. I had to keep reminding her that she wasn't the first person in the world ever to get a shot in her arm.
Addy is collecting money to buy herself an ipad. She is "almost" there as she has managed to collect over $14. How does a 5 year old go about collecting over $14? Well, every time my mom comes over she goes out to her van and begs for all her spare change. In the last two weeks she has made me a million Mother's Day pictures. She gives them to me and when I tell her how much I love it she says, "Well, if you want to keep it you have to pay me a dollar for it". I tell her I don't have a dollar to give her and she says, "OK, you don't have to give me a dollar, you can give me two dollars". I tell her I don't have two dollars. Then she gives me one of her dollars that she has and says, "Here, put one of your dollars with mine and pay me two dollars." Just so you know, I never pay her for her art work and she always lets me keep it anyway. The bulk of her "earnings" came on Saturday when she received $10 for her injuries. I will get to that story in another post. Just beware around Addy. She is pretty determined to buy herself an ipad, and I kinda think she just might make it.
Zac now has what I call a Bionic Mouth. We went to the orthodontist on Friday and they put a device in that will move his jaw forward. It really does makes him look a bit bionicish.
So apparently I am the worst mom ever because I wouldn't let my two oldest kids go see the midnight premiere of Avengers. ON A SCHOOL NIGHT. They kept telling me all their friends were going and they kept begging me to let them. I kept telling them that there was no way ALL of their friends were going to see it that night and I told them that they could go see it as soon as school got out the next day. Well, it would seem that ALL of their friends did go see it on Thursday night. Oh well, they were able to go with a few friends, and Steve, who was much happier to accompany them at 3 in the afternoon instead of midnight.
Every time I do laundry I am reminded of the difference between boys and girls. I don't even think my girls realize that their jeans have pockets. Zac on the other hand could survive for at least 72 hours in the wilderness just on all the stuff he collects in his pockets on a daily basis. And it doesn't matter how many times I tell him to empty out his pockets before he takes his jeans off. So I have to check every pocket in his jeans before I wash them. He always has some pretty interesting stuff in there.
Aubrey has been about to lose a tooth for nigh over a week now. That child. I want so much to get my hands in there and twist and yank that sucker out. But she won't let me. Instead she whimpers around the house saying she can't eat anything but ice cream because the cold is the only thing that feels good on her teeth. That lasts until we have something really good that she wants to eat again and the pain is magically gone until she is finished eating. I would try to yank it out in her sleep, but I tried that last time she had a week long loose tooth and I almost lost my whole hand. She chomped down in her sleep and I could not get her to let go for anything. I sure hope it comes out today...
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