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Yeah, I’m Still Here…Sorta’

by Monica on September 1, 2009

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hand sanitizer

I remember that I have a blog. And I come here, open a new post window and stare blankly for a bit. Then I close it up and mosey on along. I think I’ve inhaled too many Lysol fumes.

Snap, Split and Sweet were home with me today. In less than 2 weeks of pre-k, they have each missed 2 days. I haven’t decided about the boys yet, but Sweet Pea will definitely be home again tomorrow. We cannot get and stay well. It’s really ridiculous. You’d think they had no immune systems whatsoever. And it’s probably my fault. I admit it. I’m a bit of a germaphobe. I have multiple containers of anti-bacterial wipes and hand sanitizer: in the van, in my purse, placed throughout the house. It has been suggested that I’ve sabotaged their immune systems by bathing them in this junk. Great.

So, if the kidlets ever get well and actually get to be regular members of their pre-k class, you’ll hear more from me. Until then…I’m up to my elbows in snotty tissues, cold washcloths, sippies of Pedialyte and sticky popsicle residue.

Ciao.

We-are-BD

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small world

Got a funny story for you. So, you know we just got back from vacation. Not just any vacation. THE vacation. Disney World.

Last night, the peapod squad lined up little chairs in the living room and sat there with their Groovy Girls in their laps (yes, even the boys…don’t you dare make fun of my children!). They told us (hubs and me) to “make It’s a Small World.” So…yeah…we did just that. Because we know who the real bosses are around here.

We sat on the couch doing a sort of pageant wave (elbow, elbow, wrist, wrist, wipe a tear, blow a kiss) while singing “It’s a Small World…” forever! They sat there in their little make-believe boat giggling, pointing us out to their dolls (“Look Woxette! It’s a Mommy and Daddy! What countwy are they fwom?”) and occasionally singing along.

I tell you…the fun NEVER ends around here.

(photo by joe penniston)

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