Finally! The month is almost over!

December seemed to last forever this year. Chanukah was dreadfully early. Then there was the get together out of state with my family. Then came hubbies b-day, swiftly followed by J's. Then, gasp, Christmas with hubbies family. TWICE!

I still cannot find the living room, as it is buried under new items and wrapping paper scraps. (They seem to be mating.) I need to back the girl's room up to the dump and just tip it over.

J never sleeps, so is in charge of waking the rest of us at midnight:)

Happy New Year's to everyone!

The littlest jailbird.

My little B, only 5. We apparently left the drug store with a pack of gum she had "borrowed". After the tell tale smell of mint hit the air all it took was a stare down to induce hysterics. You should have seen her have to march back into the store, confess, and ask for forgiveness. She really thought she was going to go to jail:)

I love the manager of this store. He took her "mugshot" (pretend), and kept the gum for "evidence".

Hopefully, thus ends her life of crime.

Rising from the dead...

at least that's what this feels like. Poor hubby had the week off on vacation for his birthday. I spent it all sleeping and whining. (And sneezing, coughing, hacking, etc.)

Today J turned 10. Had to drag my butt out, paint on a happy face and go to the Children's Museum and That Rat Place. Whee, haw, having some fun now!

Add in a trip to the store on the way home and I am ready to sleep for about 16 hours.

Going to take off the happy paint now...............

Whisper...........moan.

Too ill for words. Stupid ENT on vacation, stupid Doc not the one of the group on call. I have a history of sinus infections, surgery, losing voice and I/he knows what antibiotic I need.

So, through the snow and slush to the Doc in a Box so that he can check me out and give me the EXACT scrip I wanted someone else to call in.

I know that antibiotics can be overused, but believe me, when I get like this, I will not get better without them.

Feel like crap.

Squeak squeak.

I have that cold again. The one that leaves me sounding like Minnie Mouse. Last time I got it I was supposed to go have my throat looked at. Did I go? Hey, home schooling Mom of 3 with all of their various stuff, like I have time to go to the specialist. Let alone want sit in the waiting room with them.

The other day I was sure J had pink eye and S had ooey ears. I was right about the ears, but either J stayed up all night, or something was irritating them. They looked like someone had drawn around them with red pen or something. My bet is on the kid staying up all night. Here is your money Doc.

Now, of course, I am the sickest in the house. I got up yesterday, showered, than gave up and spent the day in jammies with my bathrobe on.

Cough, sneeze, squeak.

Too tired to write.

So why am I, huh?

Visit home went well. Much better than the last couple. Kids didn't break anything, at least that I know of yet.

Nasty storm all the way back from Ohio Like driving through soup. I could hardly see the road, jsut aimed my eyes at the back of the truck in front of me and sped merrily along. Somehow, as soon as we hit the border, driving became much easier and I could actually see the freeway.....

Kids got so many gifts I don't know where to put anything. I am also ready to cancel the rest of Hanukah..............enough is enough already.

No title applies.

Too many little things.

S went to the eye doc today and it was discover that she "over focuses". I am still not quite sure what this means, but it makes it difficult to read at times as the words are all a blur and make no sense. I feel bad. Last years appt was fine, so I thought she was making this up. Special glasses will be ready in a couple of weeks. Speech therapy to start soon also.

J's foot is taking forever to heal. I think he will probably end up missing the entire competative gymnastics season. Bummer.

B is driving me bonky, I think she really is related to Stitch. "Cousin".

Unexpected trip home to see the parents for Chanukah this weekend. They don't really care if I come. My sole purpose is to keep the kids *in line* after they have been sugared up and spoiled rotton.