Ctale came to visit today with Miss S.. It was so nice to see them.. I can't wait for our girls to play together.. Miss S is such a cutie! Here's a few pics of the kiddo's..
Here's Miss S smiling big for the camera.. check out those cheeks!!

There's my drama queen on the left.. and little miss mellow on the right... and Miss S wondering what the hell all that fussing is about!

If you look closely, I think the twin on the right is actually flipping me off!

How happy does Miss S look being with my handsome boys?? ;)

Crying it out..

The girls have decided that they are not, ever, going to just go to bed, without a fit of crying.. I can hear them right now, at least one of them.. and she is not giving up.. I hate this! We have been doing this now for over 2 months, and it is not working! Why can't they just lay down in their cribs, understand that it's bed time, and leave it at that? Why must they torture us with their horrible cries? I should say torture me, because my husband thinks if they are going to be fussy and crying, they might as well be in their cribs doing it.. ugh.. poor little babies..

F@#%ing Idiot..

Someone please remind me why our youth does such stupid things? Take for instance my nephew.. He's been living in our basement now since December, when he could no longer afford to live on his own. Since then, he's gotten his old job back, at the fancy restaurant, doing part time pastry chef, and part time bar back. It's good money.. He now can do things that he couldn't before. He's been paying his rent on time for the past 2 months, recently had a pioneer cd player installed in his car, and spent countless money on other incidentals. So, today I find out that he's purchased a motorcycle! And he didn't save up his money, since he's making so much of it, instead he went out and got another loan, all by himself this time, and has it parked at my sisters house up north.
He told me that he wanted to get one a few weeks ago. I told him my thoughts, I didn't think it would be a wise decision to get another loan (this will make the third one he'll be paying on) and if he really wanted one, he should save his money and buy it outright. Not to mention the fact that he's 20 years old, living in my basement and he already has a vehicle! I could see if he needed transportation, and this was an inexpensive way of getting one, but this is a toy.. he's got absolutely no need for it..Of course I also told him that they're dangerous, blah blah, oh, and that we didn't have room for him to park it at our house. He said my sister had already told him that he could park it at her house.. (btw, she DID not tell him that as I found out today) I also told him that he was an adult, and could do as he wants.. but shit, I didn't think he'd really get it!
The ironic thing is that just as I was being told by my sister this morning that he was the proud owner of death on wheels, the student loan department called looking for him because he hadn't paid his bill yet.. he's on his own with this one.. we're all just hoping that when he goes for his license, he won't pass.. hate to have no faith in the kid, but wtf?

Rock on you old fogies..

My husband and his band actually have a gig! They don't even have a name yet, and they only have 3 songs, but it's not until July so they time to get their shit together.. I wish people who knew him could have seen the smile on his face when he got the news.. it was pretty cute how excited he was about it.. So, I'm hoping that a lot of people show up, and that they don't suck! I don't think I mentioned this, but obviously they found a singer.. who happens to be an ex-boyfriend of mine..the one I dumped when I met my future husband!! Ahh... such a small small world.. and kind of creepy if you ask me!

Duh..

Never open an email from your perverted brother in law titled "Camel Toe" when your 3 year old is sitting right next to you. He's going to get an early talk about "boobies" and paginas!

Sisters..

I am soooo screwed! Here's one of the babies just about crawling.. the days of them sitting quietly on the floor are numbered.. oh well, I'm very proud of them anyway, even if it means I'll be chasing them all over the place..

My husband was out of school today due to the flooding. He's hardly worked this week, and I think he's getting a bit tired of being home with the wife and kiddo's.. poor schmuck!
My youngest son is having his first speech therapy appointment tomorrow, from the comfort of our own home.. It's going to be interesting to see how she is going to keep his attention for an hour. I'm hoping the girls will nap, and things can be rather calm.. but I doubt it! It's a hell of a lot easier than having to pack everyone into the car and go somewhere, so I'll just suck it up, clean my house, and hope it all goes well.
We finally got some teeth in.. well, one of the babies did.. she got two this morning.. she's been a bit cranky, and I've been loading her up with tylenol, but I think we're in the clear with her for a while.. Now it's on to her sister. She's been the mild mannered one lately, but that's all going to change as her teeth rupture up through her little gums.. 4o teeth! That's what I'm going to look forward to! ugh..
Anyway, I'm hoping that the rain stops, and my husband can get back to work.. it's going to be a long week otherwise.. he's home on vacation all of next week.. yee ha!

Max and Screwby..

My son is watching this as I type.. It's about 2 bunnies, who seem to live by themselves. Occasionally their grandmother pops in, but for the most part it's about this 7 year old bunny named Ruby (or Screwby as I like to call her cause this dumb bunny is really getting screwed!), taking care of her mischievous little brother Max who is 2.

I don't know what it is about this show, but it drives me insane, and makes me wish my kids were still into Barney!

Max is a punk.. of course he's only 2, and has no real parental supervision.. but most 2 year olds can be a bit of a handful anyway.. But this poor little girl, who just wants to be a kid, is always interrupting what little joy she has to give Max a bath, or make his breakfast, or put him to bed.. If I was Ruby, I'd want to know when my parents were coming back, and why child protective services hasn't come to save me by now??

I don't know why I care.. man do I need to get out!

I had my final meeting today with the special ed team at our school. It went really well. I have to say, I absolutely love the people there. They have been so accommodating, and even though it's been a lengthy process, the outcome is what's important. Starting next week, until the end of the school year, they are going to do speech therapy with him once a week, with a therapist that I really like. Then starting in July, they are going to do speech 4 times a week, and the therapist is going to come to my house!

Starting in the fall, they have enrolled him into a very good pre school just down the street from me, and will continue with the speech therapy, once a week, unless they think he requires more. The best part is, they pay for it! The school he'll be attending was one that I had inquired about for my oldest son, but couldn't afford. This is going to be so good for him! This totally makes me not want to move.. but whatever happens, he'll have his IEP, so we can just start over somewhere else.. doesn't that sound fun! Whatever.. the important thing is that all the testing is over.. all the meetings are done, and finally, he's going to get the help he so desperately needs! Yee-ha!!

Carol Brady called, and she wants her hair doo back!!

Here is my little niece.. what a cutie pie she is! Her hair has taken on the 70's fashioning of a young Carol Brady.. the wispy mullet.. A little while ago, she had what I called the "Frank Barone" from Everybody Loves Raymond.. hardly any hair, especially right above her ears.. Anyway, she's gorgeous, and is going to make such a great big sister to her twin babies!

We found the house we want to buy today.. in Madbury.. It's totally 70's, the people who live there chain smoke, and have made the walls a dirty gray. The carpet is totally outdated, probably original. It needs a total makeover, but it has square footage, an in law apartment, and plenty of room.. So, now we have to think, and think and think.. and of course sell our house.. I'm really excited about the prospect of living in Madbury, as the schools are really good..not to mention I'd be a lot closer to my sister.. and her new twins on the way!!! I'm also a bit nervous of having to do so much work.. but the price is right, and that is basically what it comes down to..
We have had two showings here in the past two days.. haven't heard back on either of them yet.. but maybe we'll get into a bidding war.. (yea right!) But at least people are interested.. and damn, my house is clean!!

Living in Kazakhstan..

I made the mistake of suggesting to my husband last weekend that we should rent Borat. My mistake wasn't watching the movie, I loved it! My mistake was not realizing that my husband was going to spend this entire week doing his best Borat impressions, non stop! It's funny, but like most things in life.. it's getting OLD!

BTW, my husband bares a striking resemblance to Borat.. especially in this photo!

Holy Shit Part Duex..

Anyone who has read my blog, may or may not remember my post when I revealed that I was pregnant with twins.. Fittingly titled "Holy Shit"
Well, here's the conclusion to that.. the sequel..
My twin sister is pregnant!! yea! Very exciting.. I can't wait for her to have another baby! She found out a couple of weeks ago, and had been sitting on the news until she had her first doctor's appointment, and got to see the heartbeat. I've been giving her endless shit, for quite a while, that she was going to have twins too, and live the same sleepless nightmare as me! Haha.. Well, last Friday, she had her first ultrasound.. with the same o.b. who delivered my girls.. and lo and behold.. two babies!! Although there was some skepticism on the dr's part because she could only see one heart beat. She had my sister come back yesterday and do another ultrasound to confirm that in fact there were two babies in there!
The ultrasound determined that there were two, and they are identical!! I am so excited for her to be having twins.. None of our friends know.. not yet! But she's given me the great honor of posting this for them to see!! Holy shit huh??

To the where??

I was watching the Today Show this morning, and they had on Beyonce. I don't know the name of the song she was singing, since I'm too old to be a fan of hers.. but the catchy chorus was "to the left, to the left" And she kept moving her hand to the right.. to the right.. And I kept thinking, wtf, wtf?? does she know her left from her right? Good lord.. someone get that girl a tutor!

April Fool..

My poor poor husband.. when will he learn?? 2 years ago, on April Fool's Day (before we had 4 children) I told him that I was pregnant, and even provided him with a positive pregnancy test. (I'm a bit of a pack rat and have all my positive tests) Anyway, I didn't let it go too long, as long as I could not laugh, and let him in on the joke.. Haha..
Well, I thought the days of fooling him like that were long gone, especially since after the girls were born, we cut off any chance of me getting pregnant again (if you catch my tubaligation drift) Anyhoo, being in desperate need of a laugh lately (with most of my kids ill) I decided to try it again.. So, this morning, I told him that I thought I was pregnant, that I just felt like it..yada yada.. And much to my surprise, he's buying it! I figured for sure he wouldn't fall for it again, and it is the first of April.. Poor guy, I guess that's what happens when you prey on someones biggest fear.. So, I told him I was going upstairs to take the test.. and he's freaking out! I can hardly keep a straight face! I come downstairs 3 minutes later (hehe) and I'm pretending to be all sniffly, and say "it's a good thing we're moving" And show him the positive pregnancy test, to which he just throws his head back, and walks away.. But that was it. I didn't let him go any longer, mainly because I couldn't keep from laughing..
And so he fell for it again.. My husband is a bit of a prankster, so to get him like that feels oh so good! It felt even better when I saw the relief come over his face. In an instant I had given him his life back, a life that he might not always be thankful for.. but this morning, I think he might have been, just a little..

Here's Something SUCKY...

Getting up at the ass crack of dawn after a sleepless night with two sick babies, to clean.. get everyone ready and out of the house to show it.. and then have the douche bag that requested to see it over sleep and miss the appointment... Grrr..

Finally!

We have our first showing tomorrow!! Yea! I'm not expecting to sell it at the first showing, but at least someone has sparked some interest!! All that cleaning will need to be touched up..and with two kids sick today it could be tricky.. and of course my mom is actually busy (what?? NOW she's got a life??) well, good for her.. Friday nights are perfect for a couple drinks, some comet, some windex.. It'll be spotless come tomorrow morning! It's all good!

OK, who misses pictures of the babies??

I haven't posted any pictures of the girls recently.. so here's a couple.. I coudn't leave out the boys either.. Here they are giving their sister's some love..

Noll, null, cero, latasi, reido, nolla, zero....

The number of people that showed up for our open house... in seven different languages.. FAHHHHHKKKKK!!!!!!!!!

Poor Poor Jesse..

I put a picture of Jesse Metcalf on my blog a while ago (something about him being in a dream of mine..) Anyway, since I did that, I get a bunch of hits to my blog from people googling his picture.. Well, ever since he entered rehab, that number has doubled! Poor Jesse.. Perhaps the expiration of his gig on Desperate Housewives has thrown him into the arms of the ever soothing, brain numbing, problem solving alcohol.. Another celebrity biting the detox dust.. Ahh.. so sad..

Come and look at my house.. I'm begging you..

I spoke with our realtor today.. "Don't be disappointed if no one shows up tomorrow to the open house.."
Um, how could I not be disappointed?? I have spent every breathing moment this week getting ready for it! It's been a huge undertaking! And I know.. "at least my house is clean.." But that's not the point!
We're going to see a house on Sunday, that I really really like.. it's going to be a bummer if not one person shows up to look at my house.. ugh...

IEP

I met with the special ed. team at my son's school today to go over the results of the evaluation my younger son had there.. He did great in the occupational therapy piece, which I thought he would. However, the speech therapist said his speech was in the 1st percentile.. meaning that 99% of children his age, speak better than him! I wasn't too shocked by this considering how little I understand him, and that he's almost 4.
They have decided to do an Individual Educational Plan (or IEP) for him. Most likely, they will get him speech therapy during the summer, and into pre school this fall. I meet with them again in April. I'm happy that this is finally being resolved.. now I'm freaking out because we just put our house on the market, and this school system has one of the best group of therapists around.. ugh.. a part of me wants to run outside and kick down the for sale sign.. but I also know he can get help elsewhere, as long as I'm constantly fighting for him..
Anyway, in other news.. we have yet to catch a leprechaun! If you can believe that.. and we've been setting that trap every night! My mother has been over my house everyday this week helping me get ready for our first open house.. this Saturday. Lots to clean.. lots to organize! It sucks.. and it's going to suck even more if no one shows up! And I know.. at least my house will be clean in case anyone wants to see it..but it's going to be sooooo hard keeping it clean with 4 kids!

The Leprechaun Trap..

Last week my son had a project to do for school. He had to make a leprechaun trap. I guess it's a big tradition at the school that the kids build a trap, and they spend a good part of the day trying to catch one. Sounds like good old fun.. So, anyway, in true college drop out fashion, we finished the project the morning it was due, we're setting such good examples huh? But we did get it done, and he was happy to bring it to school for all the fun.
He got home from school that day all excited about the day filled full of leprechaun hunting. The leprechaun had apparently come into my son's classroom while they were at lunch and "messed the place up" He threw papers on the floor, turned chairs over.. made a real mess, all the while looking for his pot of gold.. How cute is this? So, then my son tells me, that he wants to set up his leprechaun trap and try to catch one at home.. And someone, please tell me.. why am I such an idiot?? I had no idea that he in fact thought leprechauns were real.. I thought he was in on the hoax, and was just having fun.. So imagine the devastation in response to him wanting to catch a leprechaun when I say "But honey, you know they're not real right?" Long pause.. and then the tears come a pouring down.. Good lord.
So, another lie perpetuated.. and I'm full of apologies, "Of course they're real sweetie, I didn't understand what you said.." ugh! C'mon! Santa, the Easter Bunny, the mother fucking tooth fairy, and now leprechauns? Christ, he's never going to forgive me! Besides, I thought he would have been totally scared at the prospect of a tiny little man combing our house for gold!
It all ended fine though, he thought I had simply misunderstood what he said.. and after he stopped crying, we set up the trap, threw in the gold (a few pennies) and waited til the next morning to see if we had caught a leprechaun.. Of course considering the fact that I'm a college drop out, the trap was pretty lousy, and there was in fact no leprechaun in our trap the next morning.. I think my son was a bit relieved.. what was he going to do with a leprechaun???

Open House..

My husband and I tend to do things in a rather irresponsible and irrational manner when we get something in our heads.. Take today for example.. maybe it wasn't the smartest thing in the world to go to an open house 30 minutes away, with all of our kids, the morning after a major snow storm.. It was still happening.. that's what the realtor told us.. but I guess the realtor's forgot to tell the guy with the plow.. We had to trudge up a very long driveway (and when I say up, I really mean it.. a house perched on a steep hill..) My husband stayed in the car, and the realtor who was parked at the end of the unplowed driveway walked up with me.. We were the only ones that showed up.. We're not getting that house.. At least we don't have to endure the entire weekend wondering if that was the house for us! We're a bunch of idiots!
We did make up all the time the boys had to spend in the car by taking them to lunch at Margarita's.. If you want to get your own half of a restaurant, here's the trick.. you must go around 2, when the lunch crowd has gone, and a few stragglers are still in the main dining area. You also have to have infant twins, and two other young boys.. And there you go! Your very own section of the restaurant. I wasn't insulted that the manager put us as far as possible from the other diners, in a part of the restaurant that was clearly not open for service..I didn't want to ruin anyone else's meal.. and for the record, my kids behaved remarkably! In fact, one of the waitresses came over and commented on how well behaved they all were! hah.. we could have joined the civilized dining room after all!!

Vonage Still Sucks!

And I don't know why!!
I know other people have no issues with it.. and I've called the customer service line (which deserves its own blog entry) But nothing we've tried has helped.. It's still dropping calls all over the place! Having said that, I'm not going back to our regular phone service.. I'm just going to have to deal with the dropped calls. I have, however, started answering my phone like this "Vonage complaint line, can I help you?"

Another Blond Moment..

My husband and I are enjoying some peace and quiet this evening, having a couple drinks, when he reminded me of a blond moment I had a couple of weeks ago.. Here's how it went (and let me first say, I was totally distracted during this conversation, so as blond as it might seem, there really were a dozen things going on in my head- a very dangerous mix for a blond!)

He had just dropped off my oldest son at a birthday party..
"There were only about 4 boys there"
To which I so dumbly replied,
"Were the rest girls?"

Ok, there it is.. we both had a wonderful laugh at this ridiculous question.. hope it gives you all a laugh too!!

For Sale..

Spacious 2 bdrm, 1.5 bath, condex. Finished basement, deck, patio, wood stove, cathedral ceilings, sky light, attic, other room upstairs could be used as den (or another bedroom) recently painted (not this ugly brown..) New roof, new water tank, new well tank, hardwood throughout the downstairs, large professionally landscaped yard, outbuilding, and NO CONDO FEES!! Very charming.. someone please buy it.. also included: one 3 year old boy, almost potty trained!! ;)

I am already tired of dealing with trying to sell our place, trying to find a new one.. It's not going to be fun.. In the past two days, I've had 2 real estate brokers over to look at the place and come up with something for us. I haven't heard back from anyone yet. I don't think we'll go with any of them, a friend of ours is coming over on Sunday, and most likely, we'll go with her. I did like the woman who came over today. She just would not stop about how nice our place was, and how it would be so easy to show. Kiss ass. But I loved it!

We've gotten our good faith approval letter from a mortgage company (yeah!) And we have narrowed down the houses we think we can get.. and afford. I'm sure we won't be staying in our town.. looks like we'll be heading north a bit.. but we knew that going into it. You just get so much more house for your money.. As much as I love this area, we just can't get the space we need with the money we have. Oh well. My son said he'd be ok moving and going to a new school.. That is probably my biggest concern at this point, the kids and the schools. I should have a pool going on when we'll get cold feet and back out of this.. again!

Anyway, I'm off to do some more searching on line for homes.. But isn't this the cutest? Someone out there will want it right??

I brought my son to see a pulmonologist yesterday. Something his dad was supposed to, but on Saturday I found out that he had forgotten to take the time off. Luckily, my mom was able to come over and stay with one of the twins and my youngest son, and I was off to Dartmouth hospital in Manchester, a place that I've unfortunately spent too much time at recently..
The doctor was very nice, and I felt comfortable with proceeding with treatment for what he thinks is asthma. We've gotten him yet another prescription for an inhaler , a stronger one, one with steroids, that he's going to use for a week. If it hasn't helped his cough significantly, then we'll do some more testing, maybe a cat scan on his sinuses.
My husband sent with me a list of questions to ask the doctor, which I did.. reluctantly, because unlike him, I don't think that his cough is caused by something dreadful. I don't think he's got some lung abscess or an immune deficiency problem. He's had a normal chest xray, and he's otherwise a very healthy boy. But the doctor was very nice about explaining to me why it's nothing serious (like cancer).
So, we'll see...
It's been a crazy past few days. We have a realtor coming over to look at our house tomorrow, so that has sent us into panic mode, with all the cleaning, and all the crap we have. My god, we own a lot of shit, and my kids do not need one more friggin toy! My mom came over and helped out with some of the cleaning.. but of course there's still more.
We looked at our first house on Saturday, or more like I looked at it. What a dump. It made me nervous about what type of house we're going to be able to afford. However, with my "excellent" credit (something I didn't have when we bought our first house) I might be helpful with getting a better rate.. we'll see! My husband was disappointed last night to find out that my credit was 45 points higher than his, and only rated as "good" credit!
I'm currently at work, wishing that I didn't have the sniffles..something I've been holding onto for the last few days. I'm tired of blowing my nose, and more tired of seeing the back of my husbands head during the night as he heads downstairs because I'm snoring so loud! Snoring just seems like something old men do.. not blond haired blue eye breast feeding moms! Ya know?? Ugh.. such is life though.. at least I'm getting the bed to myself (with a twin thrown in here and there!)

The husband is at band practice this afternoon.. even though I'm sick.. not puking sick, but head cold sick.. I asked him to stay home, and he just smiled at me.. I know he loves playing music, but c'mon! He asked me if I wanted him to quit... I don't. I want him to want to quit..but that ain't ever going to happen!

Sick, sick and some more sick..

I have been up to my eyeballs in sick kids for the past 10 or so days.. It has so sucked.. The babies have this horrible cough that does nothing but keep them awake all hours of the night. The boys are also coughing, more so for my oldest one.. and that is just freaking his dad right out because we've been battling his cough for almost 8 months now.. He sees a pulmonologist on Monday.. My youngest was out of commission for a few days, just sleeping on the couch, I must say, I enjoyed that tremendously! But he's back in full form, although the flu he had has only given him enough juice to last a few hours, which makes the rest of the day a living hell for me because nothing anyone does is ever good enough, and then it's whine city.. I miss that little boy asleep on my couch! I know how bad that is, but dang, it was a nice break from his usual antics!
In the middle of all of this, we've decided to start looking for a new house.. And I might be crazy, but we've decided to try to find a place with an in law apartment, or finished walk out basement for my mom. Why on earth would we do this? Because we need a bigger house, and she'll pay rent. It all boils down to money.. Well, one of the babies is now talking in her crib.. time to wipe some noses.. and get on with my day.. tgiff!

McAsswipe..

Ok, I know I'm just jealous.. but my husband and I are guessing the only reason that McDreamy is looking so fabulously happy, and well rested is because of all the McNanny's him and his wife can McHire.. Generally, I'm a big fan of the McHunkaburnin'love, but right now, after 3-4 hours of sleep, he looks like a big McDoofus! Grrr..

Happy Birthday Little Miss!!

My niece just had her 2nd birthday.. here she is being sung to.. who loves this head band by the way? Olivia Newton John has some competition!

I'm Getting What I Pay For..

This is how I'm feeling toward Vonage.. We've had it about 6 weeks, and frankly, it's sucking...
I know some of it are user issues.. like the fact that half the time I can't my voice mail and I don't know why. But more importantly, for some reason whenever I get an important phone call, like from my sons school, the call inadvertently gets dropped. It's annoying me. Having said that, I don't intend on getting rid of it.. I guess for 14.99 a month I'll have to deal with all the drop calls and lousy reception..

We picked up his new glasses today.. how handsome is he? He's been trying them on all day.. he only needs them for distance, but surprisingly, everything looks so much clearer!

WTF is this??

And why is it in my house?

Three of my four kids are sick.. runny noses, one with a fever. That's all I'm going to say about that.. you can only guess what fun it's been at my house.
I got my oldest son his glasses the other day.. Spongebob frames. Yup, that's right! Those were the only ones he would go for, and he got all shy about trying on any other ones. But don't think that they have Sponge-boob all over them. You would never know.. they just put some stickers on the lenses to attract the kids, there's also a small picture of him on the arm of the glasses that face your neck, so no one would ever see it. Anyhoo, he'll get those next week sometime.
My husband has been on vacation this week, which for some reason has left me useless. I don't know what it is about having him home, but I just can't seem to get anything done. I did get two naps in today with one of the sick girls.. that was nice, and something I never get to do! Yesterday my mother in law took the boys and I out to lunch. That was very nice.. the hubby stayed home with the girls, and we arrived back 2 hours later to a not so happy house.. Apparently lunch with his mother shouldn't take that long.. um, ok.. I'll make sure she hurries up next time.. she's only 76 for crying out loud! And when do I ever get to go out to lunch with just my boys??
Anyway, I don't really have much else of interest to post (like the above was interesting at all..) But it's Friday, and it's raining, instead of snow.. we have water in our basement (where my nephew lives) He called us at 5 from work to tell us that his work clothes were wet, and the basement must be leaking.. yup it is, but for once the fact that he's a total slob has worked in our favor because all of his clothes laying on the floor have soaked up the water.. Good boy!

Sneak Peek for McP..

Here it is.. I hope you like it.. I'll mail it out tomorrow!!

Eyes, and Ears..

It was a day of checking to see if things worked.. on the boys anyway. My youngest son had his hearing test today, and passed with flying colors! Apparently when I'm begging him to stop whining, he can hear me just fine.. My husband brought my oldest in for his eye test at the doctor's, and he needs glasses. A part of me feels bad, and worried about any teasing he might get at school, but another part of me can't wait to see how friggin cute he's going to look in a pair of glasses! I'm hoping that the other 1st graders will embrace him, and be a bit jealous of his new specs.. but we'll see. He only has to wear them to see the board, and things like that.. He's going to look as smart as he really is!

This made me cry tonight.. I can't imagine what their family is going through.. I am so thankful for having healthy children, but it really makes you realize that life is not fair, and that it could change in an instant..

My First Date..

It wasn't really a date.. I was only 9, and in the third grade.. but he was the cutest boy in class, and he asked me to go to Happy Wheels (the local rollerskating rink). I was totally giddy at the idea of going with him.. he was dark, and handsome, not so much on the tall side.. but what a cutie!
I don't remember a lot about that day in particular, I do remember scrounging up money in case he didn't pay for me.. I think his mom must have taken us..but anyway, it was pretty exciting.. That is until we got there.. We were having fun just skating around. Holding hands a little bit.. The butterflies were afluttering.. And then, from out of nowhere, during a break, he pulled me aside and offered me a cigarette. He had a carton of Marlboro Red's on him. ?? I have no idea how a boy of nine got a carton of butts, but I was totally turned off, and that was the last time we ever had any interaction. I was just terrified.