Are you scared?
Emily has some minor obsessions with animals. She loves elephants, frogs, dogs, and horses. She actually plays with a frog that lives in our yard. I actually felt sorry for the little guy and placed him outside the fence thinking she was torturing him by taking him for car rides and walks. He came back in the yard though so he must need some excitement in his life. Now though Em has become obsessed with spiders... In the not so good sort of way. You known, like people probably think I am beating her when she sees one. This happens every time we go outside, it gives me something to look forward to, because you all know I love hearing her scream like a banshee. The little shit actually pretends now too that she is holding one and when you go to look she pretends to throw it at you, then she will ask you if you were scared.... So, that is a game now that I have to play at least 150 times a day. Being the type of person that I am, tomorrow when she is at daycare I plan to buy those fake little spiders and play the same game with her. It should be fun....
Keith is in the field for training for two weeks. Yesterday was my first day and it was a refresher for what it was like when he was in Iraq. I put Em to bed at 7:30 and I followed suit around 9.
I have nothing for you people... Again we didn't go to craft class. It is my fault, I spent the morning with a person hanging from my leg and/or saying the word "Mommy" so much I felt the need to bang my head several times into the wall... I just didn't feel up to dealing with another crazy person. Not only that but it's just been a shitty kind of morning. First I cleaned up dog shit outside so Em could play out there and maybe not be up my ass for a few minutes... Then I cleaned up the cat shit. While I was in the process Emily comes strolling up behind me and she reeks of shit herself. Sure enough, I had to clean up more shit. You know it's going to be a good day when you are constantly cleaning up shit first thing in the morning. On a positive note (Because, you know me, I try to look on the bright side), last night, Bree's little pain in the ass took Em's dirty diaper that I took off to bathe her. The little shit tore it to shreds under the bed. You know how happy I was about this... But as I said, on a positive note, it did not have shit in it.
It's exciting times my friends...So, I started making out a Christmas List for Emily's family. I put on it Disney movies and then had to clarify that I did not want movies with Wicked Witches and/or animals that die in it. Then I thought about and that pretty much rules out any Disney movies, doesn't it? Don't you think that's strange? Disney... Magical, scary,and morbid all rolled into one. She's only two people... I don't want to have to explain to her what happened to Bambi's Mommy just yet... And those witches are pretty friggin scary for a cartoon. That is all I need is her sleeping in my bed all the damn time because of Snow White's step mother... Joy.
Well, I am off for another glorious day... Later
Edited to add You Tuebsday from Stacie.
Here is a little insight into the whine... I thought I would share since it's so special.
Keith is in the field for training for two weeks. Yesterday was my first day and it was a refresher for what it was like when he was in Iraq. I put Em to bed at 7:30 and I followed suit around 9.
I have nothing for you people... Again we didn't go to craft class. It is my fault, I spent the morning with a person hanging from my leg and/or saying the word "Mommy" so much I felt the need to bang my head several times into the wall... I just didn't feel up to dealing with another crazy person. Not only that but it's just been a shitty kind of morning. First I cleaned up dog shit outside so Em could play out there and maybe not be up my ass for a few minutes... Then I cleaned up the cat shit. While I was in the process Emily comes strolling up behind me and she reeks of shit herself. Sure enough, I had to clean up more shit. You know it's going to be a good day when you are constantly cleaning up shit first thing in the morning. On a positive note (Because, you know me, I try to look on the bright side), last night, Bree's little pain in the ass took Em's dirty diaper that I took off to bathe her. The little shit tore it to shreds under the bed. You know how happy I was about this... But as I said, on a positive note, it did not have shit in it.
It's exciting times my friends...So, I started making out a Christmas List for Emily's family. I put on it Disney movies and then had to clarify that I did not want movies with Wicked Witches and/or animals that die in it. Then I thought about and that pretty much rules out any Disney movies, doesn't it? Don't you think that's strange? Disney... Magical, scary,and morbid all rolled into one. She's only two people... I don't want to have to explain to her what happened to Bambi's Mommy just yet... And those witches are pretty friggin scary for a cartoon. That is all I need is her sleeping in my bed all the damn time because of Snow White's step mother... Joy.
Well, I am off for another glorious day... Later
Edited to add You Tuebsday from Stacie.
Here is a little insight into the whine... I thought I would share since it's so special.