Pet Peeve

When you buy a brand new string of Christmas lights and there are already burnt out bulbs.

Is there something missing???

If you're noticing that something is missing, you're right. I had to delete a few posts (nothing of importance, really) because they had my blog all of of alignment. I don't like my blog being all out of whack, so I had to fix it. Call it a pet peeve. I have alot of pet peeves. I have another - but that will be another post.

Who woulda thunk it?

You Are a Liberal Republican

When you tell people that you're Republican, they rarely believe you. That's because you're socially liberal - likely pro-choice and pro-gay rights. You're also not so afraid of big goverment, as long as it benefits people and not politicians. You are the most likely of any Republican type to swing over to the Democrat side sometimes.

What political persuasion are you?

I come from a Democratic family, and up until now, thought I followed more the Democratic party.

Out of town

As soon as Mike gets off work today we're taking the kids and heading up to Minnesota for the weekend. Figured it would be a nice getaway for us. And The Boy will probably love Camp Snoopy at Mall of America. Plus we're staying in a hotel that has an indoor pool/kiddie waterpark.

It might be a little crazy that we're going to take a 6 hour drive there, only to come back home tomorrow, but it'll make for a great memory.

Behind

I realized I haven't posted in a couple weeks. Shame on me.

Lots of new happenings to report.

We're in the midst of potty training The Boy. Yes, we're finishing up Week 2. He's grasped the idea nicely, and is making progress. But - we do have some poop issues. The other night I thought we were making some progress. I got home with the kids, The Boy made a peepee on the potty as soon as we walked through the door and a few minutes later he's talking about poop - so we took him back into the bathroom. Well, he wanted the door closed, and told Mike to leave. So he did, and we closed the door. Next thing we know, we hear "POOPOO!!!" So we head in there, and peer into the toilet. AND. THERE. IT. WAS. Poop!

I could feel tears come to my eyes. Now, only a mother can truly get emotional over a gigantic turd.

It wasn't just the potty training that go me all emotional. We also bought The Boy a twin sized bed last Sunday. He's officially in a real BIG BOY bed.

In less than a month my baby boy will be THREE.

Let's see ... what else has been going on. Oh yes! Our adorable twin neices! "B" came home last week, so we got to "meet" her last Friday (we had seen her before, but never got to hold her). I held the little peanut for a long while. She was blissfully sleeping in my arms, and passing gas like YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE. The girl could beat out any big, burly man in a farting contest if you were judging on rankness. That girl stinks. And I don't mean just a little stink. I'm talking the kind of stink that would PEEL OFF WALLPAPER. P. U.

Her sister, "A" followed home shortly. But we just got news yesterday that she was back in the hospital. She stopped breathing the night before. I guess they just think it was a reflex and that she was sent home too early. Hopefully she'll be home for good soon.

The girls will be 8 weeks old tomorrow. Their 2 month birthday is in 6 days. It's hard to believe they're already almost 2 months old, and we're not even to their due date yet.

How time is flying.