Courtesy of NatalieDee.com
Day 27 =
Posted by katandkarl at 6:42 PM
Day 20 was not without its moments of peril.
Like when I picked the kids up today (after driving in the oh so lovely sleet) and was trying to get both of them and all their bags, coats, hats and lunchboxes out of their respective classrooms (we have a routine - I get Nora first and she and I walk across the hall to Nate's classroom to collect him) and Nate's preschool teacher said to me, "You're leaking" and, unthinking, I put a hand to my, uh, boobal area and awkwardly stared at my own chest for waaaaay too long before I realized she CLEARLY was talking about Nora's school bag, which was, in fact, leaking water from one of her sippy cups through the bag and onto the floor and NOT (so, so not) my boobs, which don't even produce milk anymore. Thankfully, we both looked at each other and burst into laughter. Then, I turned about 8 shades of red and almost died of embarrassment. Then we laughed some more. (We laughed so loud Nate grabbed my arm and loudly whispered "BE QUIET MOMMY!" like a little angsty teenager.) I think my face might be flushing right now as I tell you... followed by some more (only slightly deranged) laughter and maybe some more blushing. Clearly, more sleep is needed. JAYSUS.
For this week's Get Out of February Free activity we made mud pies. My child, who for the most part doesn't mind getting dirty, OBJECTED to touching the dirt (we had to water it to make mud). I insisted he do so and provided him with some latex gloves (which we somehow have a whole box of - either from Nora's birth or from an emergency grocery store trip after the last time I got jalapeno juice in my eye... I can't remember).
Anyway, all systems GO. MUD PIES!!
Posted by katandkarl at 7:01 PM
Posted by katandkarl at 9:08 PM
So, it's six days into the dreaded month of February and we're all ALIVE AND WELL.
Day 1 started with a funeral (a sweet neighbor) so that wasn't so good.
But, since then, we've all been healthy (it's a CHRISTMAS MIRACLE... one month later) and (relatively?) happy!
We even did some grooming! (When you spend two weeks in pajama pants with small people coughing and sneezing all over you, grooming takes a back seat. You should see my eyebrows. They are still not recovered.)
Nate's hair was OUT OF CONTROL in his eyes so we took him to get a cut and the stylist (do they get that title at the kiddo salon?) convinced us to get NK's mull trimmed as well. We opted OUT of the first haircut package that comes with a commemorative lock of hair (I find this creepy). For the record, I have trimmed the back of her hair a few times but this was her first official cut - complete with clips and a blow dry. Fancy, right?
Let the H2T (head to toe) posing commence: