Thursday, February 19, 2009

Weird

This is my husband's chapstick and I am baffled at how it got shaped this way. All of my chapstick is either completely flat or has the more common, lipstick shape. How on earth do you get THIS SHAPE from using chapstick?



The only thing I could come up with is that he uses it inbetween his lips, not on his lips?

Of course I could ask him how he applies chapstick, but that wouldn't be nearly as entertaining.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Mom of the Year

Today went really well. The boys and I made it to playgroup by 9:30, had nap time and lunch (that actually required cooking)! Made a trip to the bx for some new shoes for Carter and some milk. We played on the playground afterwards, everyone was peachy keen. I was even cooking my favorite BBQ fried chicken and hashbrown casserole for dinner when things went terribly, terribly wrong.
As I'm cooking dinner I hear Carter say, "Clay, popcorn?". Carter and I had eaten popcorn earlier in the day and I just knew he had fed some to the baby. I asked Carter very seriously, "Carter, did you feed Clay popcorn?" and he obediently nodded his head. I did a few finger sweeps and right as I was about to give up, swept a popcorn kernel out of the young 2 month old babe's mouth. Wow, please nominate me for mom of the year right away.
To make the evening go just a little smoother, I chopped the end of the dog's tail off.
Yes, you heard me right, there was a piece. of tail. not connected. to the dog's body. laying on my floor.



As Bailey was coming in from eating dinner (she eats outside because she's a horribly messy eater) I closed the door a millisecond too early. I tried to bandage the thing, but tails are slippery. Meanwhile the dog's bleeding all over the place, the kids are both crying (luckily I was able to call a neighbor to watch the kiddos while I took Bailey) and I feel like the greatest human being ever. A yelp and a piece of tail later, and we were at the vet.
There wasn't enough skin to sew it back together, luckily it was only about 1/4 in of tail. They bandaged it best they could, and we're doing daily dressing changes, antibiotics, and anti-inflammatories. She has an E-collar and if she can't stop wagging her tail we've got to attach it to her leg. My in laws are in town and happened to be at the DMZ today, so they came home to a lady they didn't know watching the kids and blood on the wall. Hmmm, I'm pretty sure they feel really great about leaving me alone with the kiddos now.
It's awful, it's gross (believe me, I carried the "tail" to the vet with me, be glad I didn't take a picture of that.) and I feel like Mom of the Year.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

10 lbs, 12.5 oz.







Look at me, or wait, don't...I'm nursing a baby over here.

My friend Kat came over the other day to teach me a few sewing skills and help me make this wonderful nursing cover. It's about time I started using one since Clay will soon be old enough to refuse to nurse under it and and not everyone in Korea likes to see my nipples.








Kat also gave me a pattern for pajama pants and I'm planning on making the boys some matching ones, so stay tuned....

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Self diagnosis: crazy

I have some weird things about me that have developed more in the past few years since I've had children. I always like strong smells, but it really started when I was pregnant with Carter. I would linger at the gas station a little longer every time I stopped to get gas because I loved the smell. I wouldn't always wash my hands immediately after cleaning with bleach. Nowadays, while I still love those smells my absolute favorite is Pine-Sol. Every Thursday my house is drenched in it from our ajima, and I try to be home when she mops the floor. I love the smell of it just wafting through the house. A new smell that I never noticed I like is my Almay eye makeup remover. I probably take off my eye makeup more often than others.
While I still enjoy Yankee Candles and freshly baked cookies, if they sold gasoline candles or bleach scented markers, I'd buy 'em. Heck, I'd wear pine-sol perfume if they made it.
Not that Cory would get within 10 feet of me, but you'd know why I was walking around with a dumb grin on my face all day.

**disclaimer I do not huff or sniff these scents in an irresponsible manner, I just happen to enjoy the smell more than most when they are around.

Monday, February 2, 2009

Things I never thought I'd say 2nd edition

"We DO NOT stab with forks."

"You can't have a cookie until you finish your ice cream."

"If you bite your brother's head one more time..."

"Do NOT touch the dog there."

"You don't have to lie to me if you're pooping. It's okay to poop."