Between the Sheets

My baby turns four on Sunday.  Four!  She celebrated by puking in my bed last night.  Oh don't worry, my bed is used to it from the previous night when Adrienne puked in my bed.  My bed is Puke Central.  Of course, I mostly feel bad for my poor, sick munchkins, but I also certainly feel bad for me.  And my barfy bed.  Happily, A got it all out of her system and has been a picture of health ever since.  Fingers crossed the same goes for M because who wants to be sick on her birthday/Easter?!

In celebration of my dear girl's birthday, let me just say a couple things:
* Is there anything in the world like your first born baby?  (That is my last semi-sentimental thought because I'm already crying.  Lack of sleep does that to me.)
* Molly was 12 days late to enter the world.  Twelve.  Days.  That's a lot of days when you're a giant walrus.  I tried everything including eating macaroni and cheese with A1 sauce to get her out.  Finally I bribed her: "tell you what, little baby, at some point before you turn four you can hurl in my bed.  You won't be able to do that if you never get out of my Me."
* She was born on a Tuesday and theoretically should be "full of grace."  Grace is her middle name, but that's all the grace my sweet girl has.  "Tuesday's child is full of puke" might be a more appropriate line to the rhyme.
* Her baby book (and A's too for that matter) only goes to age five.  I'm sorry, what?  Baby book people?  Do you HAVE children?  Are they NOT your babies after age five?!  It makes me insane.  I want a baby book that goes to age 65 please.  After that she can keep track of things on her own, but I think 65 is reasonable.

Have a fantastic Easter weekend, friends.  Here's hoping everyone keeps their jelly beans down.

The Best WWW Wednesday of the Year

It's September 29th!!  Want to know who shares my birthday?  Bryant Gumbel, Jerry Lee Lewis and Taime Downe.  Oh, you don't know who Taime Downe is?  I didn't either.  He was the lead singer of Faster Pussycats.  Nope, didn't ring any bells for me either.  So I did some YouTube research... here's their rendition of You're So Vain.  He's so taime, he probably thinks this blog is about him.  Just kidding buddy!  I'm downe with your very 80s video!

Now on to more important Wednesday tasks:
Whine: I was supposed to get a new phone for my birthday, but the company (which shall remain nameless AT This time) game me such a hard time about contracts, etc. I walked out sans my new phone I've been dreaming about for the past YEAR.  Boo.
Wish:  *blows out candles* I wish sweet little Adrienne would please resume her regularly scheduled naptime.  Her naps have been sporadic at best this week and it's throwing my carefully planned blog reading itinerary into a tizzy.
Woo-hoo:  It's been such a fun day!  My friends are family are second to none with their birthday wishes, Molly has been nothing short of angelic (angelic for her that is) and is going fishing at her Grandpa's tonight, Jim's home, a book I was waiting for at the library came in, and Mexican Chowder is on the menu for dinner tonight (with sorbet for dessert!).  So far this age is working out nicely for me. 

A birthday commercial: