Tagged Again

This is for Teresa, who tagged me. I'm supposed to list 6 fascinating facts about myself. I'll try to make them fascinating. Really.

1. I have a potty-mouth. Literally. I think poo is hilarious, and I love jokes about it. I love stories about it. It's the great equalizer; everybody poops.

2. I must have a clean kitchen. My mood is greatly affected by the cleanliness of my kitchen. You will nary find a dirty dish in my sink. In the same vein, I make my bed about once a month. The rest of the house can go to heck, but the kitchen must be clean.

3. I love cake with butter cream frosting. I think about cake a lot. Mmmmmm....cake.

4. I have 1 sister and 4 brothers. My sister is the oldest, I'm the youngest, and four boys are in between.

5. I watched Transformers with Nils, and I didn't hate it. In fact, I have a crush on Optimus Prime. He's so noble and transformey.

6. I don't like to vacuum.

Teresa, I hope this shows you how much I love and care for you.

Cinnalicious

I ate approximately 30 cinnamon bears today. I feel that by confessing it, it's like it never happened. The bag was full this morning.


This poor little fella was among the casualties. Before I bit his head off.

After I bit his head off, but before I ate the rest of him.


Someone stop me.

I Heart Prozac

It took a whole month and I was skeptical that it would work, but this week I feel better! I don't have nervous butterflies in my stomach for no reason and I don't feel like I'm going to hell! Isn't that great?

Hooray for Prozac!

MFEO

I was lovingly caressing Nils' forehead with my foot. He said, "Your foot smells."

"Like roses?" I asked. He responded, "Yeah, that a dog took a dump on."

We're so MFEO.

ps- I was caressing his forehead with my foot because he's lying on the floor waiting for me to get off the computer. Not because I'm a freak or anything.

Life

Since the disastrous Enrichment, I've tried to talk to as few people as possible. This has resulted in a very boring, non-blog worthy life. So, here's a brief update:

Addie decided not to be potty-trained anymore. I think she realized how much work it is. After a couple of days of changing her pants 5+ times and washing poo out of more panties than I care to remember, she's back in diapers. She's totally fine with that, and I don't have the mental prowess to deal right now. We'll try again in a couple of months.

Anders is in preschool and LOVING it. He's learning to read and came home with his first book last week. He's very eager to learn everything about everything. Preschool is helping a lot.

Aani is growing a lot, laughing, cooing and is crying as little as possible. She is, however, not doing so hot during the night. She's still in our room and I think it's about time we separate. We're tired. Time to start boot camp. I dread it, but the rewards are so wonderful. We just have to figure out where to put everyone. For those of you who have more kids than bedrooms, how do you sleep train a baby without waking up the other kids? Seriously, I need advice.

Nils is doing well at work and in school. Next week is fall break, so he only has class one night. Hooray! He also has Thursday and Friday off of work next week, so he can work on the basement. Then over the weekend, his whole family is coming up to help work on the basement. Maybe we'll get some sheet rock hung!

Greatest of the Latest

Lickin' the bowl

Chillin' on a Sunday morning

At Nunn's Park on a Sunday afternoon

The Boy and his Baby