Summer

Our summer is in full swing. We are busy with soccer still. Alyssa's team is still kicking butt. And we have spent lots of time at gramma's house. So thankful she has that gorgeous pool!

No I didn't...

My Alyssa stepped on an earring. Of course I immediately took the earring out of her foot instead of grabbing my camera! Duh, what kind of mom would take a picture before relieving their child of agony?

Slacker

Wow... I have sure been a slacker... I'm about to pick Ally up from soccer practice, then pick up Jacob from football practice, and then finish my Zumba tape that I have started like three times today.............. and then I will post. :o)

I can't wait...

Dearest Grandma

Dear Grammi,

I just wanted to let you know that you are no longer able to give me gum. Today you graciously gave me a piece of gum and I loved it. But on the way home I laughed too hard and the gum fell out of my mouth into my beautiful straight hair. My mommy got really mad. I'm sorry that I wasted the gum but I was laughing really hard.

My mommy is pretty mad, so you might want to stay out of her way. She will calm down after her bath!

Love,
Jada

PS If momma tells you she is gonna come over there and get you, she means it! :o)



Notice my sad face gramma...

Jada-ism #499

Today Jada was talking in the backseat of the car. She has been jabbering the entire hour-long car ride, so I had tuned her out.

All of a sudden I heard her say, "I was talking to myself. I said something impressive!"

I started cracking up! It was the funniest thing... :o)

Tooth!

So let me tell you a little story...

Last week my hubby took me on a cruise. We left Sunday without our children. Remember we just took them ALL in June. We headed out and the trip began gloriously. We lounged around, worked-out, enjoyed the sauna, got massages... We especially enjoyed just being together without interruptions.

On Tuesday my back tooth freaked out. I don't know what the heck happened, but it just woke up and I thought I was going to die. I started taking Motrin. It helped a little, but I had to take it very often in order to be able to function.

On Wednesday we went into Puerto Vallarta and got some more medicine, at a Wal-Mart of course.

On Thursday we went into Mazatlan and got more medicine...

On Friday we went into Cabo San Lucas and got even more medicine. I even contemplated having it pulled. In Mexico! My tooth was really just flipping out.

By Saturday I wanted to throw myself off the ship. I considered my options and bid farewell to my husband. He gently urged me to reconsider. He took me to the ship doctor instead. He said I had an absess and gave me antibiotics and more pain medicine. I went to bed so I wouldn't throw myself overboard.

On Sunday I cried, sobbed, and begged for them to let me off the ship first! They were really nice to us and let us get off as soon as we cleared customs.

My dentist couldn't see me so he sent in a prescription for more pain medicine and a different antibiotic. I'm a lightweight when it comes to medicine. I take children's Benedryl to go to sleep, but let me tell you--- I was taking Percocet and Vicodin every three hours. And in between I was pacing the floor, crying my eyes out!!

I was a mess. I finally got my tooth fixed, a root canal, and the dentist decided to let the absess clear up by itself. So back to bed I went for 4 more days!! I started to get better slowly and was finally up and about by the weekend. I went back to the dentist yesterday and he saw that I was still swollen so he finally decided to drain the absess. OMG it was amazing... I felt so much better after that. He spent a full 15 minutes just squeezing extra blood out of my face!! Weird!

So I said all that to say that I'm doing ok... Thanks for the well-wishes via facebook. I'm actually back at work, after two weeks off!! My husband was amazing during this entire ordeal and I never would have survived the cruise without him, because I would have jumped into the shark infested water!! Thanks honey bear. I owe you big time!

Jada-isms # 349

The other day Jada woke up wet. (She still sleeps in a pull-up). Her pull up had leaked all over my bed because she may have been sleeping with me. I was headed to Starbucks so I didn't clean her up right away. I just threw some clean clothes on her, deciding to hold off on the bath until I had my coffee.

So we headed out to the garage and Jada refused to walk on the garage floor without shoes on. I told her like three times to just come on because I knew she was going to have a bath as soon as we got home. But she refused to step into the garage because she didn't have shoes on and didn't want to get her feet dirty.

So I said to her, "Jada!!! Come on. You can walk out here. You just peed on yourself and you don't care about that, so who cares about your feet?"

And my sweet genius child replied to me, "But mom, I didn't pee on my feet!"

And she was right! :o)