This Saturday Tony and I presented Kelsey with a trade- her favorite fashionably torn denimn mini for a new clean cut one and three Roxy t's. "Mom, it's COOL. Everyone wears ripped up clothes; it's what's in," she pleaded. We stuck to our guns.
So this morning I have no idea what happened but somehow my shirt came out of the dryer torn, and I didn't notice until we got it on. Putting a shirt on right now requires lots of help and is not a fun process. Since I wasn't going anywhere today I decided to leave it on. Kelsey came in the kitchen and said, "Oh, mom! I don't think you should wear this shirt; it's torn all over the back."
As she held my shirt in her cute little hands I replied, "That's the style. Everyone is wearing ripped up clothes."
Sometimes it's fun to be the mom.
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Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
A little out of it
A week and a half ago I underwent surgery on my shoulder. It looked much like the picture you see here. I chose the picture with the dummy because, well, me right now is not a pretty sight. The second picture is what I have to wear for 6 weeks. It completely immobilizes my shoulder- no that's not an apple she's holding, it prevents hand cramping. It's not too bad, except it's hard to sleep with. Much thanks to family and friends we've had lots of help. The doctor said I should be able to move my arm again in a few months with physical therapy. I'm looking forward to getting my arm back, and so is my hair! 
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Arrr a fun family home evening
Monday we took the kids to the Pirates show in Anaheim/ Buena Park with some friends. There were several chances for the kids to participate. It was a great time! I wondered from the perspective of the little guys how realistic everything seemed. My favorite part? "Enjoy your meal; it'll be your last!"
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The Anti-posting post
So here's the excuse: Whenever we are doing any revamping in the house the posting has to take a back seat and, well- you think we may have vanished off the face of the earth! The reality is, this is what we've been up to. Yes, it's bad. And I yearn for cupboard doors back on hinges and wine glasses in racks, not on my dining room table. The cupboards themselves are stained and drawers are back in. The doors are waiting patiently for stain in the garage.