Well my whole family just got home from Portland. The report...it was really cold there, and WET. They of course left Erica and Landon again, and today she will probably cry. Which is OK. They did however, bring the cold and wet weather home with them. It will be 20 degrees colder today than it was yesterday, with a chance of showers, which sucks. I am ready for SUMMER! I want it to be warm and not windy. I want it to rain and not snow.
We spent the day in the city yesterday. It started out good, but for all of you out there who have ever dragged two 20 month old babies from store to store to store...you know that after about two stores, they are cranky, and then Chris thought that it would be funny to throw his binky out the side of the stroller, but I didn't see and we strolled away. Then I had a cranky baby who was yelling "Bink!" at me.
We bought more at Target, which only made Brooklyn mad because she didn't get any new binkys. She doesn't take a binky, but we had to buy more for her to keep her from screaming at the top of her lungs right there in the middle of Target.
Lets not forget to mention the humongous goose egg that Chris got in Old Navy when he tripped and fell on the cement floor, which caused him to scream, again.
Needless to say, Shane won't be getting exactly what he wanted this birthday.
Sorry Honey.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Welcome Home!
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Your right, I did cry. Although in my defense, I'm pregnant, I have a severe sinus infection, and I miss my family. I wish that you could have come out with everyone, we missed you!
Well I suppose that I'll let you use the part about missing your family as an excuse, but you would have cried even if you weren't pregnant, and if you were totally healthy!!
She's right Erica.
Yeah, Jeff's birthday is tomorrow too--remember last year when I tried to make those plaster of paris hand prints of Jack and Lachlan. I bought 4 of them and only one worked. It was so bad that I sat down in my plaster-filled kitchen and bawled for an hour about my un-happy birthday present misery.
yeah, yeah, yeah
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