Last night I fell asleep on the couch watching ER. The kids were in the bedroom asleep. The family bedroom and the living room are right next to each other and the door was closed. Well, Josh woke me up at 11:30 and said that Dawson was crying. Was he EVER! I ran in there and he was hysterical. I have no idea how long my baby cried. :( I will never EVER lay down in the living room and get comfortable again without making sure the door is open. He was clingy all day and didn't take his afternoon nap until 3pm. The first time I tried to get him down for a nap, I had to get up and answer the door (it was Megan coming back with her nana). He woke up and threw up. He hadn't even cried more than a wail to let me know he was awake because I ran strait back to him. My poor baby. :(
I did get a lot done today despite the events of last night and this afternoon. I picked up the whole house, mopped the wood floors (everything but bedrooms and living room.), sewed a pair of pj pants (except for the hem), made a roast that I shared with my IL's and took out all the trash in the house.

I forgot that yesterday I fell outside my house. I carried D out to get the mail and when I got there I realized I should have brought a bag with me. I hadn't picked up my mail in 3 or 4 days!! Anwyay, I was carrying him back in one arm and had a load of mail in the other. I stepped down on a rock and fell. I landed hard on my knees and elbows. I dropped all the mail and protected D's head from hitting the brick walkway. He came pretty darn close to bashing the back of his head. :( I'm fine except for a badly scraped elbow.

Our house got gutters today. (this is the house we are fixing up.) We were supposed to move into it in October and there is still so much more to be done. It feels like we will never get there. I am hopeful we will live there by summer though.

The other day I called Megan my "baby." She said "No! Baby Bubba" and pointed at Dawson. I said "your not my baby?" She said "No" again. I said "Do you want to be my big girl?" Again she said "no." So, I said "Well if you aren't my baby and you aren't my big girl, what do you want to be?" She said "I Mimi." :) Your exactly right Megan. Mimi has kindof stuck. It fits her. It almost feels funny calling her Megan now, like its formal or something. She calls herself Mimi and we have all picked it up. It probably won't last forever though. I love the stage she is in right now, but it is SO incredibly stressful and trying on my patience. She has such an overwhelming personality. She screams with as much entheusiasm as she laughs. Her persistance is wearing. Like today, I told her that she couldn't have marshmellows. She got right in my face and smiled, turned on the charm. She batted her eyelashes (Where did she get *that?*), nodded her head and said "mimi, mallow. Doo Do" (Mimi, marshmallow, thank you.) I really need to decide what to be absolutely firm with and what I can let go because the power struggles are getting harder, not easier. She actually told me (after I had told her not to tell me "no" when she insisted on dumping water of D's head in the tub) the other day "Don't tell Mimi no." She told my MIL the same thing. Its scary what kids pick up from us and I need to do a better job of reminding myself of that everytime I do or say something. She is SO incredibly observant and intelligent. It scares me to think of what she could be picking up from me sometimes.

I thought I just "post"ed this to come back to...I see it published too. Oh well, here are my answeres now...

1. If you could eat dinner with and "get to know" one famous person (living or dead), who would you choose? Princess Di

2. Has the death of a famous person ever had an effect on you? Who was it and how did you feel? not really I guess. I am sad anytime someone I like dies. Chris Farley I will always miss.

3. If you could BE a famous person for 24 hours, who would you choose? Jennifer Anniston :p

4. Do people ever tell you that you look like someone famous? Who? When I was younger and had the same hairsyle as Jennifer Grey had in Dirty Dancing, I was told that I look like her.

5. Have you ever met anyone famous? I met Jim Davis, the creator of Garfield at a wedding. He was the photographer for a family friend's wedding. She worked for him as his son's Nanny. I also met the guy who played Captain Kangaroo at my sister's graduation from college. He was the keynote speaker. I have met several political famous people (nobody really huge though), but that doesn't really thrill me. lol

Now you have a picture of Dawson and can see that he is nearly the same size as his sister who is nearly 20 months older than he is. Their proportions above the waist are just about the same and in fact some of his measurments are a little bigger than hers. His legs are shorter of course so he isn't nearly as tall. But, compared to what she weighed and looked like at that age, hes a giant. LOL Oh, she still outweighs him by 2.5 lbs. :D

Thank you Rebekka! {{{crosses fingeres....}}}

why oh why can't I get a picture hosted ????
I uploaded to angelfire and then got an image that says "image hosted by angelfire." What is wrong with me????!?!?! ARGH!
If I ever get this figured out, you will get to see a picture of me in the bath with the kids...

Dawson had a good night last night. It started off horribly but after Josh came home with the medicine, he settled down, ate and slept well until 6 this morning. His poor ears have been giving him a really hard time.

I made bunny ears hats for the kids from the pattern in this month's Martha Stewart baby magazine. They are so cute! I'll post a pic when I get some made.

Mr. grabby is busy trying to take over the keyboard and its starting to storm so I better shut it down for the day. Hope the weather is better tomorrow so Josh can plow up my garden plot! :)

The last 2 nights, I have been up with Dawson and have found dog shit on the carpet. (YACK!) There was blood in it both times so I called the vet this morning and took Max in. He had been eating and drinking still, he wasn't running a temp, and the sample was negative for worms. Dr. Jones concluded that Max was suffering from stress. He is such a timid dog and apparently Josh's keeping him out in the house instead of locked in his kennel at night was stressing him *that bad!* Add to that the crying that has been happening in this house for the past few nights and I can see how it would get to him. He is taking a medication now to help his digestive track return to normal.

Dawson is having REALLY bad nights. I decided to fill the abx. :( I tried to fight this naturally, but I think it went too long. He wasn't getting better and the nights are miserable for all of us. I hope the meds help him. I feel horrible for his misery. So far so good tonight though.

It was in the mid 70's today and is supposed to be around 70 tomorrow too. I'm looking forward to returning to our normal routine in the morning. I had planned to take the kids to music this morning, but Max and his stress put that on the back burner. Tomorrow is art time and Megan likes art better than music group anyway. I'm not sure why, but music group intimidates her. She sings and dances and jumps all over our house all day long but when it comes to a group atmosphere, she clams up. I think the last time we were there (2-3 weeks ago) she finally did some of the motions to "Wheels on the Bus." I'm afraid our long absence may have set her back some, but maybe not.

My organization is getting me somewhere. I have found things, trashed things, re-organized things and I am so much more productive during the day. Tonight for dinner, I fixed a groud beef taco ring with lettuce, tomato, black olives and sour cream on the side. I also made Monkey Bread for the first time. MMMMM

To Do This Week:

Take boxes to garage
ebay auctions
mop
get file cabinet from MIL
buy files
clean back bathroom closet
clean pantry
finish recipe organization
quilt at least one night
work on garden on Wed.
bunny ears hats for kids (from Martha Stewart baby mag)
Take Max to vet
Clean off desk

A young man and woman had just been married and were about to begin their honeymoon together. They had never been intimate or seen each other naked so they were a little bit nervous. The young woman told her new husband that she was going to go to the bathroom and she would be right back. She was a bit jittery and needed to undress alone. He got in bed and she came back in covering herself with her hands over her crotch. She said, "before we do this, I need to let you know that I have acute angina." He says "Good! Your boobs sure aint a whole lot to look at!"

Josh told me that last night. :D