Wednesday, April 30, 2008


Jessie forgot to include what happened between 9:30 PM and 3:30 AM. I ran to a 24 hr Rite Aid at 12:30 AM to get a prescription filled that Jessie ended up not needing anyways. Oh yeah. It was in ghetto down town Sacramento. The pharmacist told me that 12 cop cars had surrounded the Rite Aid 30 min before I got there because they caught some people who had stolen a car.

Why I've been on my death bed . . .

This is me screaming out in pain starting at 9:30 Monday night.

This is me going to the Emergency Room at 3:30am because the pain is so severe.

This is me with blisters. . . on my eardrums!!!!!!

This is me throwing up all day Tuesday.
So needless to say, I've down and out for a while feeling crummy. Help!
Thank goodness I have a wonderful husband who has helped me a ton. Thanks, honey.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Kid Update

Well, I figured it's been a little while since I've given a kid update, so here you go:

Ashley is loving kindergarten and is doing really well. She's kinda stuck in between the two extremes of being a big help with the others kids and not at all helping and actually making it worse. I guess it comes with the age. She made the city's swim team this year so now we can look forward to M-F practices and swim meets all day on Saturdays. What have we gotten ourselves into? Maybe she'll turn into Roseville's big celebrity- Summer Sanders. She won a bunch of medals at the 1996 Olympics and is a sportcaster for different networks. Who knows?

Ainslee is our resident Barbie. She is so into make up and skirts. Sometimes I'll catch her getting into my make up before school. Hello, she's only in preschool and I have to remind her of that. I tell her, no makeup until you're a teenager. She is definately the neediest of the kids-always wanting everything under the sun no matter what. But she's doing great and becoming her own little self now. Her preschool teacher told me the other day that she really likes chasing the boys around the playground. Again, what have we gotten ourselves into?

I like to compare Andi to a little Hannah Montana. She sings and sings. She knows all the words to the Hannah Montana songs and the High School Musical songs. Really. She just goes and goes as if she were like 12 or something. Her newest phrase is, "Mom, listen to me-I'm talking." Ooh, so sorry. We still can't get her to sleep in her bed all night, dang it. I guess she won't have a choice once my belly starts getting bigger.

And little Spencer Bencer. All we can say is he is such a typical boy. Messy, plays in the dirt, falls- you name it, he does it. He does love being the baby of the group. He will scream and scream and grunt and scream until he gets his way. He also really likes climbing and hitting and biting. Nice, right. Oh what will he be when he grows up? Don't know but I can tell you that for now he's just a nasty little wonderful boy.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

No words to describe

Can you just guess what happened?