A Clarification

For some odd reason, it has now come up 3 times this week that some folks still are not quite clear on the name of our fifth child. (That would be the feminine child born last May)
To help with clearing things up, please refer to this post

If my husband couldn't be a dentist, this is the least he could do...

Yeah. That's right. I just got back from taking the kids to the dentist. I think we will have to cancel Christmas and next summer's vacation.
Unless my husband can talk Edy's into fluoride ice cream on a toothbrush popsicle stick...

(I apologize the photo is so small, but the resolution prohibited making it any larger...)

A Bun

...in the oven.

Yes folks, I'm pregnant.

13 weeks along, due February 24th.

The Feng Shui Way

I just finished a delightful little book I picked up on Feng Shui. By "delightful little book", I mean the size of the book, it's design color, it's font, etc. All of these elements, quite delightful, and I dare say, very feng shui.

But you've got to be kidding me. What I basically learned was: if your house is immaculate, clutter free, and on a noise-free street, you will be at peace.

Are they kidding?

I suppose the reason my house will truly never be feng shui is because I refuse to ring a bell everytime I enter a room.

Yeah, that's it.

A Joyful Noise

On Monday this week we had company arrive from Chicago. Jack and Spencer's friends Jovan and Nikola (brothers of corresponding ages to J and S) arrived for 3 days. Jared left town the day they arrived. What was I thinking?

Don't get me wrong, the boys had oodles of fun.

Do you know HOW MUCH noise accompanies"oodles of fun"?

I'm taking the rest of the week off...

OH MY HECK! HAVE YOU HEARD???!!!

Michael Jackson is STILL DEAD?!!! Gotta run...I have to watch the media say this for at least 3 more days....Too busy to write.

Ps. I'm too distraught to add a picture...

There's No Place Like Home!

Today was the last day of my Orton-Gillingham class. It was fantastic, inspiring, and very, very hard. I am so much smarter than I was 2 weeks ago. In more ways than one.

I remember when I was young my mother used to always say, "I'm so glad I can be a stay at home mom, there's nothing in the world I would rather do." Of course, in my mind, that translated to, "There is no way I'm smart enough to ever do anything but cook and clean." I regret to admit I always felt a little disappointed that she never aspired to more. (I was a child of the feminist generation after all) But now I know for myself, I feel the same way.

As great as this class was, and as happy as I am that there are dedicated and professional people who go into the world and do this important thing for others, I am SOOOO happy to come back home and give it to my son. I miss being home. I miss having order that is in my charge. I miss my kids.

I am so glad I can be a stay at home mom. There's nothing in the world I would rather do.

Thanks mom. I finally get it.