Who'd a thunk it?

Ok...so in my mind Crayola brand art supplies are all washable.  WRONG!!!  Being one of the first times I have had to buy school supplies, I have recently discovered that Crayola makes both washable and non-washable markers.  I had no idea.  What's the deal?  Oh and the worst thing about this "conspiracy" is that they charge twice as much for the washable ones. UGH!  That is just plain wrong, but what can you do? Caleb's school supplies specifies "washable" markers.  Guess I'll be making a return trip to WalMart. Maybe I'll buy Rose Art just for spite.

Heavenly brownie points...a teachable moment!

Well, the other day I was given the opportunity to teach my kids a lesson.  I decided to venture out with the three kiddos and take them to Wal-Mart.  Afterward, while loading the kids into the backseat of my Kia sportage, I noticed there was an item wedged under Annabella's carseat.  I had realized that this item had not been paid for.  The item was a $3.00 item and the thought entered my mind "Wal-Mart is a big coorporation, and they will never miss $3.00."  (You know you have all had those thoughts from time-to-time.) It is the bad little devil sitting on your left shoulder whispering in your ear "they'll never miss it...it isn't worth getting all three kids back out....just go home, your icecream is melting."  BUT as tempting as it was, I thought "my children are here, I need to do the right thing." and "What would Jesus do?"  Well, I knew what Jesus would do because on the right shoulder there was this good angel whispering in my ear "Do the right thing...teach the kids the right thing."  So it was settled...we ALL went back inside and paid for the item.  The look on the lady's face at the door was priceless when I explained to her what I was doing.  I knew I had earned more "heavenly brownie points" when that evening Amelia explained to M what had happened saying "we did the right thing...we should never leave the store without paying." And to top it all off...my icecream didn't melt afterall.  It is the little things that matter.

Check out the head of hair on this child...no wonder I had so much heartburn!

UPDATE...

Well as you can tell, it has been a while since my last post.  Our new little one finally arrived June 11, 2010.  We are pleased to welcome Annabella Elizabeth to our family.  She weighed 8 lbs 9 oz. and was 21 inches long. She is such a joy.  She fits in nicely and can hold her own when it comes to being heard. Caleb and Amelia are adjusting to her nicely.  Amelia loves to "help" even when she doesn't need to.  Annabella gets lots of kisses from her big sister, and Caleb has been known to alert me when she needs something.  In my opinion, she is beautiful just like the other two.

Eviction delayed...ugh!

I must vent...due to a scheduling conflict between my OB office and labor and delivery floor, the eviction notice for baby girl has been pushed back until Friday.  Only a day, but a day is forever when you are miserable.  I am not very pleased about this news, but what can I do?  I knew something was fishy when I kept getting conflicting dates.  Apparently I listened to the wrong side because I was supposed to be induced today instead of tomorrow.  SERIOUSLY!!! Get on the same page people!!!  I could have been holding my baby girl today. 

Kids say the darndest things...

Today while looking at our wedding pictures, Caleb looks at the picture of our mothers lighting the candles and says "What are they doing?"  M replies, "They are lighting the candles."  Caleb says "for Kwanza?"  This cracked me up.  Where do kids come up with these things?

Eviction date approaching.

UGH!!!  It has been a long 9 months, but well worth it.  Thursday June 10 is officially eviction day for this little bundle of joy.  She may decide to make an appearance earlier, but at this point, I'm doubting it.  She is used to 4 star accommodations, and seems to be comfy in her little home.  My body isn't too comfy right now, but at least I see the light at the end of the tunnel.


It is always interesting to see how many people tell you how miserable you look at the end of a pregnancy.  I have decided to put that on the list of things NOT to say to a pregnant person.  It doesn't bother me too much when people say this to me (especially because they are my good friends) because it is the truth, but I probably won't be saying it to anyone.