Today was a funny day. I have done well with my diet, and my niece, Gracyn, helped me count my points with my Point Finder thingy. I have to make the most out of counting calories if I want to see the pounds drop.
I watched my nieces today and we saw Camp Rock on TV. That one Jonas Brother dude has some of the thickest eyebrows I have every seen! While we watched the movie, I painted the girls' nails, both their hands and their feet. I got down and dirty today!
Haleah wanted to sleep in Big Girl Bed for nap. I was shocked that she mentioned it, as that toddler bed has been sitting in her room for over a year, next to her crib. Till now, it's merely been a home for her stuffed animals. So we tucked her in to nap. BUT, she kept getting up and coming out of the door, even though I told her not to. I kept giving her more chances to go to sleep, but she was pushing her limits. I finally ended the charade, and tossed her back into her crib for nap, as I had to get her to sleep. She wasted 45 minutes fooling around in her Big Girl Bed and out and about her room. We will try again another day when we start the nap process earlier and I have a bit more patience...
David has been hurting the past couple of days. The place where he had back surgery a few years ago is hurting him, and he's beginning to limp around. I am worried. But of course, he's a man and won't call the doctor and won't do stretches, and won't ice, and won't stop picking up the kids. Stubborn man! I feel so bad for him and don't know what to do to help him. I hate seeing him in such pain; and when a man is in pain, everyone is miserable. It's no fun.
Tonight, after dinner, I was nursing on the couch when all of the sudden the Schwan man came walking into the living room, right as I was about to "put away" my boob. I was a little surprised that the Schwan man didn't knock, but he knows my family well and saw all of my in-law's cars parked in my driveway for dinner. So luckily, I didn't flash Schwan man. I told my mother-in-law that I only flash my boobs for certain people, and Schwan man isn't one of them. Ha.
Speaking of nursing, I had the strangest dream last night that Bekah was nursing on the cat... Aye, aye, aye!
Haleah wanted to sleep in Big Girl Bed for nap. I was shocked that she mentioned it, as that toddler bed has been sitting in her room for over a year, next to her crib. Till now, it's merely been a home for her stuffed animals. So we tucked her in to nap. BUT, she kept getting up and coming out of the door, even though I told her not to. I kept giving her more chances to go to sleep, but she was pushing her limits. I finally ended the charade, and tossed her back into her crib for nap, as I had to get her to sleep. She wasted 45 minutes fooling around in her Big Girl Bed and out and about her room. We will try again another day when we start the nap process earlier and I have a bit more patience...
David has been hurting the past couple of days. The place where he had back surgery a few years ago is hurting him, and he's beginning to limp around. I am worried. But of course, he's a man and won't call the doctor and won't do stretches, and won't ice, and won't stop picking up the kids. Stubborn man! I feel so bad for him and don't know what to do to help him. I hate seeing him in such pain; and when a man is in pain, everyone is miserable. It's no fun.
Tonight, after dinner, I was nursing on the couch when all of the sudden the Schwan man came walking into the living room, right as I was about to "put away" my boob. I was a little surprised that the Schwan man didn't knock, but he knows my family well and saw all of my in-law's cars parked in my driveway for dinner. So luckily, I didn't flash Schwan man. I told my mother-in-law that I only flash my boobs for certain people, and Schwan man isn't one of them. Ha.
Speaking of nursing, I had the strangest dream last night that Bekah was nursing on the cat... Aye, aye, aye!
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