Where have you found the best place to print your digital pictures? Wal-mart sucks! I like a local grocery store too. But I am wondering where you print your photos and how you’d rate them?
Monthly Archive for September, 2006
-So Gavin is two now! His party went off without a hitch. We had about 50 people there, about half were kids all under the age of 7. I made the mistake of getting too social with all the guests and missed out on taking pictures. I really only took a handful. I am not really that sad though. We took a ton on his actually b-day at the children’s museum. He got so many gifts that he is still trying to sort them out. Right now his favorite is probably the remote control car his friend Loretta gave him. He loves to ram it into walls and my feet.
-I am so glad the party is over! I spent so much time busting my ass making cupcakes and treat bags, not to mention invitations. I get so stressed when I am planning something. It went well though and now I can breath easier and actually think about other things!
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On September 22, 2004 at 4:05pm, you entered this world a miniature ball of matted black hair and more attitude than any one minute old person should ever really have. From the very second I laid my eyes on your squirmy little self, a whole new meaning to my life set in. I became your mom, and you will always be that someone who started this whole gig. Now here we are two full years later and we are still holding strong, finding our way through things together.
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He can’t say really any words, yet the kid can count. Not only count but he can recognize all numbers up to 12. You have to listen closely because he can’t articulate very well yet. You’ll also see his mad circle drawing skills!
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My old Instant Messenger BFF is shutting down her Internet and saying goodbye forever. So I am doing interviews for my new Instant Messenger BFF. Skills I am looking for include: Ability to listen to me whine, must enjoy hearing about my kids, must join in the fun of talking shit about people I don’t like, and finally must have no life like me and be available to chat ALL THE TIME!
If you feel like you are a good candidate for this job, please enquire below, or instant message me on AIM rachella66 or yahoo rlbosko.
More and more, as time marches on, and more wrinkles appear, and more and more loose flab hang from my arms. I’ve come to realize that marriage, owning a home, and having kids are nothing like the Pottery Barn catalogue make it seem. I don’t have any coordinating furniture with names like “the Ashton collection” or the “Cameron wall system” in Sun Valley honey. My boys do not play happily with bright colored toys in well light nurseries like page 43 suggests. My kids do not bath in a claw footed bath tub, nor does my bathroom have more style then any place that is meant for shitting should have. My toddler does not wait smiling in front of the “Cassandra Mirror” waiting happily for us to brush his teeth. Nor does my husband sit in flannel pajamas reading quietly on our leather sofa in our library. And our baby certainly isn’t sleeping through the night in his “Rustic Sun Valley Red Crib”.
Continue reading ‘Can I be Page 23?’
We made the best decision we have ever made, EVER! Bigger then the one we made to decide to have Keaton. We moved the thousands of toys from the family room, to their very own playroom! YAY! Its so nice to come downstairs and not see the toys everywhere. Now they are “neatly” upstairs in their very own room, where the door can be shut, and no one will ever see them. Now we just have to get a TV for in there so I never have to see Gavin again too.
I set up the playroom after Gavin had gone to bed for the night. So when he woke up he just ran by it and down the stairs. He was in shock to see all of his toys were gone. He kept looking around and putting his arms out like “where the hell are my toys”. So I brought him upstairs and opened the door. He was so excited he squealed. It was like he had all new toys. He spent all day yesterday in there messing things up. Today he spent a good portion too.
Continue reading ‘How to turn my sanity, upside down’
I need some Brandy sooooo badly right now. Keaton is teething and has turned from my sweet little meat ball to evil devil spawn of satan. I just tried to lay him down for a nap and he just screeeeammmed and Screeeeaammmed. I would try to give him his bottle, hell no he wasn’t having any part in that. Tried the binkie, he seriously looked at me like “are you insane bitch?” So I finally gave up on the nap (which I was totally going to take one too) and took him downstairs for some Tylenol. It is so not working. He is just crying in his swing and I need a break because shaken baby syndrome is looking great right now (I kid, I kid).
HELP ME! PLEASE HELP ME. Who has a kick ass remedy? We just always did teething tablets and Tylenol with Gavin and he was fine. I am seriously thinking I need to make an emergency trip to the ole liquor store and pick up some Brandy for his gums. After a few shots he will just be the life of the party!
Ignore the fact that my kids never wear clothes. (listen closely he says “I’m Gavin” but it sounds like “I Had-in”. The kid has no articulation skills.)
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