Games We Play

We all have those parent/kid games that we play and sometimes use to our parental advantage. Ever heard of the Quiet Game? I thought so. This was Kaelyn's favorite game when she was little. This and Ghost in the Graveyard. I was a great parent. She would just lay there quietly. :) Little did I know how it was just a preview of the teenage years.

Rory introduced me to a new game that I am going to suggest we play quite often now. It's called the Spa Game. Here's how it works.

I lay on the bed.
She puts a toweled pillow under my head.
She puts a towel along my hairline on my forehead.
A cold washcloth is placed on my forehead.
A fan is positioned a little distance away on low and rotating.
Then she leaves the room.

Her assistant, Marley, wasn't too keen on the idea of leaving the room. She kept coming in and adjusting the fan level to high. Eventually (about 5 minutes) Rory came back in and I got up. Then it was Kevin's turn. I told him it was a good time. Unfortunately, Marley again had a different idea to the care of Kevin, so when he laid down, she proceeded to whack him with the Whack-A-Mole paddle(might I add that it was not in a...welcomed...area?) Needless to say, I don't think Kevin got as relaxed as I did. It was nice. I can see this being added to our daily schedule.

Sorry...I didn't get any pics. I'll be sure to take some next time...tomorrow.

980-971

I basically got the idea of doing this list from my friends. They count down their "gifts" on their blogs. I started reading the book that they got it from today. I've had it downloaded for a while and just now got to it. I didn't know that the concept was to keep a running list...as in throughout the day. This changes things. Rather than reflecting on the day and getting my "gifts" that way, I'll keep a running tally. So here is my last reflecting gift list.

980. Reading words from someone else that mirror my own shameful thoughts...verbatim
979. laughs with a friend who just "gets" you
978. again...an enabling mother
977. realizing how important zumba has become to me because I find myself doing the dances in the shower of all places!
976. reading about miracles and discovering a few of my own
975. a doc that validates with just a smile
974. a husband that shares my load and probably runs with more of it than I do
973. Diet Pepsi...it had to be said(written)
972. leftovers of a good dinner...on a roll!
971. giggles from bathtime

Contrary To Popular Belief...

I tried to post last night. I had the screen up and the pictures downloaded. Then Kaelyn came downstairs and asked to talk to me upstairs. That talk that started at 9p ended at 11p. So I didn't blog. Now it's 10p, and I am trying to throw something together so you don't revolt.

I'm going to post pics that I wasn't going to attach to any blogs. Random pics that tell stories that I won't be telling you. :P Just kidding.

Enjoy!

Special Marley

It's a season of Marley...and not just any Marley...special Marley. I don't know why, but her pictures lately are ... well ... special. Just take a look.
She was sick in this last pic and didn't want to get out of her jammies. Adding the helmet was just something extra she did that day. :) She's definitely going to be an interesting teenager.

Gratitude 990-981

990. my family
989. silly things that slip out of the mouths of my babes
988. snickerdoodles
987. quiet, a magazine, and a diet coke
986. cheesy grins from kids
985. an involved husband
984. my mom and mother-in-law
983. good friends that are great moms
982. good deals
981. a little organization

Happy Birthday, Rory!!!!

Rory is turning the big 8 tomorrow. I can't believe it. Words that I would use to describe this little being that I've been blessed with are...

caring
loving
understanding
bright
helpful
strong
courageous
outgoing
fearless...except for when it comes to getting her ears pierced

I could go on and on, but instead..I'll post some pictures of this little lady blooming.
I could go on and on, but these are a couple of my favorites. I just can't believe she's 8. Happy Birthday, Rory!! I love you!!!

Close and Personal with Logan

Since Logan's sick, let's talk about him. :) I had a meeting with a friend the other day, and Logan had to come along. He was having trouble not crying and whining, so I gave him my camera. Remember what happened last time I have him my camera? Too bad if you don't because I can't find the picture or the blogpost to save my life. Moving on...Logan with my camera...Part 2.
I seem to have erased the ones of my ankle, water cup, and purse...and all their different angles. It kept him quiet for all of five minutes MAX. He even took some video which I'm going to save you from. It's not interesting at all.

Logan kept steady at 100 for his temp all day today not needing any medicine. He donned his winter coat for dinner tonight again, and sure enough, he was over 101 again. Hoping he feels better tomorrow!