Here is a follow up post from Amalah: Check it out.\
I read her post and can sympathize, but can’t empathize at all. Kevin and I are great, solid, blah blah, all sorts of schmoopy good things, blah blah.\
But truthfully, if I could go back in a time and not have kids? I would so do it. Gosh darn it, but childrearing is THE SUCK. (I type this as Brian is having a crying fit about washing his hands. OMG, what I am going to do when he doesn’t go to all-day school? Uh, I’m going to go hide under the covers. Be back later.)
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After the burrito…
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I love the beach!!
We had a family combo birthday party over the weekend for Brian who turned four and me who turns 34 this month. I told my MIL that the kid and I could share a birthday cake (Spiderman!), cuz I don’t really care about the cake, but that I would pick the dinner menu (pot roast and mashed potatoes, yum), cuz Brian doesn’t really care about the dinner. But we’d both get presents, yay presents! It was a good plan. But then my MIL surprised me with a cake of my own anyway! Wheee.\
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It’s a beach cake, woot! I don’t know if you can tell in the picture, but it looked really awesome with the ocean and gummy fish on one side and the beach with candy shells on the other. My MIL also got me a beach bag and sparkly flipflops. It was a theme!\
While driving home, I told Max that he had an awesome Babba. (She made me a beach cake, y’all!) Brian popped up, “And me too. Me have an awesome Babba, too.” -
Craaaaaaaaaaaaamps.
Well, that explains why I was crying over that post earlier. All Sunday Kevin offered to buy me a burrito. Heh. Does he not know that I am a kabob girl? (BTW, he did get us kabobs on Saturday- yay.) Anyway, the post didn’t make me think of US. It was all about ME: I don’t work, staying home with the kids suck, etc, etc.\
Kevin and I don’t fight. Really we don’t. We’ve had some misunderstandings, but I can’t think of any. Ooh, here’s one- one night I told Kevin he could sleep in the next day and I would tke care of the kids. When I woke him up at 9 am, he was really mad. Yup, so, there ya go. We don’t say mean things to each other or tell each other to “get over it.” So, yea. -
Brian and Jen’s Birthday Party!
We had a lovely birthday party for Jen and Brian. It was a lot of fun and Brian was a little ball of energy. He was so excited, he couldn’t sleep and came downstairs several times saying, “I’m done going to sleep now.” The rest of the pictures are up on Flickr. Enjoy!
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Nerdy Songs
Jason posted a tweet about writing songs this afternoon and I must have been in a particularly suggestible post-nap state and instantly came up with several extremely nerdy song titles. I think almost all of these fall into to Nerd Country n’ Western, but whatever. Here they are:
- I’m Semantic, But Wow, You’re Well-Formed
- Since You Left, I’ve Been in Plain Old Semantic Hell
- Why Do Our Tags Have to Branch?
- If You Won’t Mock My Markup, I Won’t Jeer Your Scripts
- What’s in a DOCTYPE?
- I Sold My Soul to the W3C, and All I Got Was a Long-Sleeved Tee
- Baby, It’s Not Really a Microformat!
- Let’s Go Home and Append Some Child Nodes to Your DOM
- If You Leave, All I’ll Have is Twitter\
I’m sorry. I really am, but you’re welcome to add to the nerdy nonsense in the comments…
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Yay, presents!
Brian woke me up at 5 am ready to tackle and explore his many birthday presents. (Last night he was only able to check out a few before it was bedtime.) So far he has been flitting from toy to toy. His attention span has been reduced to 4.8 seconds because he is so excited to try them all. The one toy that he loves beyond all else? A 99 cents Hotwheels motorcycle. Sigh.
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Brian the birthday boy!
Kevin is out of town for the day, so he can’t resize my pictures, like he does. Sorry. But whatev, the beauty still must be posted:
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Shut Up, Indeed
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Next January can’t come fast enough. -
Picture post!
This is the only photo of the four of us taken in the last three years. Sad, huh?
I guess one of us is usually behind the camera.\
Three years earlier we had this taken. Too bad it’s in black and white:
I want to get a real family photo, but I am obsessively paralyzed about finding clothes for the four of us that will coordinate. It’s really hard! I feel a whole new level of empathy for boy bands now.
