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Monday, May 25, 2009

an itching we will go...

Saturday we decided to pack up all 4 girls and go to a state park and have a picnic and go swimming. Funny how these things seem so easy until you decide to do them! LOL But they enjoyed it, enjoyed their little disposable cameras I bought them. I took pictures but I seriously think my rebel is ready for the retirement home. Hoping to save up for a nice used 30D soon! I can't decide if the focus is falling elsewhere on my photos because of me, or if it's just not focusing right because of the camera. One way or the other, I still need a newer unit!









We also had another first last week. In 32 years of life, I've never seen headlice. Until last thursday. Note to self. Check childrens hair frequently. My husband found it in the youngests hair, and it was just new growth, not really that bad. So I call the school to have all the other children checked. My sweet Chandler had it, and when I got there to pick her up...let's just say oh my god and be done with that. I had to cut 14 inches of hair. And then it still took me 5 hours to clean her up. She has about 100 scabs in her head from where she was bitte so badly. They got into her ears and bit her until she was dripping blood. It was horrid. It's taken me days to recover from the horrors. The money spent. The laundry we did. And the tears I've cried over that gorgeous head of hair. Here she was on mother's day...
























And here she is now...







She does love it and is a brave girl. But wow. There went 7 years of hard work. And 30+ minutes a day of brushing. LOL It now takes approximately 10 seconds to brush and she LOVES THAT!!!!






Here are a few more from Saturday.





















































Sunday, May 10, 2009

happy mothers day...

today is my first mother's day married to my husband. he's made us all breakfast, and he already appreciated me before, but now he REALLY appreciates me after making us all pancakes and bacon, and 45 minutes later, he's getting to eat.

nice to know that he knows how hard my job is. it's nice to know that i don't have to spend 10 years crying and screaming and begging for some help, and being told i don't love my kids if i can't handle it all. nice to know my parting gifts won't be a bruise face, a damaged back nerve, and a broken heart.

:happy mothers day: hope yours is as beautiful as mine is starting out to be.