Reading her first chapter book. Junie B. Jones Toothless Wonder.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
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Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Day 30 A Picture of Me
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
So Afraid
This tops my fear of all fears. It's a bigger fear for me than spiders, snakes, drowning and flying.
I'm deathly afraid of the port-a-potty, I shit you not.
I'm deathly afraid of the port-a-potty, I shit you not.
Monday, March 7, 2011
Me and a Family Member
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Something That Means A Lot to Me.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
My Favorite Book
"If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth."
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Something I Wish I Was Better At.
Shit, something I wish I could do at all. I once made an extremely feeble attempt at learning to crochet, I failed miserably. I'm thinking of making another attempt in the near future, it's something that I really want to learn to do. Especially so I can whip up a set of these bad boys:
Totally kidding by the way ;)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Something I'd Like to Forget.
We knew it would happen, it was only a matter of time, but that day still scares the crap out of me when I think about it. Right before Justin turned 3 I got a call at work that he'd fallen at home and busted his head open. I was 45 minutes away while my baby was in the emergency room. I had no idea how he was, how bad it was or what he was going to look like when I got there. I felt so helpless being so far away from him at a time like that. I knew he was probably scared and wanted his mommy. It was pretty gnarly, but thankfully the ER nurses and doctors did a wonderful job taking care of him and stitching him up. If this happens to be the worst thing I ever want to forget, I'll consider myself a very lucky lady.
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