Category: MLV

Mon., Nov. 17th – After a morning of what seemed like tortured sleep, I finally started to really drift off again around 5:15…which left me with 15 whole minutes to sleep and I was exhausted, so I just got up and texted Mrs. V. that I wasn’t going into work. I figured a text would be good since she’s not usually awake at that time.

I always feel guilty calling in, but I wasn’t going to torture myself trying to stay up all day or getting into an accident driving to or from work so I think I made the right choice. I have to use up my sick days anyway, before I stop working. Since I didn’t sign up for Disability last year I don’t qualify for Maternity Leave at all—bastards.

Anyway, all I had to do was wake up at 7:30 when the alarm went off for Mario and call my absence in.

Only I didn’t call in at 7:30…because I woke Mario up and fell back to sleep till 9am! The girls are so good to me; when I jumped out of bed and called in I didn’t get scolded LOL.

It really didn’t feel like a free, restful day at all. Alaethia was in an awful mood, probably due to teething and after school when I picked the boys up they were in terrible moods, too. Maybe it was the weather?

Tues., Nov. 18th – I wasn’t surprised to find lots of books left over for me to shelve from the day before, just as I thought there’d be. I have to thank Mrs. Ruiz, the saint, because she went in for a little while and checked-in/shelved some books for me.

I started off the day by inputting all the manual check-ins from the day before during advisory. At least the internet worked long enough to finish checking-in books. After that, the internet was slow all day, so I was still checking in books well after lunch, which is not normal. I’m usually done checking in by at least 10:30 and have the rest of the day to help kids with Reading Renaissance and shelve books. Thank goodness 2 substitutes and Mrs. Ruiz showed up to help me. What a difference they made.

All I wanted to do was rest when I got home, but I’d agreed to let Aaron come over and visit for a while. Not that he’s any trouble; both he and Jaylen are very well-behaved together.

My throat started feeling weird that night. Alaethia fell asleep early but woke up right when I was ready to go to bed; lucky me. She didn’t let me fall asleep till probably midnight and then woke up for something to drink at 4:20, like always. Which left me with less than an hour to sleep before my alarm went off.

Wed., Nov. 19th – I don’t think there’s anything creepier than driving down Jarachinas Road in thick, dense fog. This is the same road I mentioned when I first started working—the dark, creepy, never-ending one. Usually I’m cursing buses and slow traffic that holds me back (and makes me late to clock in) but this time I gratefully followed close to the bus, truck and car in front of me. The last time I drove in fog that thick, around 2 months ago, I was all alone and was driving so slow I felt like I’d never get to work.

I was quickly developing a cold; mother was sick with a cold so she’s probably the source of my sickness. I was desperate doing research online to see what I could take for my horrible sore throat and turns out Chloraseptic and the Ludens Sore Throat Drops I had on hand were just fine.

Thurs., Nov. 20th – The internet was so slow at work. I had lots of work to do, meaning I had piles among piles of books to check-in and shelve. Usually everything’s done a little while after I come back from lunch but I had work left over for the next day; that’s how bad it was! Didn’t help that I had a purchase order to submit and it was a nightmare from the beginning. I seriously hate those things. Thank God Mrs. Ruiz showed up. I got to vent about how I didn’t get to go to lunch till almost 2pm (1 hour before I clock out!) and she helped with the massive amount of books.

Once I got home I tried to relax and went to the boys’ Report Card Night with just about the whole family. Mario and Mary got home on time from work to go with Mom, the kids and me. I was really thirsty so I chugged a huge glass of grapefruit juice on the way out. As soon as we stepped foot in the parking lot of the school I began to feel queasy. I was jittery and felt like I’d puke. I couldn’t even properly say hello to Norma and the kids because I felt so bad.

We spoke to Jaylen’s teacher first, who, of course, had nothing but nice things to say. She said she was really impressed with him and even made a really nice comment about how she had us to thank because he wouldn’t be such a great kid if it weren’t for great parenting *tear*. She said he’s doing so well she recommends giving him 2nd grade and then 3rd grade work if he can pull it off. She said she’d never want to promote him to a higher grade because they’re never ready, so she’d just be giving him higher level material. He made all A Honor Roll!

We spoke to their choir teacher after that and signed. We went to Eenan’s class next. His teacher said he’s still a bit distracted, but he has been doing better. We also discussed the bully he’d been dealing with. I told her about how he’d actually call home or while we were at work and ask if we could pick him up. She was concerned and said she’d speak with him and maybe set up yet another meeting with his mom. Apparently this is a regular, every-day thing for him.

I was tearing open his report card as we were walking down the hall. I smiled and raised an eyebrow to him as I tore along the perforated edges; I’d warned him that if he got anything less than a 90 for Composition he was in big trouble. He’d just brought home two unfinished compositions the day before that his teacher was giving him a chance to finish up before she posted grades. It’s not that he can’t do it—it’s that he gets lazy and/or distracted and doesn’t want to do anything in class. He’s a terrific writer and has an amazing imagination; I know what he’s capable of.

He clutched his little hands together and prayed, “Please no B’s, please no B’s!” I told him to shush; someone would hear and say, “She’s one of THOSE MOMS,” which I’m not. Like I said, I just know what he’s capable of and he was not going to get away with messing around in class. He was saved though: he made all A’s, too!

We visited their Gifted & Talented class next. Their teacher told us about their upcoming Thanksgiving plays and showed us their decorations and self-made costumes. Everything was too cute. They both love that class. They get to express themselves and be as creative as their heart desires. I love their teacher—she’s hyper and laughs a lot like me LOL.

We went to their assembly in the cafeteria. Jaylen and the rest of the 1st graders performed a few Thanksgiving songs. It was too cute. We sat with Jason & Mirella, who were there for Brianna’s performance as well. As cute as they looked and sounded, I couldn’t wait to go home. They were having a potluck dinner and the smells were making me even more nauseous.

When we got home Eenan rushed to do his homework (thank God we went back that night or else he wouldn’t have known what to do) and Mario and I watched Grey’s Anatomy. Well, we watched it somewhat—as much as you can with three kids screaming their heads off every 5 minutes.

Mario ended up passing out while Jaylen showered. Aly watched Bridge to Terabithia and Eenan showered. When they were both done, they watched Alaethia for me while I showered. I felt like crap that night. I felt like barfing from my dry throat and dry cough and sleep was pretty much out of the question.

Fri., Nov. 21st – It was actually in the 40’s and drizzly all day. I had a chance to make myself some coffee which kept me nice and warm on the way to work. I really didn’t feel like going in at all since my sore throat (and Alaethia) didn’t let me fall asleep till 1am, but oh well. She woke up twice for something to drink: sure sign of mom putting her to sleep for more than an hour during the day. And to top it off, there was rain pelting on the window like pebbles and I couldn’t sleep. When I finally did drift off into sleep the darn alarm went off at 5:30. I slept about 2 1/2 hours in total. I felt like shit. But I had to go in. I’d already been absent on Monday. Mrs. Ruiz had already paid for my plate for the fundraiser we were having that day and I owed her so I didn’t want to be absent for that either. The food was delicious, even though the fajitas had a weird lighter-fluid taste O_o.

I chilled out most of the afternoon. I don’t remember if Mario and I went anywhere at all that day but I tried going to sleep semi-early since I had to be up super early the next morning.

Sat., Nov. 22nd – I couldn’t sleep all night Friday due to my cough and then had to wake up at 6:20 to get Eenan ready for his U.I.L. competition and drop him off by 6:45am. It was cold. I got home and changed back into PJ bottoms to go to sleep again, only I couldn’t sleep because I was coughing. When I finally did fall asleep I was out maybe two hours before Aly woke up for good. Poo. Sleep throughout this pregnancy has been slim to none!

I scooped Alaethia up and made us some breakfast. I chilled out with her and then realized we had no cash for Jaylen’s day out. His best friend, Aaron, and Aaron’s parents invited him to go watch Bolt, out to eat and then back home to play some Playstation 2. I was sleepy and moody so I huffed and puffed while I got ready to go to the bank. Mario offered to go for me, only after he saw that I was completely dressed and ready to walk out the door. Grr. I withdrew his cash and then dropped off Jaylen at Aaron’s house. I came back home and chilled out, trying not to fume at Mario. He was still nice and toasty in bed after coming home at 4am. He wouldn’t have come home at even that time had I not texted him. He couldn’t sleep as always so he’d slinked off to Chris’ house and lost track of time. I’m a lil’ jealous that he gets to sleep when he wants, do whatever he wants. According to other women I’ve spoken to, this seems to be the norm with husbands.

The baby’s been moving like crazy. I can actually see her move her knees or feet along my belly now. I’m glad I can finally feel her and know for a fact that she’s alright in there.

We’d been throwing around the idea of moving the boys’ stuff to Noelia’s old bedroom, which is Mary’s spare bedroom. I felt weird about it because although our houses are only separated by a wall and the back door to Mary’s house is like 5 steps away, I didn’t feel right not having my babies sleeping in the same house. They’d still do their homework here, eat here, etc. The only difference is that their beds would be in that room and that’s where they’d sleep. After a lot of thought, I finally agreed. Alaethia and the new baby would need their own room; it was becoming pretty cramped in our bedroom. And it would only be until we can start on the new house, which hopefully won’t take an eternity (although the economy, housing market and Border Patrol not calling Mario yet will be a challenge).

I picked up Eenan from school and he was sad that he didn’t place. We need to practice some more. He went from placing every competition last year to not even getting into the semi-finals. But we’ll work on it.

We went to storage to get the bunk bed ladder to turn their separate beds into bunks again. Mario stayed home setting everything up, Mom helped with watching the kiddos and I went with Mary, Yadira, Tommy and Angela to town. Mary wanted to look for a new dresser and was either going to borrow Yadira’s Lack’s account or my Furniture Row account. Lack’s was our first stop and it was extremely expensive. They wanted $1,000 for each chest of drawers—and they were made of compressed wood!

We went to eat at the Taco Bell/Long John Silver’s since we were all starving. I had popcorn shrimp, of course, and was surprised to find that I for once didn’t finish the whole meal. I’m assuming the baby’s taking up so much space now it’s going to be hard to finish a meal. I had the same “problem” when I was pregnant with Alaethia. I’d get real full, real fast.

We went to Furniture Row next. I wasn’t very happy with the drawer chests since I was specifically looking for one with 6 drawers so each boy would have three and three. They already had one with 5 drawers, so Jaylen was left without a pajama drawer. It’s actually a really nice dresser Aunt Nora gave them, but since the drawers are made of compressed wood, the boys have dropped them and broken them and I’ve fixed them so many times they’re falling apart.

In the end, I actually found a Pine dresser made completely of wood. It only had five dressers, but I figured I’d buy him a basket or Rubbermaid box for his PJ’s.

Since Alaethia was born we’ve been using the same plastic 3-drawer box for her clothes. I figured it was finally time to buy her a proper dresser; one big enough for her and her new sister to share. I found a beautiful white dresser, one fit for a princess, even! It’s very vintage/shabby chic.

Mary ended up with a dining table and chocolate colored euro-suede couch. Totally didn’t get what she initially went for. I also got a small ottoman to match my sofas. I was a bit worried I wouldn’t have enough credit, but I had tons. And the huge plus is that we get no interest/no payment till 2011!

We got home and chilled out at Mary’s. We met Jorge’s new girlfriend! They’d met since Brandon’s birthday party the night after Halloween and have been seeing each other ever since! I’m so glad he found someone!

I came back home and started cleaning the debris left under the boys’ beds. Mario had already set up the bunk beds in the boys’ new room. Their old room was a horrible mess. My back hurt by the end of the night. I was a little upset at Mario who walked in to check how I was doing (the audacity) and when I asked him, “Are you going to help me with this?” he replied, “Of course!” and promptly walked out the door. He didn’t mean to do it maliciously, it just happened to look that way. He was busy drinking and entertaining outside, as usual.

I was already emotional from being exhausted from cleaning and Mario walking out. I started thinking about the boys not sleeping in their room and cried a little, which is silly because they’re a bedroom away basically and would sleep over most of the week anyway. Still, I can’t wait to build my dream house. We should have had it by now but we’ve been hindered by many obstacles. It’ll happen one day, though. Sooner than it seems, I hope.

I spent the whole morning cleaning, filing and throwing away papers (what do other people do with their statements and kids art and stuff?!) and desperately looking for my truck’s new license plate stickers. I’d bought them the very last day of August, when they expired, and kept asking Mario to please stick them on my window for me. I’d of done it myself, except Mario makes it seem all difficult; he breaks out the Windex and a razor. Anyway, I was near tears when Mario runs into our bedroom waving the papers. I was so relieved. I felt so guilty thinking I’d lost $75. Mario said he found it in my center console. And guess who put it there? HE DID!! He says he remembers me telling him to put them on my window and when he couldn’t find his razor he left them in the console. I could have strangled him.

I watched the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie with Alaethia during loads of laundry. She was quiet, observing, and then grinned when she saw the chipmunks singing. It amazes me that she likes movies rather than cartoons. She has her favorites, like Little Bill and Blues Clues, but she can actually make it through a whole movie, too. I don’t think the boys had the attention span for movies till they were around 3.

I checked my e-mail pretty late, around 5pm, and when I was going through the Sunday ads I noticed they had the Playstation 3 for the same price, but with a $40 gift card. I told Mario about it and he said, “Let’s go, then!”

We went to the store and got a $3 refund for some reason and the $40 gift card. It took a while, because the girl didn’t know how to do the return, but we got it nonetheless. Mario bought himself Iron Man for $19 and he bought me this cute, pink polka-dotted robe I’d wanted, aww. I finally have a decent short robe! All my other ones have been down to my ankles and/or fleece!

We got home and I took a shower. Elda had Alaethia with her for a while, because Alaethia loves to visit (probably because Jose buys her love with candies), and she brought her back and I bathed her. She fell asleep at 9:30, which normally I’d love but I was waiting for laundry. I hate that. It always works that way. When she actually falls asleep early, I’ve got stuff to do.

She was so cute lying on the couch with her babies. Babies being her plushies like her white seal (which she calls “Fishie”), her brown furry bear (named “Bunny”), her Doggie and several of the same bunny plush in different colors. She swaddles her babies in dish towels she finds in the kitchen, pillowcases or whatever small rag she comes across. I remember the boys were into stuffed animals, but not like her. She seriously takes care of them and needs to have at least two with her when she’s napping, sleeping in her crib or out somewhere.

She also loves human babies. She points them out in stores and has a fit if I don’t let her pat their hand (with their mommy’s permission) or wave at them. She’ll say, “Look at the baby, Mom!” She doesn’t think she’s a baby at all. I’m hoping this’ll make it easier on her when her baby sister arrives. We’ve told her about the new baby (who’s still nameless!) and she seems pretty excited. I’m praying I can give them both the attention they need as baby and toddler, and my growing boys, too.

I watched “The 1000 Pound Mom” or something like that, on TLC while I was waiting for the laundry. It was about this morbidly obese woman and how she was going to go through the weight loss surgery as her last resort, to live for her two daughters. She had complications and died. How very sad. I was in tears at the end when her older girl was crying. She was so young. I noticed she was always on Myspace, so I looked her up and it was sad to see that she’d actually signed on March 4th, which is the day she passed.

When I finally got the last load of laundry into the dryer I got into bed. It felt SO GOOD to just lay there. Alaethia woke up as soon as I was about to drift into sleep and was energized and ready to play. This was around 11pm. She stayed up till 1am, flailing her arms and squealing. Finally, I could sleep.

Only to be woken up by Mario–bless him—snoring like a dying rhinoceros at 4am. I tried ignoring it, pushing my pillow as far into my ears as it would go and eventually I even shook him so he’d turn over to a more comfortable, less snore-inducing position and NOTHING.

Alaethia even woke up and told him, “Be quiet, Daddy-O!”

Yes: Daddy-O. The boys jokingly call him that so she picked it up. She rarely calls him Daddy; it’s either Daddy-O, or Babe LOL.

I looked at the clock and it glowed 4:50. There was no way I was going to make it through that day.

Wed., Nov. 12th – Mario’s birthday! I got to sleep 2 hours more than usual because I’d already reported my absence to everyone who needed to know a day early. I woke up, took a shower, and made Mario breakfast. I couldn’t eat, of course, because I had to fast for the glucose screening. I woke him up to eat and get ready to go to my appointment. I was so excited that he was actually going to get to go with me to an appointment. This was the first time he’d gotten to go with me this whole pregnancy.

We get to the office and I sign in. I explain to Mario what the appointment is about and tells me he’s going to go home to get our books. While he’s gone they give me the drink to take. Bleh. I’ve never liked that thing, especially because I feel nauseous after a while and then get heartburn.

We read our books and when he’s not reading he’s complaining that he doesn’t want to be there that long and I should have warned him–which I had, but he was playing Mobsters and wasn’t listening. Both times I told him. And I can’t ask him when he’s not playing Mobsters because he’s always playing Mobsters, or else he’s not here or asleep.

Anyway, although he annoyed me he made the time pass more quickly than if I’d been there alone.

They called us to the vitals room. I’m happy to report I hardly gained anything in the 3 weeks since my last appointment. I was 137 last time and 137.8 this time, woo! It was really surprising, though, since I’m visibly bigger than I was 3 weeks ago.

An hour passes and they come and prick my finger to check my blood for the glucose and anemia. Dr. C. comes in about 15 minutes later with a grim look on his face as he’s leafing through my chart. He says I failed the screening by 9 points. I should have been at 140 but was at 149. He said he’d work out a deal with me: would I want to take the 3-hour test or be monitored? I chose monitoring. I already felt really nauseous and hungry; there was no way I’d survive another 3 hours.

So the deal is I’m going to have to start monitoring my sugars again and they’re going to be seeing me every 2 weeks instead of 3. I really hate pricking my finger.

I got an ultrasound done after that and we watched our little one move around and we saw her profile. And yes, she’s most definitely still a girl LOL. I ask them to check to be sure every single time. I’ll still probably be in disbelief until they place her on my chest when she’s born and I get to SEE that she’s a girl LOL. It’s too awesome and I can’t get over it: two boys and two girls!

We came home and Mario got on Mobsters (of course) while I looked through my Baby Name Book. I found nothing. I’m starting all over from “A” and I hope we really find a name before she’s born. All my other kiddos had their names by now!

Eenan called us around 12:30 and wanted us to pick him up and bring him home. I was a little alarmed and asked him why; he was adamant on coming home. Later that night he asked again if we could pick him up after they take attendance and I asked why. He confessed that a boy is bothering him at school. I’ve never had to deal with kids bullying mine before and vowed to speak to his teacher about it.

I was sleepy and nodding off (even after getting 7 straight hours of sleep + an extra one) so Mom offered to watch Alaethia (and John was on stand-by while he was on the internet LOL) while Mario and I napped. It didn’t take long for me to pass out at all and I woke up with 5 minutes to spare at 3 so I could pick up the boys at 3:10.

When everyone got home that night we all got in the vehicles and left to Chili’s, where we were celebrating Mario’s birthday. I was glad that John was actually joining us for once. Poor Mario was not in a good mood, especially because they didn’t save enough seats like we asked for and they took unusually long with the food; there were at least 5 other birthday boys and girls there, too. And of course, as if just knowing Mario’s in a bad mood isn’t nerve wracking to begin with, they bring his food last. Grrr.

Alaethia ate really well for once. She had a little bit of everything, but mostly had the Spinach and Artichoke Dip, my favorite. The boys sat with Angela, Andy and Noelia at a bench behind us, so we didn’t really get to talk to any of them much. I was so upset at how well the Chili’s people took direction that night; why else would you call and make “reservations”!

Mario opened his gifts when everyone was done eating. He’d opened his Blu-ray movie from Sonia (Hellboy II)—and he eyed me suspiciously. Mary had sneaked off to get the Playstation from all of us while he opened another gift from Mary: 2 shirts (which he already had =\) and 2 DVDs. He got a DVD and shaving kit from Noey and Andy. He opened a CD from us, the new AC/DC one. He got a laptop cooler from Mom, which he really, really needed. His face was priceless when he saw Mary bring his gifts to the table. He was thrilled.

The staff from him a complimentary chocolate cake (that sort of, in a small way, made up for the whole lack of seating fiasco) and everyone sang Happy Birthday. On the way home he said it was one of the best birthdays he’s had in a long time. I’m so glad. He always surprises me somehow, and I’m so glad I finally got the opportunity to do the same for him.

We stopped by Target to buy Alaethia a cute, soft, HUGE Care Bear for $9. We looked around quickly, since John and Mom were in the car with Alaethia, and came home. We unpacked and went next door to say hello to my father-in-law. He was thrilled because he shot a deer.

I checked my sugar before going to bed, and after eating all that stuff for dinner my sugar was at 141–dammit. It should be at 120!

Thurs., Nov. 13th – Back to work. At least it was one day of work and the next day: Fantasyland Skate Center! I tried getting everything done as it came, like shelving, so that I wouldn’t have anything to do the next day since I didn’t feel like shelving when we got back from the field trip. I just wanted to relax after we got back.

When Mrs. Ruiz got there that day she was packed with a huge bag from Mervyn’s. She’d bought me two sweaters for Christmas (’cause she said I was growing out of my other ones LOL), with the excuse that Mervyn’s was going out of business. That woman spoils me, seriously!

I think this is the day that Jaylen confessed something to me. I picked them up from school and on the way home he tells me, “Mom, guess what?”

“What?”

“I have a girlfriend!”

I’m taken aback and hide my grin. “A girlfriend? What’s her name?”

“Jazmin.”

“Really? Is she in your class?”

“No. She’s a third grader.” He’s smiling, quite satisfied with himself.

Eenan and I stare at each other and try not to look too surprised. I ask him, “Where’d you meet this older woman?”

“During lunch.”

“And you asked her to be your girlfriend?”

He says, very matter-of-factly, “No. I didn’t have to.”

Well, excuse me!

Eenan tells him, “You have to know a girl at least two years to be her boyfriend. I’ve known Lauren since 1st grade.”

I look over at Eenan (because I don’t expect them to have a “real” girlfriend yet) and ask him, “You already asked Lauren to be your girlfriend?”

He says, “No. I’m not in middle school yet.”

I’ve taught him well! Now if the Birds and the Bees talk works out this well, we’ll be all set!

Fri., Nov. 14th – The day of our field trip to Fantasyland. I got to the library and shelved the few books that were left from the day before. I knew we were going to be closed during the day while we were gone, but I wasn’t sure about 1st period and there were still kids coming in and checking in/out books. I quickly accumulated a nice pile until Mrs. V. noticed and told me to lock the doors LOL.

My group was the 6th and 7th graders and 2 other teachers, plus the nurse. The kids were actually really well-behaved on the bus and at the rink. And that’s because we had a lot of the, how do you say it–troublemakers–go along with us. But really, they were great. The kids all wanted me to skate with them. One of my girls even said she’d take care of me, but when I looked for her she was having such a hard time keeping her balance LOL. I was okay watching from the sidelines. Roxanne went with her whole class and she got on the floor for a while. And then we sat and talked about diabetes…and munched on nachos and chocolate chip cookies!

When it was all over we took the kids next door to Pizza Hut to get their personal pan pizzas and we got 4 extras for the adults. I scored one for myself, but when we got back to school I ended up giving half to one of the kids because I was full. We got the lunch from school, too, so it was a lot of food. We had a designated table where all the kids who didn’t want their food would leave the tray there, and others who wanted to trade something could—with me supervising of course. There ended up being so much food left over that once the kids were dismissed to their last period, Mrs. V. and I ended up taking a heaping tray full each. The lunch ladies would have thrown it out anyway, so that would have been a shame.

We went to the teacher’s lounge after that where we met everyone else who’d gone with us. I hadn’t expected to see Mrs. Ruiz that day but she at the lounge. We sat and talked and then went to the library when everyone else was done. We shelved a few books and just chilled out the rest of the day. Well, until one of our adopted students stopped by like he does every day, every last period when his teacher gets “tired” of him and kicks him out. No, really. But yeah, he was on a mission to drive us nuts and it worked for the 10 minutes he was there before the bell rang LOL.

I can’t remember much from after school, at home. I think we watched movies all night, Hell Boy probably. And me, being the pregnant, old-lady that I am like Mario calls me, fell asleep.

Sat., Nov. 15th – I woke up early to get ready since Mary invited us to have breakfast and then a movie. I’d just gotten dried and dressed when I hear a knock on the door. I figure its Mom because it sort of sounds like “her” knock, but when I open the door Dad’s the one to greet me. I had no idea he’d be visiting! My hair wasn’t brushed, I was in a tank top and jeans and the house was in shambles. But he didn’t mind at all.

He told me he’d told Mom he was coming over Saturday morning, but what Mom heard was that he’d call to make plans to see each other. Never leave messages with Mother.

We sat and talked about everything, including his best friend, Sally’s dad. He took a TV of my father-in-law’s and said he’d fix it for us (that’s been Dad’s job, self-employed, for as long as I can remember. I still remember the smell of all the equipment in that brown, rusty toolbox of his). He showed us his new car and we said our see-you-laters. I really need to call him up and invite him over for Thanksgiving.

We finished getting ready to go to breakfast at Denny’s. I had chocolate milk with one of those Create Your Own Grand Slam meals. It was soo good and Alaethia actually ate some egg. We went to the movies to watch Madagascar 2, and Alaethia actually paid attention! We even forgot her sippy in the car and she didn’t make a big deal about it till the movie was almost over. The movie was hilarious!

We came straight home after the movie and had about 20 minutes to chill out before Mary, the kids and myself went to one of Mary’s co-worker’s parties for her daughter at Peter Piper. We got there early so the kids could play and not be moody by the time the people and the food got there. Alaethia had fun on the little rides and the boys played their games for tickets. We came home and then watched movies the rest of the night. I was so exhausted by the end of that day. But I guess those are the good days, right?