I. Am. Tired.

This past week was totally bananas. I got the plague and was laid up for the better part of two days. I painted Sam's room. We had family in town for 4 days with sweet basketball tickets. I created a large scale model of a slab of bologna for my daughter's birthday cake. We had a birthday/watch KU beat K-State for the 3rd time party. The clocks changed. I managed to keep 2 kids breathing for another week.

I am flippin' exhausted. I will be back tomorrow with something more witty and heartfelt. Today, I lounge around like a sloth.

Happy Sunday.

Spring Fever

Spring fever has arrived at my house. Birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, and I am again wielding the powerful combination of spackling compound and putty knife.

I get urges to do things, and then convince myself that they need to be started RIGHT THIS INSTANT. This is how my master bathroom was updated, my bedroom painted, and the 1970's era wall paper scraped from my foyer. There was nothing scheduled about it, I literally just snapped and decided that was THE DAY to do it. John has come home many times to me sledgehammering walls, mudding drywall, and painting. He's gotten really good at complimenting me on my handywork, and asking if I am pregnant again, as these two things go seemingly hand in hand (the answer, by the way, is HELL to the no).

On the agenda this week? Sam's bedroom is being painted. I taped and spackled this morning, sanded this afternoon, and will pick out paint as soon as Sloane wakes from her nap. His room will be painted tomorrow before John gets home. Because I am AWESOME.

Did I mention Sloane's first birthday party is this weekend? Nothing like waiting until the last minute there, Lindsey. But at least I will have another fabulous home improvement project to show off.

I will post pictures when it is all finished and nice and pretty.

Story time with Sam...

Sam is not a big napper anymore, but he does have to have quiet time in his bed every day. I allow him to read books, but that's it. Today, I sat outside his bedroom door and listened to him "read" his books. Here's Sam's version of "Goodnight Moon." I couldn't help but laugh. :)

"Nigh night bunny! Nigh night fire! Nigh night star! Nigh night moon!"
*page turn*

"No no no no no TT! No no no no TT!" (he calls Sloane TT)
*page turn*

"Bunny tired. Nigh night red balloon! Nigh night house. All done."

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Sickness, round 294

We've been to the pediatrician's office more this winter than I've been to Target. When I make my schedules for the week, I should just go ahead and start throwing a trip to Dr. R's office in there. 11:30 seems to be our time slot twice a week.

So, if you see my pediatrician driving a big fancy new car, or putting an addition on his house this summer...we probably had a large part in financing it. :)

Come on Spring...get here already!

Precious.

Sam fell asleep on the living room floor. He looked so adorable, all curled up with his "mank." I love this kid.