skip this, choose another

If you haven't read it yet, and you are a mother (or maybe not), go to the meanest mom blog and read it every day. It is hilarious. I love it every time I read it.
Today was daughter 3's birthday. She and her oldest sister invited friends over so I have been in minor meltdown mode for most of the afternoon.. but it is bedtime now so life is good. I burnt the birthday cake and there wasn't enough icing in the container (yes it was a new container) to cover that up. No one seemed to care.
Tomorrow instead of the waterpark (thunderstorms are predicted), we are going bowling (oh yes, my germaphobe issues are kicking in the anxiety overtime), then to lunch, then to the dollar ($2.50) movie (more germ issues). Planning to leave the littlest people behind and the oldest is going to a church activity... we'll see if it goes well... it will.
Wow, this was dull, really, go read another blog.

Wow! the pressure!

No, not the pressure of a large family, school, home, etc, but the pressure of a first blog. What is exciting enough in my life to write about?? Do I list my usual complaints or do I rejoice in my successes? I have no clue. So, I will just tell about my day. I went to school this morning after dropping off my two littlest babies with my good parents and picked up my 2nd child from school after her begging me via text message to come get her due to her terrible and failing health... hrmm... reminds me of yesterday when I received similar texts from her older sister describing an unrelenting and debilitating cough that was causing her extreme discomfort and possible future paralysis. Obviously, being the attentive (and gullible) mother that I am, I picked up my oldest sufferer yesterday and her miraculous recovery was immediate. Amazing what healing powers I posses . So, again, I picked up a child from school today, and took her with me to my school. I took her to the library and got her a snack while I attended classes. Between classes we grabbed some lunch at Golden Corral and went to Wal-Mart where I picked up a few things we needed and got her hair cut. This was quite brave since the last time we got her hair cut at a Wal-Mart salon she ended up wearing a bag over her head for 2 1/2 months. She turned out adorable, no surprise there since she is naturally lovely.
After classes, we rode home listening to some of her favorite music. Upon arrival, we were greeted through the window from a very attractive two-year-old boy who seemed to be genuinely happy we were home. My dear husband had prepared supper (doesn't matter what it was, no one would consider it gourmet but I am so glad he fed them something that didn't come from McDonald's.) Somehow scripture study didn't happen tonight... but we did get to the store to pick up birthday supplies for Miss I am turning 11 years old tomorrow.
The baby is now fussing, and hopefully it is a sleepy cry. Goodnight!!