Friday, January 06, 2006

The kids got hair cuts yesterday. Patton looks like a little man with his first real haircut. Isabella's hair is almost long enough for ropes(braids).

My son, being the genius that he is just got stuck in a garbage can. I laughed so hard that I almost peed my pants.

When I get online the first thing I do is read my sisters blogs. I need to stop doing this because by the time I finish reading I feel my life is really boring and then I have nothing to write about.

Yesterday Isabella announced to the Wal-Mart pharmacy that I have KY warming liquid and that I keep it in the table by my bed. I love my life.

6 Comments:

At 1/06/2006 5:25 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hellllooooo? Today I wrote about my straightener breaking. How is that exciting?

Also, have I mentioned lately that I freaking love Isabella. She picked up where I left off in the embarrassment department.

 
At 1/06/2006 5:27 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

So, I wrote a comment and then it got lost somewhere in the land of blogger. I believe it said...

Hellllooooo? Today I wrote about my straightener breaking. How is that exciting?

Also, I love that Isabella picked up where I left off in the embarrassment department.

 
At 1/06/2006 5:28 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Maybe you should have used the KY warming liquid to get Patton's hand out of the garbage.

 
At 1/06/2006 5:29 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

Almost peed your pants? I thought after kids- you peed them if you even think about a sneeze. Am I the only one? And I like reading your too! I love kids. Especially the ones that DON'T live with me.

 
At 1/06/2006 5:55 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

You should have used the KY to get Patton's hand out of the garbage.

 
At 1/07/2006 5:16 PM , Blogger Mindy said...

Just remember my life was boring for 20 years while I concentrated on my career and supported a husband. My kids are your kids and since I don't have any of my own. I love the stories about them. I get to hear the day to day stuff that I usually miss when we talk. Keep writing; I love it!

 

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