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Name: Elleoz

From: Fort Mill, South Carolina, United States

I am 32 years old and have been married for 6 years. I had two children under 2 (hence the blog name), but now they are actually 3 and 2. Maybe it is time to change the blog name? Drama Queen is 3 and Wildman is 2 (15 months apart to be exact). I have a Bachelor's Degree on Criminal Justice from Applachian State University (Go Apps!) and have been at my current place of employment for going on 7 years.

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    Wednesday, July 05, 2006
    Happy Belated Birthday America!
    Happy Birthday America! I know that it is a day late, but those that know me realize that I don’t post from home so I have to wait until I am work to post. At least until they catch me…

    The weekend was pretty much uneventful. DH had to work a fireworks show Saturday night in Charleston SC. (That is his “new” hobby these days) so me and the kids were all alone. Other than the incessant whining from DD it was nice and quiet. Sunday, DH was supposed to do another show but it got cancelled so he was home all day. For some reason, that annoyed me to no end. I guess it was because I was expecting him not to be there. Who knows…I was just ill, but I got over it eventually. Monday, it was another show for DH, so I prepared to watch Hell's Kitchen in the comfort of my bed only to find out there would be no Brit screaming at wanna-be chef's that evening. Oh well. Who says there is something wrong with going to bed at 8 am anyway?

    I had to work yesterday in replacement of taking Monday off (the daycare was closed) and DH stayed home with the kids. I received a call around 1:30 from DH stating that I would be lucky to see my children alive when I returned home. Evidently, DD and DS decided to call a truce from toy snatching and proceeded to play in the kitty’s room. DD was standing in the litter box and DS was throwing kitty food around the kitchen with all his might. Apparently, there was cat food all over the place. That's my boy :) I couldn’t contain my laughter. Where was DH when all of this took place? In the living room, watching TV. Big surprise there. So, the old saying of beware when the children are quiet holds true already in my home. So scary! DH took pictures of the devastation. I’ll download them tomorrow if I get a chance.

    DH, SIL #2, and I took the kids to see the fireworks last night. I am so glad that we didn’t take them to any of the bigger shows. It would have been a waste of time. DD was scared of them (I think it was the noise) and hid from them the whole time. We tried to get her to watch, but she was having none of that. Of course, once she was in the truck and couldn’t really hear them she was all excited. The little goof! DS was afraid at first and cried for the first few, but then sat and watched the rest of them with wide eyes. His little heart was beating a mile a minute. He is such an observer of the world- perfectly content to sit and watch people and things.

    I am so proud of my babies I think my heart could burst. Even on those days that I want to sell them to the gypsy’s because of all the whining, they are my everything and I wouldn’t trade a single second with either one of them.

    Sorry if this post is all over the place. I have gotten behind and there is so much to tell. If anyone out there would like to see a post about any particular topic, let me know. I would be more than happy to oblige.

    Gotta try to get some work done around here. Have a great day!

      posted at 7/05/2006 04:01:00 PM

    At Thursday, July 06, 2006 8:20:00 AM, Blogger Amy W said...

    My almost 3 year old was petrified of the fireworks as well. I hope this stage passes....

    At Friday, July 07, 2006 4:47:00 PM, Anonymous Mary said...

    Just a comment on the MIL thing. When I was growing up, my fathers mom was the same way with my sister and I and I knew it. She could care less about me and was all about my sister. It never did get better either. I just hope that she changes by the time your ds is old enough to realize what is going on, as it does hurt.

    Oh, and we bought my 3 and 4 year olds earplugs this year for the fireworks! :-)


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