#71

Happy birthday to the husband! He cracks me up. As we were getting ready to sing to him, we were arguing about something. His rebuttal was "Hun, I have been doing this for 27 years. Holy shit, 27." We are getting old, buddy!

Besides the birthday cake, today was just another day in Not-paradise.

P and K are so freaking bossy and sassy. Ok, I bribed them this morning. "If you want to go to Play group and see C, you have to come here and get dressed." So for the next 30 minutes I had to listen to 'Mommy, see C, go pay goop. Mommy, get up. Bye bye Daddy." and on and on. They actually tried to push me toward the door.

After PG, we hit up the McD's. Which was fun. Until it was time to leave and get in the car. They kill me with the independence! Getting from the car into the commissary, shopping, and getting back in to the car was another batch of greatness. And please, lets not talk about nap time. I seriously think tomorrow we are not even going to try taking naps...

Ugh, tomorrow. Is it wrong that I am dreading going to bible study?? I really do like God, and the bible, and most of the women at the study. But the thought of getting up, trying to look cute, being all happy-smiley... And the actual bible study... I feel like I should just not talk at all, like I should ban myself from sharing my thought... Maybe I will try that tomorrow...