#73

Hehe, my dad makes me laugh. I just got off the phone with him, and really the guy is funny... Not appropriate at all for normal, law abiding citizens... But funny for me!

I declared today a chill-ax day. So we stayed in pj's and watched Toy Story (Mommy! Where Buzz?!- as he fell out of the window!) and had chili dogs for dinner. It was nice to not worry about getting ready or dealing with the girls' 'independence' or being on time... I just got to hang out with my chicks, do a farm puzzle with them, read books, wear tutus. Well, I didn't dress up!

One awesome thing was nap time. I know, I sound a bit loony because nap time is a struggle in the B house. But today, I was not playing around or being Nice Mommy. I needed nap time to type up notes from a board meeting! So I put P in the pack n play in the office/junk room, and I put K in the crib in the girls room. They screamed and were borderline hysterical for about five minutes. I took that five minutes to make a cup of tea, find my notes, find my iPod, etc. Then, all was quiet... For the most part. I heard some stirring and whining, and talking. But overall, they were quiet and sleeping. Five minutes of hell for about 90 minutes of peace. I can handle that! I guess I will try the same thing tomorrow for nap.

Oh, remember how I was sad yesterday about my nana's birthday bash? Well, the fam is making a quilt with all her great grandchildren hands and feet prints. So tonight I cut up a plain white sheet and J got pink paint from the craft store. We then got the girlies hand and foot prints! i really don't think WE have any of those from their little hands and feet... I think J should do that in plaster for mother's day. tell him that for me?!

One last thing and I am off to bed. My husband is amazing. I know I have been complaining about him a lot lately. And feeling even worse toward him. But he is the man I love, the man I will be complaining about and loving for the next 1,000 years. This morning, he walked in when I was wearing nothing but a sports bra, running shorts, and a bit of sweat. He gave me 'the look' and said I looked good. To which I laughed and said he was blind. His reply was "Well, I kind of thought that it was my opinion that mattered on this topic. I think you look good." And he just walked away like that was that. And really, it was.

I love the way he loves me.