permission

i did it.

that ENTIRE bag of mixed up puzzle pieces? you know, the one i keep adding to as i find the pieces scattered around the house...delusionally thinking that one day when i have ohh, 3 or 4 spare hours, i'm going to sort them all into the proper box(es), toss the ones with too many missing pieces, and organize the rest?

ya, that one.

shhhh...come closer...

i threw it away.

unopened. unsorted. unrepentantly.

know what else?
while i was at it, i tossed an entire trash bag of broken/neglected/old and unplayed with toys.

shhhh....

there's more.
my google reader? the one that while i was "off" not blogging and not on the computer for a bit managed to amass 600+ unread blog posts from some of my favorite blogs?

mark all as read.

that's right. i did it.
unread. un-savedtheideasiloveforthefuture. unrepentantly.

i'm sure there were many awesome posts in there. great ideas that i may kick myself for missing later. just as i'm sure there were complete puzzles in that bag. puzzles the kids and i would have enjoyed putting together on a snowy night with cups of cocoa by our sides.

but sometimes, just sometimes, you have to toss the good with the bad. otherwise you'll drown.

a cathartic purging of clutter--both material goods and mental goods. it's good for the mind and body.

and to finish out my day?
i drank a cup of hot chocolate. with TWO packs in one mug. and whipped cream AND marshmallows.

and waited until the kids were in bed to do it.

that's just how i roll.

potty talk

just dropping in to say…

i haven’t “worshipped” here:

in TWO WHOLE DAYS.**

yeah, baby.

whereas little bear—she’s on it like a champ. we’ve basically given up diapers (except for bedtime).

she took to the potty thing like a fish to water…or a kitty to a litter box…or a puppy to one of those weird infomercial fake grass things.

srsly? “indoor washroom for dogs?”

now the cavities we’re going to be dealing with from all the candy rewards she’s gotten in the last week…well, that’s another story.

**do you know how hard it was to come up with a funny/vague way of saying that that couldn’t be completely misconstrued into something way dirty? yeah. hard.

 

four weddings and a funeral

we went. we saw. we know.

it’s so exciting. you could say we were tickled pink. or did we giggle until we were blue in the face?

we left our appointment, and stopped for icees. i had the hardest time deciding—blue raspberry? or pink lemonade?

either way, we headed back to the car for the ride home, listening to some tunes…my memory is hazy—was it pink or the moody blues?

and as the evening ended we enjoyed a beautiful sunset as a family of seven. although i’d be hard-pressed to say if i found the wispy pink clouds or the deep blue evening sky more stunning.

……

do you think i’m funny? because i do.
in case you were wondering, some other idioms i couldn’t fit in: blue in the face, like a bolt from the blue, in the pink… there are a lot more “blue” expressions than “pink” expressions.

……

what’s that you say?
just spill the beans already?

:o)

well, there’s a lot more blue than pink expressions, but there’s a lot more pink than blue googies.

googie #5 is a girl!

not everyone is super happy about it though…
little man took the news hard. and honestly, so did the googiemomma. i really had a gut feeling it was a boy. (so much for gut feelings) and i knew it wasn’t going to make my boy happy—so my heart broke for him.

we set up a scavenger hunt for the kids. clues leading them through the house to the big reveal—a gift wrapped onesie declaring “little sister”.

they loved the scavenger hunt.
but when the onesie started coming out, girlfriend girl said “uh-oh, i see pink”.

and little man broke down.
he had taken the news hard when we found out little bear was a girl. and he does love his baby sister. but the boy wants a brother.

we consoled him. we pointed out the benefits to being The Only Boy.
we told him “hey, you’re going to get a new room now!” (four girls requires some rearranging)
he said “i don’t want a new room. i want a little brother.”

:’(

so i did what any good momma would do.

i blamed daddy.

hehehe

it is his fault, after all.

a good night’s sleep and some extra cuddles from mommy and daddy have gone a long way towards acceptance--if not overwhelming excitement--of another sister.
he’ll be fine.

meanwhile, i think googiedaddy is buying stock in kotex.

and i may have to start running some ads on here to save up for {gulp} four weddings.

four.

oy.

and little man quietly mourns the loss of a potential (possible?) baby brother.



since i know you’re wondering-NO.*





*we will NOT be trying again for a boy. this shop is CLOSED. you hear me googiedaddy? C.L.O.S.E.D.