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The Birthday Ducklings Reincarnated. 2

The Birthday Ducklings Reincarnated.

I have to interrupt my regularly scheduled homeschooling post to share pictures! I don’t think I ever updated about The Birthday Ducklings.  They were all murdered by their father, Benny Duck.  He broke their necks one afternoon and I found them all three floating in their little pool.  I’d seen him chasing them the day before and thought about separating them, but I never dreamed he would actually kill them.  Apparently male ducks sometimes murder their offspring, who knew? It was incredibly sad. BUT…they are...

A Sunday in August. 0

A Sunday in August.

This afternoon we looked at a house for sale.  We really liked it, except that it has a tiny backyard. We need to move.  Our current house is just not cutting it, we’re tripping over each other.  If we’re going to homeschool successfully we need to have a little space to spread out and do work.  No matter how much I try to organize it’s impractical to live in this cramped space 24/7.  It’s not like we’re all away at school and...

Surprise Birthday Present! 3

Surprise Birthday Present!

Today is my birthday.  I’m now the ripe old age of 26. To be honest it wasn’t a very great birthday.  The girls have been sick with a cold and Ada hasn’t slept more than two hours in the past three days. I am totally exhausted, like to the point of being non-functional. When I went out to check on our chicks this morning something had eaten the skin off of the head of one chick.  The poor little thing was still alive,...

What if’s…. 1

What if’s….

I’m having a lot of anxiety. That’s really nothing new considering I’ve struggled with anxiety for a long time, but still…anxiety is lame and I dislike it. I’m nervous about K coming. We’ve already got such a good thing going, what if she ruins it?  What if her visit is just horrible? What if she has reactive attachment disorder?  What if it’s just too hard to deal with? What if she hates us?  What if our house is too messy?  I can’t keep...

The Lipstick & The Spring Dance Recital 0

The Lipstick & The Spring Dance Recital

Now for some things that are good. Mainly my kids!  (I mean, you know, they aren’t always good, but they are pretty much awesome 99% of the time.  Or when they aren’t trying to make me crazy…) Rosie had her spring dance recital last night.  For the recital she has to wear make-up.  The outfits and the make-up kind of make me want to run in circles screaming and then bury my head in the sand, but Rosie absolutely *loves* every...

Broken Leg. 4

Broken Leg.

On Sunday night Rosie was being absolutely awful and refusing to go to sleep even though she was waaaay over tired.  She just kept screaming and kicking, it was terrible!  Finally at 10 Tyler went in her room and sat on the bed to scoop her up in his arms, but somehow in a split second in the dark her leg got caught or something.  Tyler doesn’t even know what happened.  Rosie was kicking and fighting him and it was a...

Pleasantries. 0

Pleasantries.

Today was an awkward stressful sort of day where a lot of things went wrong. For example the electric company contracted a tree cutting service to trim branches from around the power lines, but instead they came in my yard while we were asleep and chopped down (at the base) my five foot tall red leaf maple tree that Rosie and I planted a couple years ago when Ada was born. They also moved my picnic table and left it against...

Worst Road Trip EVER. 5

Worst Road Trip EVER.

This is a great blog entry.  One in which I admit to drugging my toddler and leaving my five year old alone with strange men outside a diner.  In other words, it’s a post about a bad day.  A really, really, REALLY bad day.  In hindsight it’s a tiny bit funny.  Just a teeny tiny bit.   We tried to go to meet friends from my April 2010 due date club yesterday in Asheville and it was a complete and total fail. ...

I survived, minus three teeth. 2

I survived, minus three teeth.

Alas, I have survived the wisdom tooth removal. Barely. I psyched myself up beforehand so I wasn’t even that nervous.  The night before I wasn’t allowed to eat or drink after midnight, and I dreamed realistically that Ada was unwrapping foil covered chocolates and stuffing the candy in my mouth.  I was like, “Om nom nom this is so delicious.  I can’t swallow or I won’t be able to have my surgery.  But it’s so goooood…” Then I woke up and it was time to go.  Tyler...

Speech Therapy and Debt Consolidation. 1

Speech Therapy and Debt Consolidation.

Rosie has her speech evaluation tomorrow at our local elementary school. I’m kind of nervous!  I wonder what it will entail.  Rosie is nervous too, more so than I am. She has trouble saying her R’s.  They are like W’s.  She also can’t say the letter J, she says a D sound instead.  Like “dam” for “jam” or “poil” for “pearl”.  “Girl” sounds like “gal”.  She’s improving slightly as she gets older, but she still has such a baby voice compared to her peers. ...