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It Only Took 5 Hours

and that was with three potty breaks and 4 kids. I think we did very well. And? The children are all alive and well. We just got back from swimming where we equals me, Fluffy, the Littlest Little and Chunky Monkey. I didn't go swimming much to my son's sadness but he got over it once he cannonballed into the pool. The husband is still down there with the boy and the girl.

We had such a good time visiting with the husband's family. It was really nice to see everyone that came in from Nevada and Arizona since they weren't here the last time we were in town. The kids all had a great time too. The baby was passed to and fro. The girl declared that she loved her one cousin that's around the same age and that DID YOU KNOW WE ARE BEST FRIENDS?? Yes. My girl is the loud one. The boy? Well, he got his Nintendo DS yesterday and was sitting off to the side playing very nicely. Everyone went to him if they wanted to visit. It was kind of cute. When we first got there, he went right up his great gramma and was yapping away about the video game. Bless Gramma's heart. She did the whole Really? Wow! That's interesting! thing. He bought it all too, he doesn't know/care when people have no clue what he's talking about. He was very good though.

We come home tomorrow and hopefully I'll have time to post photos. I go back to work in a week so I better get all my time wasting in while I can.

Hey, did I tell ya'll that my latest obsession is the TV show Bones? Well it is. This is one show that my husband and I said that we would buy the seasons of even though we've never seen one episode. Well, my husband is a fabulous man and got me season One for Mother's Day AND seasons Two and Three for my birthday. I've blown through the first two seasons and will be starting season three tonight. I haven't been this into a show since the Sopranos. Of course now I'll have to try and be patient and wait for season Four (that just ended a couple weeks ago) to come out on DVD. Lord help us all with that.


Mandy said…
shit.. you already go back to work in a week?!?!

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