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So......the router took a poop. All sorts of awesome there right? Guess who's off to the big box store tomorrow? That's right, this lah-hoo-zer.

I have experienced it today. I don't think there was a time (other than when I was driving) today that my body wasn't moving. Oh let's not get crazy and think that I was exercising because that? That would get you committed to the loony bin. No, I gave up exercising last year and have been toying with the idea of starting up again but gosh, doesn't that mean I have to exert...what's that called? Energy? Yeah, that stuff? Doesn't exist in my body. I've looked. My kids have Puh-lenty of it though. If only..... The Littlest Little had an ultrasound today and of course, we were misinformed on whether the doctor would talk to me afterwards or not. I was told he would be talking to me, the technician informed me (albeit nicely) that I would get a phone call on Monday . Awesome :::insert sarcasm::: The baby did well, was ogled by the nurses and declared so cute and oh my! Look at those chubby cheeks. Yes, thank you, I bake good looking babies. They get that cutenes...

Yesterday must have really worn me out. I can barely keep my eyes open today. I got two phone calls from the boy's school today. The first was from the principal letting me know that she had to call the police liaison officers into her office today to have a chat with my son. My almost 6 year old son. He was being very aggressive in class and ended up screaming at the teachers that he hated them and school was stupid. If it was anything like I've experienced, it was ugly. He wasn't intimidated by the officer at all. That makes me scared for a few years from now. The other call was from his case manager and she filled me in on some other events that have taken place. I just don't get the school sometimes. They want to keep us informed and hello? that's what we want too. However, I'm always getting notices for school events a week or two after the fact. His folder never comes home when it's supposed to. Sometimes I wonder if he even belongs there. We have a co...

Daddy's girl for sure Getting some love from her Mama

To recap, this in my BIL Kota. He doesn't like his photo being taken. Tough shit I say. I got me a sweet, too expensive camera and you're holding a cute baby. You are now considered photogenic. But only cause of the baby. I kid. What we have here is a mess. All I asked for was one photo of him smiling with his baby girl. Just one, COME ON KOTA! I got this. and this and this and this. This is why he fits in the family so well. He's not afraid to look goofy. God love him, we sure do!

I'm gonna go with the "He just didn't care" answer. We went to my BIL Pedro Juan's house last night for a weenie roast. My sister in law's husband, Kota, was there and now, you shall meet him. This is a "normal" look and really, saying that's normal is a stretch. It's usually the following looks that are "normal" for him. Love ya Kota!! Poor Fluffy. She says she looks like his older daughter, not his wife. Please note that Chunky Monkey, for once, is not looking at the camera. And believe me, I tried to get her attention. She did. not. care. The blank look on his face. Some promise. I see some. I have some others that I shall post to the world tomorrow.