Sunday, January 6, 2008

Party Hats

It's 6 Am. Ally has decided that sleep is no longer necessary as she stands next to me and screams I"M DONE MOMMY IT"S MORNING AND I"M DONE! Which translates into sleep is no longer necessary for her no matter how necessary it is for me.

Her baby brother has also now decided that he is done sleeping. More so the decision has been made for him as his sister climbs into his co-sleeper and sits on his head.

Mom: Ally Get off your brothers Head!

Ally: No He likes when I sit on it!

Mom: No, He does not like it when you sit on his head.

Ally: Well, I like it! I like that party Hat!

And so begins another Dr. Suess day.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

2008- That's Our Year

That was also my theme of 2007. I decided with all the crap and good stuff of 2007 I broke even. This year I've decided is going to be all good. Good things are going to happen.

I've given my personal motto for 2008 to be Decluttering. I've decided I'm going to declutter this house as well as my mind. Yes, it's going to be a good year of getting rid of all the baggage and nonsense that holds us down.

This is the year we get our act together. I've joined Weight Watchers and signed up to do a 10 mile run in April. I went for my first big run this morning- 3 miles and it almost killed me, but I finished it and am ready to run again. This is the year I get my body together.

This is the year we tackle all those demons that scare us and that have been holding us down. This is our year.

Maybe I'm putting too much pressure on 2008. Maybe I'm expecting too much to happen. But as I'm learning, nothing good ever came to those who just sat around waiting for it to happen. They made it happen. And this is what I plan to do.

Conversations from the Potty



It was 5 AM when Ally woke me up because she had to use the potty. As we sat there on the toilet in the early morning hours we saw an ant crawling on the floor- why we saw an ant in January I don't know but we did.

The following conversation followed:

Ally: There is ant.

Me: Where is he going?

Ally: To the work.

Me: Where does he work?

Ally: At the hospital.

Me: Is he a doctor?

Ally: No Mom, he's a baby ant.

I should have known. What else would an ant work as at a hospital?