A real live baby doll. 
A blogumentary of my family of ten. There's me, my husband, and our eight kids. No pets, just kids. Join us on our jolly joyful journey because alliteration makes me happy.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Friday, March 17, 2006
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Saturday, March 11, 2006
This morning the kids woke up too early. They entered our bedroom just before 8 AM. When they finally got bored when we didn't let them watch cartoons, they left and played in the girls' room. After a few moments I could hear giggling and a baby Wendy crying. It's unusual for Wendy to cry in the morning, so I got my lazy body out of bed to check on things. I figured she was hungry. But when I walked into the bedroom, I saw a crib filled to the brim with every toy and pillow in the room. She wasn't hungry, she was pleading for her life! As I dug her out, I told the kids to never do that again, and then I felt a very hard lump in the seat of Wendy's diaper. My mind was turning, trying to think of what she could have possibly eaten to produce a turd that large and solid. Frightened, I unsnapped her sleeper and opened her diaper to find a plastic piece of pineapple and a 4in.X2in.X1in. loaf of wooden bread. Apparently the kids thought it was amusing to stuff her diaper with play food the evening before. I am curious as to what the babysitter was thinking last night when she took Wendy up to bed. Wendy is a very tolerant baby.
Today I took Bradley and Emily to see Curious George at the movie theater. I thought I had a brilliant idea of buying 20 oz. bottles of soda to sneak in. Unfortunately, Bradley drank his whole bottle and some of mine. He told me he had to go potty, but I convinced him he could hold it until the end of the movie. He was very good at being patient, but at the last five minutes he firmly declared that he had to go potty or he was going to go in his pants. So we left and missed the ending. However, it was worth it to see Bradley sit on the potty and hear him say, "Ahhhhh, that's better!"
"The Diaper"
Today I took Bradley and Emily to see Curious George at the movie theater. I thought I had a brilliant idea of buying 20 oz. bottles of soda to sneak in. Unfortunately, Bradley drank his whole bottle and some of mine. He told me he had to go potty, but I convinced him he could hold it until the end of the movie. He was very good at being patient, but at the last five minutes he firmly declared that he had to go potty or he was going to go in his pants. So we left and missed the ending. However, it was worth it to see Bradley sit on the potty and hear him say, "Ahhhhh, that's better!"
"The Diaper" Wednesday, March 08, 2006
I apologize to my fans for the extended delay in my posts. You see, my kids just don't do funny things when I have morning sickness. (Yes, that's right, number five is on its way.) Anyway, today was pretty good day. I was ambitious enough to attempt to organize the playroom. We counted the Lego pieces, sorted Mr. Potato Head parts, gathered Connect Four checker pieces, dressed the Barbie and Kelly dolls, and put things back in their places. So I hope to do better on my posts. We'll see. Don't give up on me.
Last night Emily recognized and acknowledged the fact that it feels good to laugh. She and David played the game where one would try to make the other laugh and the other would try not to laugh. Bradley joined in later on. David used the philosophy if it works, keep doing it. So the fart sounds repeatedly got the laughter.
Last night Emily recognized and acknowledged the fact that it feels good to laugh. She and David played the game where one would try to make the other laugh and the other would try not to laugh. Bradley joined in later on. David used the philosophy if it works, keep doing it. So the fart sounds repeatedly got the laughter.
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