Saturdays are weird when you're a stay at home mom and your husband has a very unconventional work schedule. Even still, for my entire life, Saturdays have been the day that I get caught up. Caught up on dishes, laundry, general cleaning, homework, etc. I've still tried to maintain that since the girls have come, but it's getting harder because they want to be entertained more and more. Don't get me wrong, I love playing with them, but when you have 4+ loads of laundry sitting on your bedroom floor from last Saturday, something needs to be done.
The solution?
Elmo. Elmo in Grouchland to be exact. It's quite intense. Take a look...
I told ya so! One of the participants at my old job would have watched this 24/7 if given the chance. It's that amazing. Thankfully, we now own the DVD and my girls are being programed to love Sesame Street as much as their mother did/does. What can I say? We start 'em young at our house.
Don't worry though, the girls watch very little tv. However, did I mention that I had 4 loads of old, clean laundry to put away? Not including the new loads I did today. Yep, Elmo saved the day!
Here's the Sesame Street video of the week. These segments will always remind me of my brother, Jason, because my mom used to sing this song as if he was the Teeny Little Super Guy.
I broke down at work today. There were a myriad of things going on in my little brain and I went into the bathroom and broke down pretty hardcore. Two sweet boys, my stinker, and his friend were quite concerned for me. Stinker patted me on the back and his friend kept asking who made me upset and if I wanted some of his candy. It was adorable and made me feel so much better. I absolutely love my job and am super sad the majority of it's ending in 2 days. Hopefully, if I still work at brasc next summer, Stinker will walk in and sumo over to me like he did this summer. If I don't, there will be some serious visitations to that building just to visit him. :)
I have a funny story about Stinker. He always loves grabbing my phone, water bottle, snack, craft, etc and holding it high above his head saying, "mine!!!" while laughing. He's my exact height, but I humor him by acting like I can't get it for a while. He finds it hilairous! Today, he grabbed my phone and started looking through my pictures. Every picture he found of Josh he'd yell, "Issss me!!!" Sorry friend, but you are not married to me. Even though you give me me 15 hugs a day, tickle my knee, want to ride in whatever vehicle I'm in (oh, and he yelled, " isss funny" when he saw a picture of the driving schedule he switched a while back), and we have a million inside jokes together, you are not my husband. However, I hope someday in Heaven, I'll still be able to call him Stinker and he'll respond in his grunting high pitched voice, "Hey! Isss you!" and then he'll call me a stinker and I'll have a regular conversation with him and his perfected mind. Yeah, that will be an awesome day.
Also, I almost ran over Hailey Willie while driving the mini bus this morning. Yes, I drive a bus that is filled to the brim with wheel chairs and autism. Sorry Willie. I hope this and my current facebook status are enough to receive your full forgiveness for your almost slaughter at the hands of me behind the wheel.
In other news, the camera has shipped! And my doubts have officially been put to rest that I do NOT need a passport for the cruise. Yippee!
p.s. have you seen today's picture on bing? It's beautiful. The picture changes every day, so if you didn't see it...too bad. I've officially broken my google addiction. Bing is so much more lovely.
