2013 baby

Welcome back bless-ed interent.

I started school and clogging and, it seems, a million other things that have left our lives in chaos.  Add to this the great injustice of consumer slights.  It seems everything we have bought over the past month has in some way broken.  I'm talking major stuff like the new fridge, the $$$ mamaroo, the TV, the internet.  Crazy life.  But we are 1/8 of the way to next summer 2013 baby!  Survival until then.  In the meantime: 

 My child needs constant stimulus.  She wants me to talk with her nonstop and won't play alone.  She is super social and incredibly active.  She wears everyone out who comes in contact with her within the hour.  So in the middle of chaos, I try to get her to run at the park a few times a week.  Could this be why I still have 138 essays to grade?

 I was a bit fed up with not getting to be a mom/wife because of busy busy busy things, so I decided to put everything on hold for one evening and cook an incredibly complicated German Morravian Chicken Pie with homemade sour cream crust and gravy.  It was incredible.

 Of course, we didn't eat until 10 pm and I managed to dirty every dish in the house.

 Here she is:  so squishy.  I race home every day after work to get my fill of this chubb-a-lova!  Never enough.

 And today I win the mom award.  I tossed out everything on my to do list in an act of rebellion and took the girls to the splash pad and lunch.  I am proud to announce Annie did not watch an ounce of television the whole day... but then (should I be worried) she jinxed it by becoming engrossed in Quinn and my viewing of the Hunger Games at nearly midnight.

 Well, I don't see why- if I am just meant to win the lottery anyway -why it can't be now so everyone can be put out of their misery?  Oh, did I say misery?  Really, it's not that bad.  Not yet.