I cried during a Toviaz commercial today. Toviaz-for overactive bladder. My spontaneous bawling had nothing to do with an overactive bladder. ;) The commercial had a Mom and Dad dropping their child off at college and as this commercial came on I was watching my girls play with kitchen bowls and spoons at the back windows while our dogs, Berkley and Sophie, ran back and forth across the porch. The girls were just giggling and bouncing up and down and I thought, "We will never get these moments back...and one day we will be dropping them off at college." Ugh....tears!
A pic of the girls finding the tupperware drawer
It has been a crazy couple of weeks. After the girls got over being sick, we went to Gunter for the weekend to celebrate Grammy's birthday. We had a great weekend at Grammy and Pop's house and then had a birthday lunch at Aunt Missy and Uncle Clark's house for Grammy. Missy made this amazing 3-layer cookie cake! Brent was talking about it for days. :)
Last week, Brent was working on building a fence across the backyard to keep the dogs away from the house. He will soon be working on repairing the damage they have done to our yard and back porch. So he has had some long, busy nights away from me and the girls, which means I have had some long, exhausting days.
This is how crazy I have been lately - I was rushing out the door one morning to take the girls on a walk and I ran into the bedroom to throw on some flip flops. I got all the way around our neighborhood before I realized I had two different flip flops on....one black and one brown.
Oops! Excuse my unmanicured toes...haven't had time for a pedi lately. :)Last week, Brent was working on building a fence across the backyard to keep the dogs away from the house. He will soon be working on repairing the damage they have done to our yard and back porch. So he has had some long, busy nights away from me and the girls, which means I have had some long, exhausting days.
This is how crazy I have been lately - I was rushing out the door one morning to take the girls on a walk and I ran into the bedroom to throw on some flip flops. I got all the way around our neighborhood before I realized I had two different flip flops on....one black and one brown.
Oh! And amidst the chaos of our house, Addie has become a biter. I don't know where she got this but when she gets frustrated or jealous about something she will bite her sisters. She only has two bottom teeth, but still, it hurts! One day last week, Reagan became her victim TWICE! Once on the hand and once on the cheek! Ouch! Poor Reagan had the remains of two tiny tooth marks on her left cheek to prove it for a few days. I also don't know what to do to get her to stop. You can't explain to her what she is doing wrong because she doesn't understand. Stern words and pointing to Reagan's cheek just made Addie bawl her little heart out...not sure she understood why I was upset with her.
Sweet Addie sleeping on her Maddie puppy
Brent and I took the girls for a checkup last Friday to see if their ear infections had cleared up and to get the girls' their 12 month shots. They were perfectly healthy and all over their ear infections and they each had to get FIVE shots. Oh man! It is so hard to watch and have them looking at you like "Why are you letting this lady hurt me?!" Breaks my heart! The did recover really well and stopped crying very quickly. They haven't had any side effects from the shots, so far, so here's hoping it's smooth sailing.
So happy...waiting for shots
Baylee
Addison
Reagan
Last weekend, Brent and I had a parents' weekend out. I spent Saturday shopping at Canton with my mom, Jill, and Jill's friend Tammy. Brent spent Saturday through Sunday on a canoe/camping trip with Jill's husband, Randy, and a few of his friends. I don't recommend a Canton trip on a Saturday, there were WAY too many people for my comfort level. :) Gran and Grandaddy came to our house for the weekend to watch the girls for us. We got a great report when we got back and the girls had been out around the neighborhood in the choo choo with Gran and Grandaddy.
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