*No Win Situation- having a bionic nose during pregnancy causes dilemmas. Example: Love having a clean, bathed husband and kids. Hate the smell of soap, deodorant, shaving cream and baby shampoo, but also cannot stand the smell of "recess" (the way dirty, sweaty kids smell after a hard day of play), or b.o.
Example 2: Bad news when your son takes his diaper off during nap time and war paints his entire body with fecal matter.
*Wishing cooler weather in South Texas with a little soup and Bing Crosby's White Christmas Album for dinner. Since you know I only cook a few times a week, how gross is canned soup? What is the deal with hard peas, noodles, kidney beans and garbanzo beans and soggy veggies? Can somebody please recommend a good canned soup?
*A tribute to Brandi. Sweet dog that was loved by many was put to sleep today (she had a stroke this morning). She was originally a Christmas present to my cousin, Brittny. But Brandi decided she liked grandma Audrey better (or oxtail bones from her famous soup), and then when Grandma went to be with Jesus in Heaven (probably to do some bowling), Brandi went to live with my aunt Janice and Jim. They really love her. She was the sweetest dog and close to a daughter to my Aunt. She lived a good life. You will be missed, Brandi Girl.
*Audrey pulled herself up on a chair and stood holding it, laughing immensely at herself for nearly 7 minutes. Wish I had that on video, not that anyone besides Oma, Leigh and Margaret would have sat through a seven minute video.
*How grumpy do I get when people abuse the drive-thru lines? Example: A car with no children in it and no "person with disability" tag in the window. Times 20. And you insist on waiting in one of three lines at the bank drive-thru. Now after five minutes I am gridlocked in line with a van full of three children. By the time I get up to the crazy tube tunnel it has been 50 minutes, Audrey is crying loud, and Avery is about to wet her pants. So I finish with the "convenient" drive-thru, park in the front of the bank and unload all three kids to take Avery inside to the restroom. NOT ONE PERSON IN LINE INSIDE THE BANK. Can we please reserve drive-thrus for people like me. And while we are at it, how great is this idea?
*I am feeling pretty sentimental. Avery is going to be four in a couple weeks and I have been sooooo blessed to be her mommy. Just wanted to post a couple of my favorite pictures here and there until her big day.