Wednesday night was our Thanksgiving meal at church. Ellen did a little homework when we first arrived (we were early). While Ellen took a bathroom break, Lilly carefully inspected every inch of her big sister's pencil. She is detailed like that. She also made a few stray marks on the table and crinkled up Ellen's paper a bit. She's not quite ready for kindergarten.
The meal was great (as usual) but I ate the stuffing. The stuffing contained hard boiled eggs. I got sick. Just in case there was any doubt, I am still very much allergic to eggs. I like to test fate every once in a while. Until next time...
Me: Are you still wanting a castle for your princesses for Christmas?
Ellen: Yes. I have been wishing for that.
Me: What else have you been wishing for?
Ellen: A horse.
I was able to volunteer in Ellen's classroom Thursday morning. It was the best 2 hours of my week. We made paper mache Mayflower ships. It was messy. It was fun. It was loud. At one point I wanted to shout, Could everyone please be quiet for just like 5 minutes?! I refrained. The ships (NOT boats!) will be painted and adorned with sails, portholes and pilgrims. I am looking forward to seeing the finished project.
"Mommy, if you were me and you got this snack, you would love it." - Ellen regarding the 100 calorie package of Chips Ahoy cookies she chose for her afternoon snack at SACC (I picked her up early so she ate them in the car). She did not, however, offer me one of the cookies she knew I would love.
At the risk of ruining it all, I am going to say something that is long overdue. Lilly rarely spits up (and when she does it's nothing like it was before). I would say Lilly never spits up but she had a rough day recently so it is best to stick with rarely. In other words, no more reflux... just the normal spitting up that these babies tend to do. Am I still constantly on guard? Yes. Do I worry she will revert back to her old ways? Every second of every day. When one of us yells out for whatever reason do the other two people in the house (yes, even Ellen) automatically assume spit up is involved? Of course. It has been a rough road but I dare say we are are moving on to a newly paved superhighway.
Speaking of newly paved highways, the construction on 65 (south of Franklin) is finally coming together. So it will probably be another year or so before it's completed, right? But that is okay. I see progress. I see hope. I see four lanes. I see tail lights but I don't see break lights. One day soon peace will be restored to the land.
I am still getting used to the weather pattern at my new desk. It's very windy. I didn't think it was possible to be any colder at work than I already was... Brrr!
We have been going through some rough financial times lately. Kids = expensive. Everything is expensive. I almost cried in Publix over the cost of my birth control prescription. You know how when people are down and out they eventually start to look the part? That is me. And I feel worse than I look, which is pretty bad. I haven't made an official announcement but I am going to cancel Christmas. We just can't do it this year. That horse Ellen wants is going to have to wait.










