Monday, February 28, 2011

Waiting for rain...

Today is a windy, warm day. It's a wearing jeans and flip-flops kinda day. For me, it's been a bad day. It's one of those days where I want to crawl back into bed and say "uncle." A day where I can do no more. I won't get into's just one of those days. The girls are happily playing "Jake & the Neverland Pirates" in the backyard. I let them play together while I let the wind whip my hair around my head as I brush the dog, who's losing his "winter coat." Off in the distance I see storm clouds approaching. They've been hovering all day and it looks like they're closer now. It's getting darker. And I'm ready for it.

"After winter comes the summer. After night comes the dawn. And after every storm, there comes clear, open skies." ~Samuel Rutherford

Sunday, February 27, 2011

We're baaaaack...

Hey blog world! We are back baby! Back from our 7 day Disney World extravaganza. And boy are we tired. Well, not really anymore but it's not like doing Disney in 7 days is really all that relaxing. Especially if you take a trip like this with Doug. He's got a notebook planned with rides for each park we're going to along with what order we will be riding said rides in. I don't think I slept in once past 6:15 the entire trip. But considering that we were sound asleep every single night by 9:00 sometimes even 8:00, I guess getting up at 6:00 shouldn't be all that bad. In all seriousness, we had a great time. I will blog each park individually along with my likes and dislikes throughout the week but just wanted to give you a peek at what we've been up to. The girls had a blast and were sad to come home. We've already told them we will go back for winter break 2013. We must be crazy. Or something. Going in February is probably our best bet because it only got up to 83 degrees the whole time we were there. Which in Orlando terms meant it felt hotter thanks to the ever loving humidity that's always there. The last trip we took it was in the upper 90's but felt like H-E-L-L. So we won't be going in September EVER again. But February was tolerable. And by tolerable I mean I didn't want to rip my clothes off and dive into the moat surrounding Cinderella's castle. That wouldn't be good for anybody.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Rainy days lead to...

So...our least favorite season is winter. When I say our I really mean me. I freaking hate winter. It's cold. It's rainy. Half of our backyard gets zero sunshine until Daylight Savings begins again. Which means that it's a soggy gross mess out there. I have one kid who doesn't mind playing outside in the cooler weather. I have another kid who does mind the cooler weather and prefers to be indoors. The last few weeks around here we have had a lot of rainy days. Never fear. My girls love to be in the kitchen. I love to be in the kitchen. So on days like this, we make homemade chocolate chip cookies. And between us, we really just like the dough. Delaney would get out a spoon and eat it as a meal if her mother would let her. It's a nice activity to distract because it involves taking turns, pouring ingredients and listening for directions. Both girls get an A+.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

No such luck...

Okay, I feel like I need to write about something that's happened over the last two days so I can have some closure and move on. Something sad. Something that's had me awake at nights wondering, praying, and hoping for a solution. When I took Oliver to the vet last week for his incident with tapeworms, the vet rechecked his ringworm. He assured me that he looked MUCH better and he didn't see any symptoms of any current ringworm. He did however inform me that Oliver would now be known as a carrier of ringworm. For those of you that don't have a clue what I'm talking about, it means that while he may not show any clinical signs of ringworm, he may carry infective spores on the hair and skin. I was a little skeptical. But knowing how much the girls freaking love him, I decided to wait it out and see if anyone developed any new ringworm spots and then would go from there.

Fast forward a week later, not only did each of the girls acquire a few new spots, I did as well. My heart felt like it was shattering. While some of you may think this was a no brainer, I did not know what decision to make. So through prayer and guidance from God, I felt like the new ringworm spots was the sign I had been praying for. Nonetheless, it still felt very unfair. I should mention too that while I had been toying with the idea that we might not get to keep Oliver, I had also explained to Delaney what the problem with keeping him might present. For being only 6 years old, she really seemed to grasp why. While it made her completely emotional to even think of getting rid of our Oli, she did understand why it might have to happen. So when the girls woke up Friday morning with several new ringworm spots, I knew that it was time to say good-bye to Oli.

For some of you reading this, I may seem kinda crazy. Who loves a cat when you've only had him for not even two whole months? Us. Oliver had become a fun addition to our family. He was truly the perfect cat for us. He played with the girls endlessly. Wherever they were, you could be sure that he was with them. If Delaney wanted him to snuggle with her while watching TV, then that's what he did. He curled up every night on the end of Delaney's bed while we read bedtime stories. He showed up every morning to watch as I brushed her hair waiting for his opportune moment to attack said hair brush. He was a good, sweet kitten. And now he's gone and I feel like I did when we lost Joey last Christmas. The good news is that he's not dying. The shelter we got him from seemed to have no problem thinking they would find him a home in no time. He's a kitten and he's good with kids so he's got everything going for him. In the back of my mind I wanted to scream at her, "but he's our cat." We wanted our home to be his home. We love him. And this hurts so much. And our house seems a little emptier without him.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

A little snack...

Entering the kitchen this afternoon, I spied something hovering near Buddy's food dish. Upon closer inspection, this is what I found.

These are Hadley's frogs aka her collection. In case in you didn't know, she is obsessed with frogs. When I approached her about what said frogs were doing, she informed me that they needed a little snack. "They're hungry!" I think we can do a little better than Purina.