Snow Day Part Deux

Well we loaded up and headed over to Stephanie and Gracie's house to play in the snow. Geesh, talk about a pain to get dressed in 10 million layers to go outside for 10 minutes! But they had fun. I thought my toes were going to freeze off but I managed to get a few cute pics, which is the most important thing. 

So I just found out that State offices closed at 2:00 and I'm wondering if Gov. Joe knows something I don't! Maybe it's going to get worse outside! 

Snow Day

Well Sophie gets her first official "snow day" today because day care in CLOSED! I actually had a million things to do at work today AND a dentist appointment. But c'est la vie. We are going to TRY to head over to Gracie's later to play in the snow. So maybe I'll knock the dust off my camera and take some pics!

If you're snowed in too, have a great day off! 

An Open Letter to the People Buying Our House

**Disclaimer: Those easily offended, read no further.

Dear Retarded, Insufficient, Morons, who I wouldn't urinate on if you were on fire: 

Go eff yourselves. 

With Warmest Regards

The Carrs

Wow, I feel so much better.   I would say that all of this house stuff is winding up but alas it is not. The turds who are buying our house KEEP asking for stuff. As of late, it was an extra $75 home warranty. Truthfully, I'd rather take a match to $75 and watch it burn but at this point we want all of this behind us. So I'll sign the closing papers with a smile on my face but  I can guarantee you that I will be calling upon the powers of God, Allah, Buddah, and L. Ron Hubbard, to strike vengeance, locusts, and wrath upon these people. 

In the meantime, when I'm not wishing plagues and meteorites to land on this house once we move out, I've been playing with Little Bit. Friday it was warm enough to go out side so we broke out the scooter. I have a feeling by this summer she'll be zipping around like a pro. 

Oh and she's picked up another nice little word from her daddy. Yesterday, after Papa was finished exercising she told him to "go change your FREAKIN' shirt." Isn't that some eloquent language? Sometimes I'm glad that we never make it to church. I could see her saying to her Sunday School teacher "lets sing that freaking song Jesus Loves Me."

34 Months

Dear Sophia,

I mean this is the nicest way possible. THE. WHINING. HAS. GOT. TO. STOP. I think that your daddy and I are at a crossroads with this, either stop the whining, or go live with someone else. I don't understand it. I know of other kids that whine and I just don't see the point. With you, the MINUTE your feet hit the floor in the morning you start! This morning it was "mom-meeeeeeee I waaaaaant something to eaaaaaaat. And then we hear, "Oscar is geeeeeeting meeeeeee." Followed by "I waaaaaaant something to driiiiiiink." I admit I do not know what to do about it. I've thought about seeking guidance from self help books, other moms, and witch doctors. Whatever it takes, but the whining has got to stop. Did I mention that it has to stop? Because it does.

Aside from the whining, you've been pretty good kid this month.  Today, I took you to your first ever movie. "Hotel For Dogs." Daddy had to work so us girls needed something to do. He was betting against us and didn't think that you'd make it more than 1/2 hour. Boy was he surprised when I called him an hour and fifty minutes later.  You sat on a booster seat with your little tray of popcorn, sprite, and gummy bears for the ENTIRE movie.  I could not have been more proud. I knew you could do it. But I also know that there is NO WAY in hell you would have lasted had both me and daddy been there. Nor could you have lasted if you were with a friend. So I think we'll save movies for solo parent time. 

This coming month is going to be a big month of change. As long as the stars align in their proper places and the three moons of Venus are spinning on the same axis, we will be moving. We are leaving the only house that you have ever known. You'll probably have no problem adjusting. The bigger problem will be me. Bringing you home to this house is etched in my mind so vividly. I remember walking in the door, on edge, in a haze due to pain pills, crazy worried that Oscar would try to eat you and worried that you wouldn't poop like you were suppose to.  But we laid you in the bassinet and you slept for 5 hours straight that first night! So we knew you were a keeper. It wouldn't be until a year later that we realized just what exactly we had signed up for. A girl with the imagination of Steven Spielberg, the temper of Stalin, the heart of Mother Teresa and stranger than fiction. 

We are beyond excited to see you in your new BIG, big girl room. To finally be able to get you a kitten. To see you with room to spread all of your toys out and enjoy everything. Since October 90% of your stuff has been packed away and moved into storage and you haven't complained one single time. We are almost home. And I think we'll pack you up and take you with us. 

Love Always, Mama.

Life At It's Finest

No question about it, I've been slacking in the blogging department. We've been knee deep in house stuff. Actually we've been in the 5th Circle of Hell. Not to be confused with the 4th Circle of Hell which involves pushing gigantic boulders up a hill only to have them roll back down for the rest of eternity. That sounds much more pleasant. In fact, I'd trade pushing rocks over dealing with inspectors and banks, A-N-Y D-A-Y, at least I would be in shape. As of right now, I think we are rounding third base and we're almost home but I'm not packing my sh*t yet. 

And speaking of being in shape, I'm back on the diet wagon. I guess that's another reason as to why I haven't felt like participating in "life" at the moment.  My really good friend's sister just started working at the Tudor's Biscuit World, which means FREE TUDORS! Do you know what I would give for some Tudors, namely, a sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit, and add the fact that it's free on top of it? Do you? Well I'd rather not say. But instead, I'm regulated to counting points.

So woe is me. Little Bit has a horrible cold at the moment with a cough that could raise the dead. Oh but she brought me a present home from day care the other day. A piece of toilet paper that she kept in her butt crack all day. Yep. You read that correctly, go ahead, reread that last sentence. Her teachers saw her itching around on her butt and when asked what was wrong she said "it's toilet paper, I'm saving it for my mama." Well I figured that said toilet paper was long gone but wouldn't you know it, when we got home, she TRIED handing it to me. NICE. 

Saturday

1. Wake up at 8. 

2. Eggs for breakfast.

3. Two games of candy land.

4. A quick trip to Lowes.

5. A well behaved lunch in public.

6. A spur of the moment decision to go bowling.

7. An afternoon nap.

It doesn't get much better than that. 

Girls Girls Girls!

Speaking of, Motley Crew, I just downloaded "Home Sweet Home" onto my iPod, gotta love Monster Ballads. Anywho,   for the longest time there were zero girls in Steven's family. Even counting his cousin's kids, not a girl in sight. Finally, Little Bit came into the picture and was the only girl of 7 boys! But in the past month, that number went from one to four! 

Sophie's cousin Finn, now has a sister! Meet Kadence!

She is the cutest little 8 month old! And she's sooooo teeny tiny! 

Blah

I have a major case of the blahs. It's rained NON STOP all day long. Steven is in St. Louis for the week. But more importantly, the assholes that are suppose to be buying our house are trying to back out of their little deal. Nothing definite yet but things ain't lookin' good. And I'm sure no matter what happens, even if it does all work out, it will end up costing us. It always does. 

But this makes me smile. 

And this: 

We drove home on Saturday night and little bit woke up half way home crying and said, "but I wanted to take the babies home!!!" So sweet. But I have a feeling that their newness would quickly wear off, especially when they started getting into her stuff.  

I want to hold your hand....

Isn't this the sweetest thing EVAH! 

We made a quick trip to PA this weekend to visit Madi and Sami.  Sophie is 100% smitten, ok so she's not the only one! Everyone is in love!  They just sleep side by side, wake up and stretch, eat, and go right back to sleep. They seem so content just to be lying right beside one another. I remember calling my friend when Sophie was around 2 or 3 weeks old and asking, "is she suppose to cry every single time I lay her down?" Maybe God sent Amy easy babies since he knew she'd have her hands full with three in the house! 

So Madi's on the left and Sami is on the right. They are identical but right now Sami is a little more red than Madi. 

 Picture of big cousin Sophie B. to come tomorrow.