PICTURE THIS:

So, Joe got off work at noon last Thursday and had Friday off too, so our weekend was officially started. We all dressed down into our jammies and popped in a movie. I was craving a Diet Pepsi, so I decided to run down to the market and get Joe and I some pop. As I was leaving, I thought I'd take Lady (our Beagle) along since she loves car rides. She was all too excited to go and ran around the house like crazy after I said the word "Bye bye."


Now, remember, I was in my pajamas. And not just any... some pink and white flannel pants, and an old, pink, maternity t-shirt. And no bra.


Ya know, I've had moments where I think... 'Who knows who I'll run into. I probably should make myself a little presentable.' Well, the pop machines were just right outside the building, and I planned on just pulling right up, getting the drinks, and leaving.


Easier said, than done.


So we left. Music up, windows down; a nice little "minute" away from the kids! We did pull right up to the building. I left the car running, because, as I said, I was just going to hop out and hop back in.


I got a couple cans, brought it over to set on the car, turned around to go get another can and heard it. The doors lock. I turned around to run and unlock them through the window, but it was too late. Not only had she locked the doors; she'd rolled the window up too.

So there I am. Standing outside of my locked car with the engine running and my dog inside, in my pajamas (and no bra), yelling, begging, PLEADING with her to come to the window and undo what she'd just done. Of course, she just stood there on the middle console, tongue hanging out and tail wagging like she was having the best time of her life.

One of the boys that works at the market came out to do some sweeping and offered to let me use his phone. So I called Joe. Well, we were both a little "iffy" about him coming to rescue me because Connor had been diagnosed that day with Bronchitis and Haylie was still getting over Pink Eye. So, the boy whose phone I was using went inside and got me an old pizza pocket so that I could try and lure Lady closer to the lock button.

You think I looked crazy before? Now I was standing in my pajamas, no bra, right outside the front door where people were streaming in and out of the store, with food in my hands, begging Lady to just move an inch. It was so horrible. I felt so stupid. But what was I supposed to do? I couldn't really walk home and just leave my car running... except the doors were locked so no one could really steal it, could they? But still...

And then he came. My Hero. With the other set of keys. And we all went home happy. Except Lady... I threw the pizza pocket away. At least she cleaned up all the crumbs in the car. :)

:)

June 19, 2010 We caught Maggie smiling yesterday. Her first smile was actually last Tuesday, the 15th, but this is the first one we caught on film. So much fun! I sure do love this little girl!

Spit-Swallow

Me: Haylie, why is your eye watering?

Haylie: Oh it's just a spit-swallow.

Me: What's a spit-swallow?

Haylie: It's when you spit. And then you stick out your tongue. And then you swirl it around your tongue. That's why it's called a spit-swallow.

Me: .......oh.

My Blog is Boring...

Or is this post-partum (sp?) depression kicking in?

I used to like my blog. I thought it was good. I had people telling me that they liked how I write. And now... well... it sucks. I need to work on it.

What happened to the little creativity I had? It just disappeared.

Well this makes me feel better. This little girl right here. I still think my blog is boring, but at least I feel better when I look at her face. :) I never thought I could feel more after knowing the love you have for each of your children. But she just completes it. It's like there's some hidden, locked doors in your heart that just magically open and when they do, enormous amounts of love and happiness and everything good, just come pouring out.

I'm so happy to have my little Mags. She is the light of our lives. We are all SO in love with her. Even with her constant spit up and her HUGE dislike of riding in the car below 50 MPH. ;)

Maggie, Maggie, Maggie!

Just because we've been focusing all of our attention on Maggie lately, I snagged a couple of pictures of Haylie and Connor one afternoon while they were riding their bikes. As you can see, Connor is dressed while Haylie is still in jammies. Connor LOVES "riding his bike in the front." It makes him SO happy. In fact, he loves everything about the front yard. FREEDOM! So, on this day, when I told him he could ride his bike in the front, I actually got a smile with teeth! That NEVER happens. And no, NOT because she didn't get dressed. She IS dressed. Every day she asks me if she can have a "pajama day." Sometimes its at 8:00 in the morning and she changes from one set of jammies to another. Other times she asks at 6:00 in the evening. On this particular day that I decided it wasn't worth the whining, she pulled out her favorite "nightgown." She got this from Auntie Kelli (my sister). It's actually a shirt that I believe she used to wear over her swimsuit... Haylie just LOVES it!!! And why wouldn't she??? It twirls (and trust me, she's showed us millions of times) and it's Auntie's! She would wear it every night if we'd let her...

And yes. I let her wear it outside to ride her bike. :)