The war for dominate female in the house has begun

Apparently in my house, there has begun a war for who's dominant female in the house. Sarah came over to me and said:

"Daddy, Daddy, listen, I have something to tell you. When mommy talks to you and tells you to do something, DON'T listen to her. Only listen to me."


I laughed, and laughed.....

Update

I think we're 10-12 weeks along. I know these sonogram are a bit small, but if I enlarge them they get too fuzzy.

These are the newest technology- its either 3D or 4D sonogram scans......Kim was the first to be the office's guinea pig....er....First to use it. Not even the tech had seem them yet. As you can see its VERY cool. In the second picture he/she is covering his/her eyes.....Like "leave me alone, I'm trying to sleep here."

Heart rate is 167, a big jump up from the 120's......Other than that everything is fine.

Oh if your wondering, that big lump on the baby's stomach is the cord I believe...Nothing to worry about.....

Is common curtsey too much to ask?

I mean really. Is curtsey too much to ask these days?

I know she's closing her school, and its a bit of a traumatic thing in her life, but is it really too much to ask to be called to say "Sorry dance class is canceled today due to illness."???

I mean, if you have the time to put a sign on the door, wouldn't picking up the phone and calling the 7 or so students in the Saturday class....And say double it since the Thursday and Saturday class are combined?

Driving all that way with an excited 3 year old, only to have to tell her class is canceled because her teacher is sick......And especially considering there is no make ups.....

Five Facts

Okay I was tagged by http://therantingsofdeb.blogspot.com , The Rantings of Deb.

5 Facts...**Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 5 facts about yourself. Then choose 4 people you want to tag and list their names. Then leave a comment on their blog letting them know they’ve been tagged.**

I swear I've done this before. But anyway:

5) Kids love me. I swear I'm a kid magnet. Strange kids I dont know gravate towards me everywhere I go. They all want to play with me. Playgrounds, McDonalds, people's houses...you name it.

4)Wargamer/roleplayer. I play wargames and roleplaying games. Dungeons and Dragons, Warhammer 40k, you name it.

3)I'm one of the girls, just about everywhere I go. Whether its online or in RL, I seem to fit in with the ladies quite well.....now whether I should be scared or smug about it is another story.

2)I'm a smartass. Seriously. Scroll through the early days and see what I say, or what I hope to teach sarah....

1)I very much love my wife and child, soon to be children. They are my life, and they are very dear to me. More than my own.


I'm not tagging anyone. I'm putting a stop to this chain letter blog type....so na na na na Deb.

Damn that's cold

So dad walks into work....askes how the house is going. I tell him progress and his next response is "yeah your mother and I were laughing at you guys last night."

What?

"yeah, we've been there with the inlaws intrusive help and we were laughing at you guys and your predicament. But don't worry, it will be worth it in the end. You just have to put up with it."

Gee thanks dad. I'm glad my house be turning my house upside down at times is fun amusement for the rest of the family.

So gals, I have 3 single brothers. Be warned, DON'T marry into this family....The compassion and mocking is the dinner table high light of the day if you have some issues or problems...

Ah ha

Inlaws on the receiving end of Sarah's antics......

They had to remove the toilet to tile behind it. So they ask....Does anyone have to go? The inlaws go, the Mrs goes....Sarah says no, I don't have to. No I don't need to try. So they remove the toilet....

10 minutes later....Sarah says "I have to pee....." And none of our friends are home across the street or down the block....So they have to take her to a person's house we sorta know....


I love that little girl....

Uhappy campers

So since neither us pickedup sarah from pre-school, mommy found some cool art project, he school work, and the scholastic order book forms. So after ooooing and ahhing at it, the mrs looks around for the bin she got to put it all in.

We cant find it. So after tons of looking, we realize that she's put clothes in a SMALL bin. The small bin that it use to be in. Uh oh....mrs wonders if her mom threw it out? More looking, nothing. Daddy's getting very unhappy......so a small trip outside since tomorrow is garbage day, one dicovers it rolled up and stuff in the garabage.....

WTF? WHY in gods green earth would you take what really is kids work and throw it out, when its in a bin, to stack clothes in a bin that is apparant that its not a bin that can hold clothes?

Even the mrs was confused. So a sharpy marker later.....we made sure its labeled. But still daddy is very unhappy......

Come on, help out a Friend

Adopt me for a short time. Please?

I swear I need to check under the bed for a magical portal that leads to an alternate universe or something.....

Lets see:

The inlaws are being helpful....And driving me nuts. Well the Mrs too, but she's handling it. Or gotten over it. Their paying and redoing the bathroom......And have straightened out the house. To the point of I cant find anything. It great.....But man, having to pee in the compost pile while waiting for the toilet for two days is not exactly fun in the winter.

Of course, its not just her parents. Mine are acting weirder by the day. Seriously. I was over today as I had to pick up something and in the old Italian way, you cant leave without being fed....And the topic of conversation? Guess. I bet you cant.

English grammar. The proper way to construct a sentence. And other odds and ends of that nature.

huh? Who are you people and where did you hide the bodies of my parents?

So help out a friend and adopt me for a short time till it passes. I do dishes and laundry and as long as you don't play the inlaws game of "hide the laundry hamper" I can actually put my dirty underwear in them...

Crap in a bag.

*sigh*

Saturday mornings is Daddy and daughter go to ballet time. Its nice morning, she goes to a nice school, and really really enjoys it.

So after class, we get a sealed letter. NO letter sent home from the school has ever been sealed before, so I already know its not good news.

Her school is closing down permenantly. The spring recital I was looking folward to is canceled. Last day of class is, of course, sarah's birthday. Oh the remainder of classes are moved from 10am to 4pm on Saturday......

*sigh* She's not going to be happy. But while I do have the option of dropping out and getting a refund, I'm going to let her take all the classes left. Sarah really likes ballet.

Guess I'll have to find another school for her if she wants to continue....

Oh my, I'm *so* not ready

For her to grow up. This is Sarah in her Ariel Wedding gown play clothes.......(on sale after christmas for $7!)


I am just so not ready. Just look! All grown up looking. And not even FOUR yet.....

Ok folks, we need help.

But relax, its not an emergency.


The heart beat was low, which according to most females, means it might be a boy.

Which means we have a problem. We cant find a boy name we both like and agree with. Its a good thing Sarah was a girl, because at almost 4 years old, she might not have a name yet if she was a boy.

So give us some suggestions of boy names we can fight over......er...discuss......

Update

7 weeks, 2 days. That's how old the "peanut" is, according to the ultrasound technician.

Mrs had another appointment, so I went along at her request.

Everything is normal so far and progressing as it should.....

And walk the last mile.....

As the Cinderella song goes.....(explaining in case a certain someone doesnt get the song reference like movie ones. You know who you are).

Speaking of songs: Sarah's running around the house yelling "Dude looks like a lady" thinking its the funniest thing since sliced bread. Apparantly she heard the song in the car and thinks its funny a man looks like a women.....




Speaking of miles:

We spent the weekend with good friends. They use to live an hour away in NJ, but he got a better job and moved to.....well, almost Pittsburgh, near her family. And bought a bigger house than they had for less for the post stamp house they had in NJ. Man, rural areas are a sweet place to live.

Anyway they have a 7 year old girl, 5 year old girl, set of faternal twins at 2ish, and a newborn.....throw one 3 year old in the mix and fun and games commence! We were there from saturday afternoon till Monday afternoon. A 6 hour ride only took 5 and a half with stops! yea go me.

Lots of fun to be had.....the twin girl latched onto me as her best friend. Heck it was funny, when I went to take a shower she called out "bath, bath" and started stripping down....apparantly thinking she could come with me....apparantly I was winning out over mommy....

Then came the ride home. Which took about 6 and a half or 7 hours. Fog was a big problem on the way home....its SO warm out here. There was NO snow between NY and Ohio.....I think Attila stole it all out in Colorado.....I'm not kidding. No snow. Who'd have thunk it?

But the good news is Sarah is a good traveler. Give her a book or her kids bible or color wonder, she's all set for a while. A single movie on the DVD player and she's good all the way. Not mutiple pee stops either......she has daddy's iron bladder.....

Anyway its good to be home....