Creaky Knees

I come from a long line of "bad knees" people. My knee first dislocated in 7th grade. I didn't understand what had happened, so I told the teacher I had sprung my ankle. Which was a weird enough conclusion to come up with, I mean my knee cap's unusual location should have been a clue. Thankfully it popped back on it's own! From then on out I had to be extra careful of table corners, twisting too fast, and wiping out on the slope.
But the most annoying side effect of having bad knees is when they creak & pop. Now this might not seem problematic to most, but when you have spent 30 minutes or more (ethan!) getting a baby to sleep, creaky knees are killer!! Nothing like ONE knee pop to alert the child that they were dangerously close to sleep, and that their MOM, of all people, was abandoning them. Insert REALLY big sigh.
I was reminded of how annoying these knees could be as I kept trying to sneak out of Lu's room last night. With each betrayal of my knees, she popped up, and with her little hand waved me back to the place by her bed (I have of course given up sitting at this point, whats the use?) By my third escape attempt I was backing out of there as stiff legged as Frankenstein!! I had done it! A feeling of relief overcame me (the rest of the night was mine!) as I slowly released her door knob...Only to have the dog bark start barking at the invisible person at our front door. Drat! Some nights you can't win!

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Happy Birthday Jacob!!!

WE LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH! You are a GREAT Dad, and an awesome husband!! Can't believe how old we are getting, but that is better than the alternative!! Here is to making each year count! Love you my friend!

Pissed

My anger & disgust with our government is at a record high. I read an article today about a 10 year old boy who lost his Dad in the Chinook crash ( he was the pilot). It really drove home the point that average American families are working hard & making sacrifices (sometimes the ultimate sacrifice), and our elected officials (ALL of them) are too caught up in pissing contests to care about our welfare. They have lost sight of why they are there, and who they are working for. More importantly they have forgotten that even though we have two parties we expect them to compromise and do what is best for Americans & not their own party agenda. I guess it is easy to forget these things when you have enough food to eat, you get to go home to your family every night, and the American people provide you with a pretty good retirement plan.

Yum! Gelato!!!

105 deserves a frosty treat!!

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Summer Awesomeness

Thats right, eating lunch in front of the tv!!!

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ER Fun!

Lets face it, "child safe" lids on medicines are a joke. Lucy drove this point home on Monday, when I found her playing with the blue horse pills, otherwise known as my generic tylenol pm. Yeah! That phone call to poison control is always the hardest. No matter how you phrase it, you, the parent, always ends up sounding like an incompetent boob! It is a walk of shame. Nevertheless, I made the call and was told to hightail it to the ER. Long story short one chocolate milk/charcoal concoction, a 4 four respite in a nice ER room with a comfy bed, and one bloodtest later we were cleared to leave. She was fine, but I am glad that we erred on the safe side. Now all thats left is to do some serious Lucy proofing!!

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