Tucker got up at 5:45 this morning yelling about balloons. It must be what little kids have nightmares about. Anyways, he wouldn't go back to sleep, so we laid on the couch and watched Baby Einstein until 8:00. I slept in and out. Thank goodness for repeat play on those dvd's.
Anyways, at 8:00, Cameron came out to join us and so it was time to get off the couch and fix some breakfast. We had KIX since I wasn't in the mood of scrambling eggs or making pancakes, which Cameron will not eat UNLESS they are in the shape of a butterfly. Seriously....
I stayed up too late watching the 2 hour tivo'd Grey's Anatomy so it was after midnight when I finally went to sleep and this day is going to drag since I had to get up so early. I've decided to go shopping. What I really need to be doing is spring cleaning or atleast basic every day cleaning, but my neice is getting baptized in the morning and I am supposed to bring a fruit salad so I guess we'll go to Winco and get some fruit so we don't pay $80 for a fruit salad here in town.
I have been working on some typing for the school district, which is pretty boring, but atleast I'm semi-using my degree....if typing is involved in elementary education. Basically, I have about 500 pages in a binder that are the Language Arts Curriculum for K-12 and I am putting it into a format to go online. When I am finished with that binder, I believe I get to do the Math K-12 curriculum as well. This is probably the nerdiest thing I have said, but I love words like "fluency" and "vowels". I guess it's a good thing I majored in reading and I teach. Even just typing this stuff makes me excited.
Yesterday Cameron was in the shower with me and she was trying to reach the shampoo bottle and she couldn't. She asked me when she would be old enough to reach the "Poo bottle". I told her when she was a grown up. Later that morning she came in and had her baby doll. She said, "Mom, I have a baby now and I'm grown up like you so now I want to reach for the Poo and put Poo in my hair." Gotta love it!
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