Wednesday, February 11, 2009

New hair cut

Every child cuts their own hair. Some are worse than others. You may be thinking that Wendy's hair doesn't look that bad. Let me assure you it's not, but with the events that came at the same time I learned she cut her hair it made it so much worse...
Saturday night I went out with some friends and when I got home Ken said Wendy fell asleep on the couch and peed. He loves me so much he left it for me. Yeah. So I cleaned it up and of course, Wendy wasn't tire at all so she was still up. I went into say goodnight to her and I saw scissors on her nightstand and thought to myself that I needed to put those things away, but I didn't. I hate it when I do things like that.
About an hour later she was still running around and we told her to get in bed. Things got quiet so we thought she was sleeping. The next morning I had early meetings before church so I didn't get any of the kids up.
Ken got to church on time the kids looked good I was so happy. He did such a good job. Then he broke the news to me. Wendy cut her hair last night. I was upset because she has blonde hair and I love it. Then this Sunday happened to be all about Scouts so all the boys had their scout uniform on except Will. Will was so upset. I won't go on about that, because he would be mad. I'll just say he asked me to go home and get his shirt. I told him no. He was not happy about this answer. Next thing I know Stephanie's nose startes to bleed all over her arms. So I went home and got Will's shirt.
Wendy's hair isn't that bad and it's easy to hide but with everything else that happened that day it we just not a good day to have Wendy cut her hair. I'm ok now and Will said he was sorry for Sunday. So things are good. Bye.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Will is Another Year.


Will's birthday was Saturday. He was born on Super Bowl Sunday during the halftime show 10 years ago. Everyone was so busy watching that that I didn't get very much attension paid to me. Then once Will came out I was all but forgotten. He looked like a boxer all swollen with his little sock cap on. I never knew then how much of a great kid he was going to be. Everyone always say boys love their mammas. I now know that is true. He is so good to me. He use to give me these hugs when he was a little boy that would almost cruch me. One day I told him that he had to be gentle with me because mommy is a girl and you need to treat girls gentlely. He took that to heart and has been gentle with me ever since. Thank you for being you. I love you.

Rock Band Fever

I don't know about you but our family has Rock Band Fever. Even Wendy wants to play the only problem is that nobody wants her to play with them, because She doesn't know what she's doing. So I let her play while everyone else is at school. Have Fun Wendy.