The Danagers of The Family Life

i have been physically injured on multiple occasions since i've been a wife and mother. so many time so, that i can say with confidence that being a wife and mother is a dangerous job. yesterday i was hurt yet again, while mothering. i cried. i stood at the driver's side of the car and just sobbed. my feelings were hurt and my leg was bleeding onto my work dress.

therefore, i've decided to put together this list both as a warning to want-to-be and new parents. it's that bright yellow WARNING label that should come on babies and husbands.

1) scrapped my entire back on concrete while saving my oldest son from a bike accident at the park
2) while carrying my oldest son i tripped over a curb and then fell back first onto said curb
3) burned ALL 10 of my finger tips making a school project
4) scalded un-countable times trying to cook
5) kicked, scratched, hair pulled, peed on etc. . . . .

i am scared. so so so very scared.

The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold

Alice Sebold round two did not go well for me. Unfortunately, I gave up on The Almost Moon almost at the very beginning. Not literally, since I was several chapters into the book. However, the main character (not memorable) had not moved from the same location since page one.

I think it should have been flashbacks with the occasional back to reality. However, ended up more like reality with the occasional flashback and it was very slow paced. The story is about caring for an elderly parent. A tough job.

I wish I could have stuck it out to see what happened. So, if you know, please fill me in on the ending. In the meantime, I'll wait for the movie.

stuck in the mud

funny story.
our house falls to pieces when it rains. everything that could go wrong will go wrong with that house when it raining outside. we have a terrible driveway. cracked right down the middle so that there's this hump in the middle and a ditch on either side. when it rains both the side ditches will fill up with MUD. they've progressively gotten worse. now its not just a little mud its more like two small muddy ponds.

this morning i ran to 7-11 for some milk and then was just going to quickly drop off the milk at home and then shoot off to work. instead of parking out in the street, or in the driveway ocean, i parked right in the freakin' yard. right up to the porch almost. so then when i went to leave i back out and didn't hit cement, but mud. the car got stuck right away. the more i tried to back out the deeper i dug myself. before i knew it, the tires were spinning and shooting mud 15 feet into the air!

after several "creative" attempts to free my car, we gave up. it is still there. . . in the front yard (and half way into the neighbor's yard).

help me.

toby's hair

we tried. we really did. the plan was to grow it out and see if it would eventually fall into a cascade of flowing curls. he would be like a young joe jonas. but it didn't work out. more and more he was looking like a young corbin blue. yikes! nobody wants that look. so we cut it. now. . . well now, tobias is the splitting image of his brother and no one else. i think that we should keep it at a medium length. not to long and definitely not to short.