Showing posts with label Picture Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Picture Day. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

A day off

So I had to take yesterday off work, because my sitter had a serious doctors appointment, and my back up had already made plans.

When I told the daughter that I wasn't going to work, she said, Thank you Mama, thank you for spending the day with me. Sometimes she's so sweet that I almost regret beating her. (Trust me, she deserves it)

We had a pretty good day, topping it off by going to the library, where the son decided to hide from me, and piss off the librarians by running behind the checkout counter. I got A LOT of very hateful stares.

Fuck em I say. That was probably the most excitement they've had all day, chasing my little lovely around while he dodged and weaved like a pro.

It's kinda difficult to run with books in your arms. And I got a lot of dirty stares when I yelled to a perfect stranger, "Catch that little bastard" Oh, but he loves my pet names for him...

Then we went to Pamida to shop for outfits for picture day. They had ZERO dress up outfits.

WTF, I mean, they have every other christmas thing out, why not outfits????

So after teaching my daughter to say, stupid fucking Pamida, we went home.

The craziness starts tomorrow, so I probably won't post until next week. I hope you all have a Happy Thanksgiving.

Monday, November 19, 2007

It's Picture Time!

The kids get pictures taken this Friday at Sears.

I'm so on top of things as a mom that I don't even have outfits for them yet.

Would it be in bad taste to have them get their pics in their play clothes?

If I wanted the picture to be true to life, I would have it taken in underwear and diaper, as this is what they prefer to wear.

Actually, they prefer to be completely naked, but the girl likes to touch herself if she's naked, and the boy doesn't know the meaning of the word "control" yet. So I allow minimal naked time.

So what do I do when I'm down to the wire? I call my mommy. See, my mommy shops - ALOT. And she LUUURRRVVEEESSS to brag about what she buys for the kids.

So I figure I let her know that I don't have an outfit yet, and PRESTO, like magic, she'll show up with one.

Well, at least she does for my sister's kids. I'm going to see if that works for me too.