Friday, February 22, 2008


This is my 3rd attempt to potty train a child and it still sucks as much as it did the first two times. Once you go down this road there is no turning back. Tell me which is worse cleaning a nasty poopy diaper that's caked on because they didn't tell you they needed to be changed, OR cleaning up a poo smeared bathroom where most of the poo did actually make it in the toilet? Ian has eczema on his legs (poor kid) and sometimes pee gets on his legs and irritates his rash. We stuck him in the sink and he liked it, so we took his picture.

The ANNUAL Valentines Party

So I've had this Valentines party about 3 times now (last year I had a baby on 2/9/07, so no party) and it's pretty fun. This year I tried to go all out and have crepes and a chocolate fountain, and it was too crazy stessful for me. But the FUN part is that we play the Newlywed game, with prizes and everything. I actually took pictures this year! About half the party left right after the crepes and didn't stay for the game part, but all the important people stayed and it was fun.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Valentines Day is my favorite!

It's been 10 years since Rhett proposed to me on Valentines Day on the Tower Bridge in London. So I had to quiz him on what he remembered about that day (he passed). I love this holiday because my husband goes all out to express how much he loves me. My favorite is the Card of course because I get it in writing. I have a treasure chest full of them. It's fun to see how things change through the years. This year Rhett tricked me with a box of Foot cream (thoughtful but...) I really thought that was all he got me, because we had already gone out to lunch and gone shopping together and decided that we didn't need to get cards, etc. I always give him a box of chocolates the day after because they are 50% off the next day, it's just my thing. Well, we decided to catch a late night movie ("P.S. I Love You", I cried the whole movie) and there on the seat of the car was a big Victoria's Secret box and Hallmark card. And that's why I married Rhett, he always goes all out for me.

The Valentine Fairy visits our house and leaves gifts on our kids beds while they are sleeping (this is to replace the magic that we are missing from not beliving in Santa). Madeleine got a Beadazzler and immediately did her jeans, shoes, and then started on her brothers before I caught her and had to unbeadazzle Max's jeans. The boys got these tiny little Marvel X-men action figures and spend all day playing with them, and fighting over them, and losing them, and then finding them (I don't get it?). I just felt proud of myself for not forgeting this year and then having to run to the store while saying I was going to the Gym and then telling the kids that our door must have been locked so the Fairy left them in the mailbox.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Noteworthy Memories

There are too many dating stories to tell, but my favorite is my 20th birthday and it should be told. So I wake up on my 20th birthday and start getting ready for school and my roomates got a crown from Burger King for me to wear to school that had a 20 on it and I bought a big bag of candy to hand out in each of my classes to spread the joy. As I'm getting ready theres a knock at the door and a flower delivery service has a gigantice bouquet of flowers for me and the card is the first few lines of a poem written by Rhett. Then I go to my first class and there is another bouquet with more of the poem attached. This continues all day in every class I have, however in my religion class the bouquet is delivered by the Student Body Pres. (who is a giant Polynesian guy) and his friends who all do a Somoan Slap Dance (very loudly) for me in honor of my birthday. And it doesn't stop there, at lunch the NewYorker Janitor from the Bronxs? (accent and all) sings me some kind of serenade and then gets everyone in the vicinity to sing Happy Birthday to me, oh, and of course he flowers for me. I think the total bouquets by the end of my college day was 6 (I think I had only 4 classes). The poem Rhett wrote when finally all put together was beautiful! The fact that he could sing to me like Harry Connick Jr. and did so frequently, and now I discovered he wrote fantastic poetry, who can resist that? I tried to (that's why I ran away to London). But my birthday got even better after school when Rhett took me to all the antique stores he knew I had been dying to explore. And after I had changed into a fancy (ultra tight, ultra short) red chinese dress, he picked me up in a 1964 silver-blue Lincoln Continental with the suicide doors, but the best part was it came with a Chauffer for the evening! So we rode in the back together as he supprised me by taking me to La Cia (a very expensive and fancy french restraunt). The atmosphere and food was amazing and I felt very much like princess. However I totally devastated Rhett when during dinner he asked me what my dreams were and I said "I'd rather not tell you, because I don't think your the kind of guy who can fufill them". After all he did for me to make my birthday one of the most fantastic days of my life, I thoughtlessly crush his heart and ego. Luckily he overlooked that comment and never gave up on his quest to make me his wife.