No Janae, not Fast Sugar a “Sugar Fast”.

I’m going on one with a couple friends. Anyone else want to tag along? It’s only 3 weeks. Surely someone out there could commit to that.

Joshua has given me many blogworthy events in my life lately. I’ll catch you up on a few.

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A few days back I arrived home to the phone ringing (the phone is always ringing) As I rushed in I shut the door behind me, seeing the look in Joshua’s eyes I quickly reminded him that he was not to go in the front yard without me. Unable to immediately find the cordless phone I instead ran for the bedroom and answered “Corded” phone by the bed. With barely a hello given to my little sis I heard the front door open and close. I looked up seeing Kaleb and Charleigh in the room with me and I realized the rebellious gleam in Joshua’s eye had been read correctly. I tossed the phone down and ran for the front door. (There are reasons why my 3yr old is not allowed in the front with out adult supervision and those reasons don’t take much time.) By the time I got to the front yard (which took no more than 20 seconds from the banging of the door) Joshua had made it to the top of the van. That’s right he was dancing on top of my minivan. I had just began to create a plan on how to get him down when he made it easy for me with a quick hop, slide and jump right into my arms. He looked up at me with a big smile and without giving me a chance to say a word he said “yes mam, I in big trouble”.

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Yesterday at Mazzio’s in the bathroom (in fact the same stall as the poopy shoe experience) Joshua was taking care of buisness and was at the same time trying to tattle on his big brother for an earlier offense. (Now picture my 3yr old: His conversation is often studdered and repeated as his mind thinks faster than he can speak or maybe it’s the other way around I don’t know.) So this is the translated version of our conversation:

“Kaleb, Kaleb, Kaleb is a meanie” (repeat 7 times)

(It’s not nice to call people meanie. Are you done going potty?)

“No. He, he, he hurt Charleigh’s feelings” (repeat 5 times)

(I’m sorry about that, are you all done?)

“Uhhhh no. You know my Charleigh? She’s my sister.”

(Yes, I know who Charleigh is. Are you done yet? Can we go?)

“No I still pottying: Kaleb hurt Charleigh’s feelings and she needs a band aid.”

(Why does she need a band-aid? All done?)

“Nope. Cause, cause cause she has hurt feelings, and you need to make Kaleb say yes mam”

(Do band-aids help hurt feelings?)

“Yes, every time. I done now”

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It was late and raining and Joshua was crying in his bed that he didn’t like the lightning. I told him that the storm was a blessing, that God was giving us the rain to help things grow. He said ok and decided to lay down. Five minutes later he was back to crying again. When I went in to check on him he said that Jesus needed to get out of the clouds, stop making rain and come take care of him cause he was scared and he needed Jesus to take care of him and not make anymore rain.

Just created a new category: Vanities

“Vanities” is a place where I can post things of no real importance. I’ve been wondering what to call them and I just figured it out.

Todays Vanities:

1. The picture at the right is not a fair representation of my current appearance. One week ago I not only chopped it off but I also dyed it red. . . . A little more red than intended. I was going for a “Strawberry Blond” and I got a “Cherry Brown” It is a temporary color and a week of washing has lightened it a little. Just thought you should know if your at the grocery store looking for the girl in the picture you won’t find her.

2. I just weighed myself and realize I shot back up another 10 pounds. Ugg! Another reason why I used to weigh my self daily. If you weigh daily you can correct these things after gaining 1 or 2 pounds and its no problem. 10 pounds is a lot harder to get off.

3. My house is a mess! This isn’t really a “vanity” its a serious issue.