Slow

It's been a while since I posted. Not much to talk about really. No drama that provides me good topics to write about. I'll do some randomness.

My parents went back to TN. This sucks. I enjoy having them here. Maybe I'm weird but my parents living with us really doesn't bother me. I enjoy having them close. Hopefully they will be back sooner then November. Maybe the summer will be the time their house sells? Hoping so!

Sweet Girl is going to first grade! She missed the district cut off last year for Kindergarten in the public school. So she went to private Kindergarten at the day care. It proved a good move, she tested into 1st grade fine with flying colors. This makes us happy because she would have been bored out of her gord if she had to repeat Kindergarten again. She really excels at reading. She needed a score of 20 and her score 137! She will be on the younger side of 1st grade going in at 5 1/2 but I think she'll be OK. We've been working on her feeling more comfortable in new situations with new people.

I have been doing pretty good on my weight loss journey this round. I've actually LOST weight. I've changed my mental attitude and it seems to have helped. I guess my fat cells just needed the permission that it's OK to leave. So I've given them permission to leave and am happy to see them go.

I am ready for a vacation. We're heading to the beach in June with some friends and family. I am really looking forward to it. It will be a nice break. Hopefully we stay oil free on this trip since we're heading to the Gulf Shores area of FL.

I can't believe my Little Man is going to be 4. Holy crap. FOUR. He is not a baby anymore. He is animated and cute and smart. And won't give up any kisses for me anymore, because "it's not kissing day, it's only hugging day". Where he learned this I don't know, but I want to know when the hell kissing day is coming back around.

Sweet Girl is requesting I curl her hair now. This makes me kind of nervous. Next thing she'll be asking for eye shadow. And then the car keys.

I don't want my kids to grow up. I miss them when they are at school but sometimes on Sunday I'm looking forward to them going back. Sometimes I regret my decision to work after they were born because work causes me stress and sometimes I don't enjoy the kids as much as I should. But then I think about how I would probably be stressed at home with them every day, so I guess I made the right decision.

Ok well I think that's it.