Free time
Work is awesome. I love my job. I love that I found a job in this economy. Seriously, I am blessed. My niece, my husband's target shooting buddy and my best friend's husband have all lost their jobs in the past week.
My husband's last night at work for his brother restaurant was yesterday. YIPPEE!
My daughter was accepted into the CTY talent search sponsered by John Hopkins University for Talented Youth. This was the child that was behind (way behind) all her peers in reading in the first grade.
My oldest son still complains alot. He wouldn't be the same if he didn't. He looks stinkin adorable with his new haircut.
My youngest. Decided to put a plastic cup in the oven. Everytime we cook (because I forget that there is melted plastic in there) the scent of red, melted plastic permiates the kitchen. Probably our food too.
I yell a lot more too. Mostly to the above child and to my God. I frequently wonder what bad karma I have and for what. I took the kids and my father out last night for dinner. My father informed me on the way home to "never take him out to dinner again, until David is 6". David ate none of his chicken picante, at one point while talking to my niece and her husband I looked over and he was laying on the chair with his feet up and I think he had two chocolate mints for dinner.
Life is good.