The Making of M.O.M.

Well.this.may.prove.to.be.the.hardest.post.I've.ever.written.

All.because.of.some.little.chubby's.grabby.hands.&.fingers,our.computer,and.a.cup.of.water.

bet.you.thought.this.was.going.to.be.emotional.and.heartfelt,huh(insert.question.mark).

Oh.yes.I'm.taking.blogging.to.a.whole.new.level.

OH.YES.I.AM.

Water.Damage.People.

WATER.DAMAGE.Apparently,Dell.doesn't.make.their.computers.water.proof.

Who.Knew(insert.question.mark)

The.said.water.(and.corresponding.baby)
damaged.our.spacebar.the.letters,"b"&"n"&.also.
the.arrow.keys.nor.does.the.question.mark.key.work.

Hence.all.the.periods.due.to.a.non-functioning.spacebar.

Wanna.know.how.I'm.typing.the.letters."b"&"n"(insert.question.mark)

COPY.&.PASTE.Oh.yes.

Do.you.know.how.many.words.contain.the.letters."b"&"n"(insert.question.mark)

I'm.too.lazy.too.find.a.question.mark.to.copy.and.paste.

So,Luke.&.I.are.trying.to.decide.what.kind.of.new.computer.to.purchase.

Should.we.get.a.....MAC(insert.question.mark)

or

purchase.another....PC(insert.question.mark)(Clearly,I.enjoy.accurate.punctuation.even.with.a.jacked.computer.Clearly.)

What.would.you.do(insert.question.mark)...you.know.other.than.continuing.to.write.with.
all.periods(question.mark)

If.you.don't.hear.from.me.for.a.few.days,I'm.trying.to.revive.a.drowned.computer.

Motherhood.Rocks.

The bloggin's been sparse lately, huh? That's what starting a new school year and attempting to be more routine about our day will do for you, huh? I've been trying to muster up some effort in the late evenings to blog but instead a little someone has decided that her new bedtime is 10:00pm and I'm just wore slap out. And there's also another someone who I like to spend time with sans kids and so blogging goes to the wayside.

Right now, the older 3 are playing something Toy Story related in the living room, I have a frozen Stouffer's lasagna in the oven, Aaron is in a TV coma because of his new love, Diego and the two littlest girls are asleep. Scratch that, Olivia is now stirring.

Currently, I'm dealing with pool water in the ear that refuses to make an exit, despite my attempts with rubbing alcohol and mashing my ear to the hot concrete because of some advice someone gave me. Neither has worked for the goal that I set out for. Although I have succeeded in have the most sterile ear canal on the planet and I'm sure that I've caused everyone driving by my house to wonder about the mental stability of the lady who's outside laying down on her sidewalk, then raising her head, shaking it and repeating.

Glad I'm awesome.

Another friend suggested that maybe I shouldn't put my head underwater when we go to the pool. However, that would never work because then I'd no longer be a cool Mom who does flips and cartwheels and super impressive cannonballs off the diving board. I mean, obviously God gave me lots 'o junk in my trunk so that my offspring can adequately marvel at my ability to make a giant splash and "make the pool wavy." (It's a small pool. Really. Stop imagining an Olympic sized pool in your mind. I promise it's a small one. My trunk's not that full. Maybe.)

My need for those old lady wax earplugs when I swim won't take away from my cool factor. Will it?

Oh and if anyone has any reasonable ideas for how to excavate pool water from your inner ear, I'd be happy to entertain them. Obviously. I mean, I did press the side of my face to my sidewalk earlier, so maybe that whole reasonable thing is just a suggestion. Just like how Stouffer's suggests that I heat their lasagna before eating it. You know, whatever.