Today, I am dressed as the infamous pirate, Mary Reade. My co-worker is dressed as Ann Bonny. Yes, they were real pirates (and we do teach about them). Hopefully, I'll have many more pics of our dress up day later - but my camera battery died :(
I'm at a loss right now - and really unsure of what to do.
For the past few weeks, anytime we've gotten in the car, Audrey throws up. I'm not talking spit up, I'm talking "we need a priest for this exorcism" type vomit. She's not crying or choking, and sometimes I don't know she has even barfed (except the tell tale smell or the sound of spewing fluids). I'm honestly worried that one day she'll vomit and choke on it - and I won't know because I can't see her.
So, I need some advice. I think she is carsick and that is why she is throwing up. Do any of you have similar experiences? Honestly, I wanted to rear face the girls until they were 2. But unless I dress Audrey in a poncho & scotchguard my car seats, I'm not sure that is going to happen. And yes, I'm that mother that took a picture of their vomit covered child. To be fair, she was sitting in the kitchen (yes, still strapped in her seat) and I was running a bath. The look on her face is priceless, though "halps! i'm barfy!!!"
Bryan sent me this in a text this morning - I about died laughing. He is dressed in his Halloween costume, and edited the pic with his phone. And here are two cute ones of the girls I had snapped off one morning before work. I love that Audrey only has one sock on! Oh, and here is a very crappy quality video of the game that my Mother-in-law bought. I wasn't brave enough to play, but Natalie was (note: her controller was turned off - I'm not THAT mean!).
If you could meet anyone, who would you like to meet?
I have been a part of a wonderful group of twin & triplet moms since I found out I was pregnant with the girls - so almost 2 years. I am FINALLY getting to meet some of them next weekend for a fun trip in Charleston. I am SO stoked!
I think I'm most excited because I get to meet one of my blogging idols, Katy. She has to be one of the most talented photographers that I've seen! She is flying in from California to take pictures of some of the girls going down to Charleston.
However, if I could choose anyone at any moment in time to meet, I'd have to pick Laura Ingalls Wilder. I grew up reading her books, and watching Little House on the Prairie. So I'd love to just sit down and talk about her life with her. Want to play along? Pick a person (or couple of people) you'd like to hang out with, and post them on your blog! Grab the Wish List Wednesday button here:
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In observance of Red Ribbon Week here at school, a drug dog was brought in to search lockers. While my students were hard at work on a project and telling the occasional Chuck Norris joke (I have them fooled into believe he's my dad), I noticed the dog roaming the hallway. Maybe dog is the wrong word - this thing was the size of a mini horse.
And then it happened - Fluffy the drug dog dropped a deuce in the hall. The cops were laughing and taking cell phone pics, and I was trying SO hard not to laugh. The kids, oblivious to the dookie dropper, started asking who farted. It was sugested that the culprit might want to check their pants.