YUM YUM YUM

G: I have a little frog on my Leapster.
M: I'm going to eat the frog. tehehe.
G: EWWWW.
M: Yum yum yum ::in a low grumbly voice::
G: MADALYN you don't eat frogs.
M: TEHEHE. YUMMY ::in the low grumbly voice.::

I do believe this was Madalyn's first attempt at a joke. She must have the "Rusaw" humor. LOL.
This conversation went on for about five minutes. With Madalyn all along going "YUM YUM YUM" in a low growly voice and giggling all the while. Gracelyn informed her that she needed to eat something healthier than frogs, but not snakes, and Madalyn said "I'm going to eat the snake. YUM YUM YUM." LOL. Gotta love my girls. ♥


I really should save all the funny things that my girls say. It has become quite amusing just to sit back and listen to them talk amongst themselves. I am sure I will not find it as amusing 10 years from now....

Spring.

I like spring. It has the best picture ops for me to take of my beautiful girls. Bring on my picture taking obsession!

As if one trip to the park looks different than the other? As if the girls sliding down the slide looks different than them sliding down the exact same slide 5 minutes ago?

I take a picture every time. Of every thing. Every flower picked. Every bubble blown. Every pouty look. Every temper tantrum. Every cookout. Every game of tag. Every sibling fight. Every outdoor game. Every trip to the park.

You'll thank me later.

Tornado warnings? Flooding? Mother Nature, this isn't Kansas.

If it keeps raining like this, I am going to need a kayak to get to work. Seriously.

A few blocks down, was flooded by over 4 ft of water.

Thank God we live at the top of the hill.

YAY! I second income!

Vin is going back to work!


::does a little jig::

Fail on blogging again.

Fail.

How I long to be a blogger.

It doesn't seem to work out, tho.

I long for sleep more than I long to blog.

A new 'song' that I heard today,

"I am a nurse. It probably don't get better than this, but it sure don't get worse."

Haha. So true.

Crazy pt's with Alias' that get shot or stabbed on every holiday. WHO DOES THAT?! Poor little 4 year old that spent Easter morning in the hospital with her dad who was stabbed, and all his baby mamma's.

"how many GSW's have you had?"
"what? You've never been shot?"
Uhm. No.

Exhaustion

I am exhausted. I only worked 4 12's this week since Monday, but I am more exhausted than when I worked 6 12's in one week on days. I am off until Tuesday night at 11pm! yay. Now, I am going to bed. Yes. at 6pm. I'd be in bed already if I didn't miss seeing the kids.

I just saw a big ol' black man walking a tiny, tiny, white toy poodle. I should have taken a picture.