Gross

She's gross but cute. She recently got her canine teeeth, look how hard she is teething on her toe! A friend of mine pointed out how her finger is WHITE from how hard she is pressing it. She's secretly intense, this one.

She's been doing fine, I think we are going to move her to a twin bed here soon. I think she is fine, size-wise, in her toddler bed (that she is been in for all of TWO months) but she is hella jella of Maria and Anthony's beds. Yesterday she wouldn't nap in her bed but I went in to get her, because Maria was sleeping, and she put her arms up and I carried her out and put her in my bed. I had to go to the bathroom, probably because five minutes had passed from the last time I went to the bathroom - Lord, the peeing that goes on in the third trimester is INSANE. Anyways, I went in to the bathroom and came right back out and she was fast asleep in my bed.

So. We're going to move Anthony to a queen sized bed that my parents have available, move Veronica into Anthony's bed, and then we'll just put the toddler bed away for the next one. Oh, boo hoo, how can Veronica be moving to a twin sized bed? Where has my baby gone? What will I do when she goes to school full time? *

*Ha ha ha just kidding.

See This Here? This is a COW!

She's so cute. Our little farmer. We went to the Fair yesterday and she did great, she wasn't really scared of anything! Maria was a lot more nervous last year than Veronica was this year, which is always nice. I like when they surprise me. Mike and my sister Laura and the girls and I went and it was fun, it was a beautiful day. Ha, we were trying to find this building that had rabbits and chickens in it, and we had to walk by the MIDWAY where all the RIDES are to get there and then girls were going insane, both pointing and shouting from their stroller, ha! We skipped it, they're not tall enough for most of them anyways and Mike wants them to get through their whole childhoods without realizing there is a Midway there. We'll see!

Too Bad She's So Hideous

Ha! She's not. She's gorgeous, right? Thank God, this week. She has been VILE. HORRIBLE. BUT we won't focus on the past, will we? She was great yesterday, we had a nice day, mostly it was just the two of us. We also didn't go anywhere, which helps. I am about to take Maria and her to the store, God only knows what will happen, but I'll probably have to leave in shame, but what can you do? I have one that starts demanding to go somewhere upon waking, and one that is guaranteed to be horrible and awful out in public. This is what the experts call a paradox, I guess.

Oh good Lord

What has happened to my little Veronica?  She is a demon, a DEMON.  This picture is from last night, she was mad because I wouldn't give her any more grapes until she said 'grapes'.  We just left the mall, IN SHAME, because she was so bad.  I am not joking when I say that a woman with ONE LEG had to help me with her.  

What the hell, world?  She is my third and I don't know one freaking thing more about dealing with a jerk like this now than I did in 2005.  I have NEVER, EVER been kicked out of anywhere.  I have never had to LEAVE somewhere because of BEHAVIOR.  Yet now, because I am the mother of these JERKSTORES, I have to leave the mall, all ashamed and red faced, CARRYING the biggest jerk of all, while I hold the hand of the other, crying one, and walk in the 1000 degree heat to the car, where I have to STRAP them into their SEATS like they are some kind of ROYALTY or something.  

I don't know.  I'm sure this is a chuckle, chuckle, ho ho ho situation, isn't it so funny when kids are so bad but I don't like it.  I wish I could ... I'm not even going to say what I wish I could.  I wish they were better.  Not perfect, not GOOD, just better.  I mean, we were playing!  Then Veronica said EAT so I took them and got them lunch.  We shared everything, I did everything, everything was FINE.  So...how does it happen?  How does it go from that to THAT, so quickly?  Um, I think Veronica wanted to take her drink into the playplace which is not allowed.  So I didn't let her.  So she ran and ran from me and then when I caught up (which takes a while, I am 30 weeks pregnant, IN CASE I FORGOT TO MENTION), she dropped to the ground AS I was getting the drink and it spilled everywhere.  So.  Then I got to do some janitorial work too.  AWESOME.  

I don't even know what to say.  Maybe she's getting teeth but MY GOD.  I do every single thing I can do all day every day of my life so that these bastards are happy and they are almost never happy.  It's the worst paradox I've ever been involved in in my LIFE.  

Otherwise, though, everything is AWESOME.  We are BLESSED and I LOVE BEING A STAY AT HOME MOMMY!  

AWESOME!