There's no place like home.

Well, after a whirlwind 12 days of vacation, we are home. The happiest place on earth has taken every last ounce of my strength and stamina and after a 23 straight hour car trip and a 6 hour nap...








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Sorry! I am back and ready to blog.

Prepare yourselves (my 4 or 5 faithful readers) for several days of pictures that you probably don't want to see unless you're related to me! I'm warning you now!

See you soon. Or, see me soon!

Oh Good Grief

It's 11:31. I'm in Florida, staying at the happiest place on earth-Day 4. And I am now, officially happy. I FINALLY HAVE INTERNET!!!

A few questions for the people at Disney.

*Have you never heard of Wi-Fi?
*When given two cables for plug in internet, how am I supposed to know which one to use?
*When 17 and 20 year old male cousins can't figure out the problem, there must be an even bigger problem.
*When the front desk instantly sends you to the 'IT expert' and her questions are-
-is your computer plugged in
-is your provided cable plugged in
you might need a better 'IT expert'
*Why would you put the cable connection on one side of the room and the phone on the other?
*Why would you tie up the phone cord and make it nearly impossible to stretch across said room?
*When the REAL 'IT expert' is finally available should he freak out the mother with four sleeping girls by telling her he knows what complex and condo number she is in?
*Should the modem plug (that's behind a piece of furniture on the other side of the room) be unpluggable????? (Yes, that's a word)
*Should I still be awake? It's 11:41 and I have to be at the bus stop at 7:15.

Oh good grief. Goodnight

I LIVE IN THE SUBURBS!!

Look what I found on my way to the pool house to grab a beach towel.

How wrong is this? I live in the suburbs! We're not supposed to have varmits!

I tried to blame the girls...but they said they didn't do it.

It might have been Shawn:)

Reaganisms

While talking about tomorrows voice recital this was said by Reagan.

I was going to sing "Part of the Heart of the Sky" but I couldn't rememberize it.




How many of you thought that title meant I was going to talk politics?

Hee-hee.

Stitches!

As if being rushed to the hospital TWICE before she was 18 months old with pneumonia wasn't enough....today Reagan did this!




And let me just apologize now for the blurry photos. A nervous, nauseous mother does things like forget to push the macro button.



The needle was just one of the many things that made me woozy.

All done, but still yellow. I kept showing her the pictures so that she could see what was happening!

All cleaned and ready to go!

All smiles sporting the HUGE band aid! A trip to Braum's for ice cream, Taco Bell for dinner, and the pharmacy for a new Little Kins helped with the smile.

And now, the rest of the story.

While walking around the pool today Reagan slipped and fell in. She managed to not hit any other part of her body except her chin. It slammed into the side of the pool. A quick call to Daddy- a wardrobe change for Mommy and Reagan-a call to the insurance company where Shawn told his birthday four times and spelled Integris 6 times
(ARGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)-and we were FINALLY on our way! We went to a medical clinic a few miles away and they took us right back. But then they told us that we should probably go to the ER because they couldn't give her anything to sedate her for the shot. We all three talked about it and Shawn and I decided we should just stay there. They sent us back out to the waiting room to fill out 4 pages of forms. I gave Reagan a pep talk and mentioned all the shots at the doctors office that she had NEVER cried during and how, just a few months earlier, she had her ears pierced and the girl missed and shot it out the bottom or her ear lobe instead of the back.

She didn't care.

We still decided to stay and were finally called back again. Reagan was a trooper! We held her arms while they put the needle into the gash to deaden the area but she was very still. Mommy, on the other hand, had to be given a chair before she met the floor. After that she was a little upset about the iodine but was wonderful during the stitches!

Right now she's sitting on the couch happy as can be. Well, her Tic Tacs just spilled, but generally happy!

Oh, the stress of being a parent!!