How is it that my children's bathroom seems to (a) never run out of toilet paper and (b) have the same bottle of soap and shampoo for 3 months? Something tells me they are not using either very regularly despite daily bathing.
Speaking of baths/showers, I have a question for those of you with girls. Camden was taking showers on his own at age 5. Rory still doesn't, mainly because after lots of lessons and trial runs, she still can't get her hair clean. (Camden's hair at age 5 was just a buzz so there was nothing to get clean really.) But Rory has very thick hair, and as we've been letting it grow, she just can't quite get her little fingers all the way through the way to scrub and then rinse. So after about 6 weeks of letting her do it on her own, I'm back to doing it all for her. Just curious as to what my expectations should be for a 6 and a half year old.
I made a truly southern meal for the first time for supper last night: ham and pinto beans. And they weren't half bad. Pretty sure the ham hock from a freshly butchered pig from a local farm helped out the flavor quite a bit.
This post about taking your husband's picture completely cracked me up. I kind of love Cathy Zielske.
I cannot even tell you how much I love this kitchen. Love. If I were still in junior high, I'd love it so much I'd want to marry it.
If you have time to kill, this blog post on "easy chemo" is a good (and entertaining if you can believe a post on chemo is entertaining) read. Here's hoping I don't relate to it again for a very long time. It's posts like these that make me continue to read cancer blogs occasionally because unless you've been there done that, it's impossible to understand where I'm coming from, And occasionally it's just nice to have someone who shares your experiences to validate your feelings.
I feel like I have to confess that I made it 5 days on my sugar-free experiment before I caved and ate ice cream. New plan: still continuing with no sugar daily but allowing myself a treat on the weekend. And after a week, my coffee tastes no better sugar-free than it did the first day.
So I did take Rory to the doctor yesterday despite the fact that she woke up fever-free and bouncing off the walls. Dr. H doubled her steroid inhaler for a couple of weeks, and it seems as if asthma is becoming more of a regular thing instead of just flaring up when she has an upper respiratory infection.
Not gonna lie. This girl got a whole lot of attention in her boots, jeans, and sunglasses (which she refused to take off even indoors). Both Dr. H and his nurse proclaimed her the cutest thing they'd seen all day.
The sky was super blue against the clouds yesterday. And from what I hear, this might be the last sunshine we see for several days. (look at all those dead trees and brown grass - winter is SO ugly!)