Car Sickness Cures?.....Anyone Got Some?

******Disgusting post warning******


I am sick of dealing with vomit. Great way to open a post isn't it? 4 times in 6 days I had had to clean up messes. Last night P woke up sick. He has NEVER made it to the bathroom. NEVER EVER!!!! In fact, only once has he even tried. 2 times this week he has gotten car sick. Once was on the school bus and they tried to send him home. The other time was Christmas Eve along with E. This was the first time E got car sick, but P gets car sick ALL THE TIME! (I also have had to deal with him waking up throwing up in the middle of the night every other month since he started solid foods, for no apparent reason.) It has gotten pretty old. I might be able to handle it better if I had a warning or something. But no, P never tells me he is sick. He just sits there and throws up all over the car and himself. Then I have a mess to clean up that I don't think I can take anymore. I KNOW I won't be able to take 2 kids doing it. I have got to find some way to nip this car sickness thing in the bud.

I also suffer from car sickness but can usually ward it off completely by driving, but if I am not driving I have to be in the front seat. Those options are not possible for the kids. The only option I know of for them would be to give them Dramamine. I don't really like this option. For one, the car sickness doesn't hit every single car ride, so how would I know when to give it and when not? I don't like the idea of giving them the medicine all the time. Then there is the drowsiness it causes. Granted that seems a small price to pay. It is possible that giving medicine will be my only choice. I have an aunt who has to wear a motion sickness patch all the time. So before I head to the doctor to try to convince him that I am not over reacting and it is excessive, blah blah blah, I would like to try some alternatives.

So I am asking all of you. What works? What doesn't? I don't care if it is something as silly as standing on your head for 3 minutes, jumping up and down 4 times, spinning in a circle, while doing the hokey pokey and sucking on a peppermint. If it works, it works. I welcome all old wives tales, all family secret recipes, anything to keep from having to deal with vomit on a weekly basis.

Christmas....Take 2

Take 2. If blogger eats this post, I am just not even going to try again.

Christmas is finally over!!! I want to take the tree down, forget the week ever happened and sleep until it is 2009.

I spent the first part of the week coughing. The house was getting messier and messier by the minute but there was nothing I cared to do about it. Coughing really takes it out of you when you do it ALL DAY LONG!

Christmas Eve we headed out to 3 different houses so we didn't have to do anything Christmas day. Both kids got car sick all over themselves before we even got to the first house. I had to put P in some of my grandfather's clothes and E ran around in a diaper and tshirt waiting on the clothes to be washed and dried. (I never take spare clothes for P because he is 8 for Pete's sake and E's extra outift got nasty too)

By the time we loaded everything up in the completely full trunk after our last stop of the night it was starting to storm. I got soaked getting E in her car seat. But we made it home with no more car sickness and 2 hyped up kids. One of which had taken naps on the way to my parents and home. I knew she wouldn't be going to sleep any time soon and it was already after 10. I just wanted to go to bed. I still had to wrap all of E's gifts. P's got done over the weekend. I managed to wrap only 1 of them before I couldn't stand up anymore. We threw everything under the tree and I went to bed.

The kids slept in thankfully and would have slept longer if my coughing hadn't woke P up. So we got E up and let them open gifts. The kids loved all their gifts.

Friday we had to put down our dog. He was very old, very sick, and very uncomfortable and we couldn't let him suffer. Up until this week he hadn't acted like he was in any discomfort, but when it hit, it hit him hard.

Today I wasn't coughing as bad and we had P's birthday party at McDonald's. Somehow my house looks like Toy's R us exploded again but it is over.

Tomorrow the tree comes down and I start all the clean up. I am ready to clean the house top to bottom. But I won't. I might settle just for getting the house in some sort of order.

Merry late Christmas

I hope that everyone had a great Christmas.

I had a nice blog post all typed out and blogger decided that I couldn't post it because of some edit error or some such and erased everything. So I will just try it again tomorrow.

One of those days

It has been one of those days today. And I am going to tell you all about it. So if you feel like hearing me complain and be a big grouchy baby, read on...

If not, you might want to skip this post. I promise there will be a more upbeat post all about P's birthday at some point tonight or tomorrow.

I had a stuff for P's party to pick up plus a few more items for breakfast this week. It was suppose to be a quick and easy trip. It wasn't.

It takes me 20 minutes to get a shower, dry my hair and get ready to go to work, just like normal. That is when everything else went down hill. It took me 2 hours to actually get out of the house. I kept getting stopped by all the momma I need this, help me do that, she needs this, don't forget that, my tv won't work, blah blah blah.

E stole my shoe and it took me 30 minutes to find it. Then as I am about to scream from frustration, I finally get to walk out the door. It is now after 1 p.m. and I still have to go to work plus get my shopping done and be home by 4 for JB to go to work.

Then JB tells me not to forget the water to pour in the car. (There is a leak somewhere). I am sitting in the car with it in reverse and he tells me now??? So back in the house for water. Then hood won't open, so back in the house to get JB to come open it, then back in the house for more water. I will just completely skip telling you about the traffic.

I finally made it to work at 2 p.m. Thankfully I was able to get it all done quickly. Then off to the store right across the road to get party bags and junk to go in them. It took me 30 minutes to get out of the parking lot!!! It only took me 3 minutes to grab all the party stuff I needed. Then I got in line, behind ONE person. Guess what? She hands the cashier a gallon sized ziplock bag of change!!!! Money is money, that doesn't bother me, but the woman couldn't even roll the crap first?? She didn't even know how much was in the bag. 20 minutes I tell you. The lady behind me kept loudly saying the same thing over and over about how they need to open another register, that they never call for the next person in line, they need to ask for the next person in line. I tell you I heard it 50 times and I kept thinking about shoving one of the crazy straws I was buying in her eye. The manager, in an effort to shut her up very rudely told her "ma'am it wouldn't have made any difference in your situation if we did that". Did that shut her up? NO!!! Then she kept saying how he shouldn't have said that to her she was only expressing her opinion.

Then to Walmart. Most of you are laughing about that. Just shut up about it. I quickly found everything I needed. I forgot diapers and had to go all the way to the back of the store for the 2nd time, then all the way to the other side for a casserole dish, then stand in line behind a little old lady I actually felt bad for, pick up a huge bag of bird seed 3 times because she kept forgetting that the cashier already scanned it. Then I didn't feel sorry anymore because she stood there until the cashier finished and gave her her total before she even bother to open her purse luggage, to start hunting down her credit card. If she had pulled out her checkbook I probably would have had a breakdown and started climbing shelves and throwing candy at babies. My buggy choose this point to decide that it was on strike and was only going to roll in a clockwise circle. I had to fight it to get it to the car. Then I got stuck behind people wanting to drive 20 miles an hour and of course there were two of them so they blocked both lanes of traffic. Thank god I didn't run over anyone on the way home because I have to admit I am not sure I would have stopped. I might have backed up a few times.

Then I remembered I forgot icing!!!! I was not stopping again. If I couldn't get my mom to grab some on her way then P was just going to have to settle for a pink cake. Cherry icing was all I have at home.

I was almost 30 minutes late getting home. I have been watching studying Forensic Files and JB knows it. He kept his mouth shut about me being late.

Now I realize that I had planned to make 2 things as gifts tonight but I don't know when I will get to. It is for my parents and they are coming over for cake and ice cream (Oh dear lord I forgot the ice cream!!!!!) for P's birthday.

Ok I need some Valium, some Prozac, some something. Everybody give it up. I KNOW someone has some.

DUH!!!

Tomorrow is P's birthday and guess what I have done? Forgotten all about all the stuff I need to buy for his party. Oh I planned it all out, I just forgot that I had to actually go buy the stuff. EVERYTHING! I just remembered it all today, too late to go out. So that leaves tomorrow and I have to work. Good thing the store I need is across the street from my work and if they don't have what I need there is a party store in the same shopping center.

So my list:

2 boxes of cake mix
3-4 containers of icing
cupcake papers
goody bags
fillers for the goody bags
Lego fruit snacks
balloons

We are having the party at McDonald's so I don't have to make any food or worry about drinks. Or even decorate. Just buy the kids a happy meal, throw a cupcake at them, let P open gifts, and give them a goody bag. Quick. Easy. Done.

Then do it all again in a month for E.

Life Goes On...

Thanks for the well wishes.

I am still sick, though not as bad. The fever and body aches only lasted one day. The sore throat was gone in 2. I still have to be careful when I yawn or my ears feel like they have imploded and now I have a cough and runny nose. Hopefully that will be gone soon.

The kids spent last night with my parents so I slept in today. WAY in. I woke up once wide awake that morning and probably should have gotten up but I decided not to. Just because I could and because I really needed the extra sleep. I didn't get out of bed until 3 PM!!! It was actually very nice.

While the kids were away, I got half the Christmas presents wrapped. I even got 2 Christmas presents made and almost blew up my microwave in the process. I will have to tell about that after Christmas because the people getting those presents read this blog.

Tonight I helped P clean out his room. He does the everyday cleaning himself, but a few times a year I go in and really get it cleaned out. I usually do it before Christmas anyways, but this time it needed to be done for another reason. He was missing most of his underwear and almost all of his socks. I KNEW they had to be hidden somewhere in all that junk. Sure enough, that is where they were. I still have to clean out his closet and move his bed to clean around it, but that will wait until tomorrow. I am too tired to do anymore cleaning.

Sick, Sick, Sick

No not P. He spent all day at school. He was fine. Just like I said he would be.

Me on the other hand...not so lucky. I woke up with a sore throat. Throughout the day it just got worse. I had to cut my day short and come home. A friend had to buy her own child his Christmas present from me because I just couldn't make it long enough to go buy 2 more gifts. I feel terrible and guilty for that.

I now have pressure in my ears, a fever and body aches. I am miserable. And I am freezing even though it is only 64 degrees outside and at least 70 in my house. At one point today I even got under my covers with my hair dryer on to warm up. During that time E decided to answer the phone and have a lengthy conversation with a friend of mine. They counted, talked about Blues Clues and neither P or me noticed. Good thing it wasn't my mom calling. She would have panicked when E answered and I didn't. I bet she could have made the 30 minute drive in 15 flat.

I just want to go to bed. Unfortunately, I can't because JB works night and isn't home. So I sit here trying anything and everything to stay awake for just a few more hours until E goes to bed or JB gets home.

P is in the bed already because of his smart mouth.

E is smacking her brother because he won't get up and play with her. I will just let them work that out on their own. The alpha male has to be chosen at some point.

The kitchen floor has puddles of water from E messing with the water dispenser on the refrigerator.

And she looks like a smurf because she has drawn all over her body with a blue marker. Thankfully it is washable.

The living room has pillows, toys, dirty clothes, blankets and diapers (all unused) scattered everywhere.

Maybe if I am lucky, the messes are a fever induced hallucination and when I wake up in the morning they will all be gone.

Yeah, I doubt it too.

Oh wait there is hope. I see flashes of light. Maybe it really is a hallucination.

Nope, those flashes of light is P playing with his camera. It only took me 30 minutes to figure that out.

I really really need to go to bed. I need some knock me off my feet so I don't wake up for 13 hours even if a train plows through my house medicine.

I Had Big Plans....

I had big plans today for a good nap. I couldn't sleep last night so I was still awake tossing and turning at 4 this morning. I had to get P up for school at 6:30, and had him on the bus by 7:01. My pillow never felt softer, the bed more comfortable. Right as I started to doze off the school calls. I didn't know it was the school, so I tried to ignore it. Then I hear, "This is so and so from elementary school. P threw up on the bus and he is sick." Then my cell rings and I have to answer it. They tell me the same thing with an emphasis on sick. I figured he got car sick because he was perfectly fine this morning. He wrapped his teacher's gift and I taught him how to use my old digital camera. The way they spoke you would think that the child hasn't stopped throwing up. I told them I was on my way and went to pick him up. I got to school and he wasn't waiting in the office. They had sent him to the classroom to take the teacher his gift because he kept fumbling around and dropping it on the floor. Ummm, I thought he was sick. I waited until he got back to the office. He looked fine to me. He acted fine.

Me: "Are you feeling sick?"
P: "No, I'm ok."
Me: "Did you get car sick?"
P: "No, I got bus sick."
Me: "Are you sure?"
P: "Yeah it was just too bumpy"
Me: "Well, come on."

We start to walk out of the office and he asks me "I have to go home? What about our holiday party?". I told him that he threw up and they want him to go home.

P: "But I'm not sick. I don't want to go home."

So we went back into the office and I told them that he was fine, he just got car sick and he wants to stay. They very obviously did not like that. They just kept giving me evil looks. I asked them again. "Does he have to go home?" They told me that a bad stomach virus was going around. (When is there not?) So they decided to check his temperature. Hello??? Why did they not do that before? They felt he was well enough to walk to the end of the school to expose his germs to the classroom and teacher to give him a present but he isn't well enough to stay in school. P was very fidgety and just wanted to go to class. He kept asking me if he had to stay in the office all day. They finally decided that he wasn't running a fever and so he could stay but gave me a warning. (I'm not kidding, a warning) "If he throws up again, we will just have to call you again." Oh gee, thanks. I didn't know that. It will be this huge deal for me to have to stop and come pick him up. What's with this whole you are a terrible parent for letting your terribly sick child stay in school when we don't want him here routine?

The child gets car sick enough times a month for me to know it when I see it. I won't have to pick him up today.

So since I am up I guess I might as well go into work and get it over with. Then I will finish up my Christmas shopping. Or maybe I will do the shopping first, before the crowds hit. I love being able to make my own work schedule. As long as I show up it doesn't matter when.

A Good Reason

My friend and I often joke about our children doing things withing days of each other. It always happens. Last week she had to deal with some broken glass. Today I got to. (Granted hers was much worse.) P dropped a glass on my casserole dish and the dish shattered into a trillion pieces and shot across the kitchen. (Isn't Pyrex suppose to NOT shatter into tiny pieces?) We have all been there. We all know how hard it is to get all the glass up. I swept 4 times, but each time I found more. I had to look on top of the refrigerator for a paper bag to put the glass in and even found glass there. Hopefully that was the last of it.

I guess this is a good reason to go buy that stoneware baking set I have been looking at for a while now.

Fake Tantrums?

What is this?

I have discovered that not only do I have to deal with tantrums I have to deal with fake tantrums too!

Two nights in a row E has decided to try out a few new tantrums. The first night she decided that she was NOT going to show off her new shoes for daddy and started screaming "no, no, no, no, no, no" over and over again. (By the 3rd no,s he was over it but kept going just for the effect) She still kept screaming it after we walked away. She got up and ran around the living room screaming it over and over some more. Then up to the table to pound on the table with both hands, shaking her head back and forth and saying no with each pound of her fists.

We just looked at her and shook our heads.

Last night she tried it again. I don't even know what this one was about. She just looked at me with this mean face, deepened her voice and said "NO!" Jumped up on the couch, kicked her legs a few times, shook her head back and forth said the deep voiced evil "no!" a few more times, then started slamming her body against the back of the couch. I waited on her head to turn around and pea soup to spew forth.

Me: "umm, E? What are you doing?"
E (evil voice): "NO, NO, NO, NO!"
Me: "stop that'
E in an evil voice still: "NO NO NO" she scrunches her face up and looks at me for a minute then proceeds to try to get the couch to rock by slamming her upper body into the cushions some more.
Me: "Demon?"
There was no answer.
Me: "Satan?"
She stopped and looked at me again. This doesn't bode well.
Me to JB: "quick get the bible"

Apparently the word bible is funny to a almost 2 year old. That or she understood what I was wanting and that was funny. This fake tantrum/demon possession stopped.
Or maybe she has lulled me into a fake sense of security. Maybe that is her evil plan all along. I should be afraid. Very afraid.

Then she hit me in the head with a soccer ball. Then yelled catch. We have to work on timing.

Comments Are Working Again

A few people were kind enough to let me know that they have been unable to leave me comments.

Thank you for letting me know. Who knows how long it would have been until I figured it out on my own. I never did figure out what the problem was, but I reset the template and got it working again.

Since I was already working on the HTML, I decided to go ahead and make a few more changes that I had been putting off. Some items and links are missing still and if I ever remember what they were, I will add them back.

In the meantime anyone know how to make my post section level with the two sidebars? Or how to fix the sidebar spacing between the lines? I changed that months ago and can't remember how.

Now What???

Today E defeated the baby gate. She dumped my basket of clean laundry on the floor, turned it over and climbed right over the gate. In less than 2 minutes, the entire contents of THREE bathroom cabinets were emptied in the floor.

Yesterday she got my deodorant off the top of my dresser by stacking my Iris cart boxes on top of each other until she was tall enough to reach.

The day before she started throwing toys at the Christmas tree to get the ornaments at the top. I had to take them down.

Since I can't duct tape her to a chair, what do I do now?

When in Doubt Say Watermelon

Sunday P participated in a Christmas program at the church he attends with my parents. I was surprised that he wanted to. Even more surprised that he didn't goof off while he stood there.



Maybe it was nerves.

The kids were suppose to be lip syncing to a tape of carols in the background. I started to notice that P looks like a fish, just opening and closing his mouth. He apparently didn't remember the words. So instead I thought he was just moving his mouth to pretend to be singing. When I got home I found out that the preacher had joked with the kids beforehand and told them if they didn't know the words, to just say watermelon.


"WAAAAAAAA...."


"TERRRR..."


"MELLL..."


"LON..."

Goofballs, the lot of them.

E just sat on the bench most of the time hanging on to JB's neck or covering her eyes. Why? Because Santa was sitting in front of us. Then she decided he wasn't going away and crawled to the next bench behind us to play with her little cousin Mollie.

Laundry is taking over!

Laundry and dishes constantly compete to be the bane of my existence.

Today laundry wins.

Monday, I ran out of laundry detergent. All the laundry was washed so I thought I would be ok until I could get to the store on Friday. I was wrong. W.R.O.N.G.! The hamper was overflowing.

Last night my mom sent me clothes for E that a co worker gave her. Lots of cute clothes and I may not have to buy her any clothes until next winter. Don't think for one minute that will stop me when I see the cutest little shirt/skirt/pants/dress whatever. Just remember I said won't have to, not won't.

My laundry pile is growing bigger by the minute.

By this morning everything clean is gone.

Last night E tossed and turned and coughed her head off...again. Why? It rained. Every single time it rains and stays wet for more than one day she has sinus drainage that keeps her and everyone else up coughing. She coughs and coughs until she chokes, until she gags, until she...well, you get the drift. So early this morning I needed towels and we didn't have one. I had to use a blanket. Not to mention strip the bed.

Now my laundry pile is taller than I am. I will be catching up laundry until the day I die. Dirty towels will have to be stuffed in my casket. Dirty socks rolled into artful flower arrangements. Rags will be passed out as tissues.

Just remember to pack me enough laundry detergent.

First Haircut...Well 2nd really

I finally broke down and cut E some bangs. I fought it for so long. Everyone kept telling me to cut her bangs because she won't leave hairbows in her hair and it just hangs in her eyes. I didn't want to. At 22 1/2 months it was finally almost long enough that it would stay out of her eyes on its own. But it wasn't to be. Not long ago, maybe a month, she got a pair of P's scissors and cut a little hair off the front. It wasn't bad, but it was noticeable. I came to terms with it and decided that because she already had half bangs, might as well do the rest. I can still grow out her bangs, they will just be even and look decent while it happens. So tonight I finished the job. I don't like it. It makes me sick. And to make it worse, I put a hairbow in her hair and she hasn't even touched it!! Oh well, it isn't like I can't still use them and I will eventually get use to bangs.

One of Life's Lessons...

Today I had to come up with chores for P. He has started to make more messes. He has become very disrespectful of the amount of work that goes into keeping a house clean, in part because he has never learned what it takes. It is time he learns that lesson. I don't profess to have a perfectly clean house, or that I even clean everyday, or I will be honest, every week, but when I take the time to clean something, it better not be a mess before I even leave the room. And if something is dirty, it is not an excuse to add to it just because it has to be cleaned up anyways.

The last straw for me was this weekend when P had to pour out his drink. Instead of pouring it out into the sink so that it goes down the drain (he already knows that is a rule) he decided to pour it into the pot I had soaking. Not just pour it in, but hold his arm up in the air and pour it in so that it splashes all over himself, my counter, the floor, and the clean dishes next to the sink. He will be 8 in two weeks. It is time for him to learn how to do more than the easy stuff like picking up toys or bringing the laundry through to get washed. He will never have to clean my room, my bathroom or his sisters room, but I will make him do something in each of the common family areas that we all use.

It can be his job to vacuum the living room at least once a week. He likes to vacuum, but only if it is his idea and never when I tell him to. Too bad. He has asked for a vacuum for 2 years for Christmas and Santa got the message this year.

The bathroom will be the biggest chore area for him, just because he is the one who uses it the most. I already make him wipe up the toothpaste mess he makes everyday, so throwing in a bottle of cleaner once a week and making him get the rest of the counter shouldn't be that hard. He will also be responsible for emptying the trash can when it is full and sweeping the floor. I don't think he is ready to clean the bathtub yet or scrub the toilet bowl, (I will still do that) but he should be able to handle wiping the toilet seat and under the rim with a clorox wipe. He can see how gross it is to clean up after a little boy with no aim, by also mopping the floor. It is a small bathroom and is really only about 5 minutes worth of work. I think he should be able to handle it. Once he masters that I will move on to adding at least one kitchen chore. I just haven't decided what that will be yet.

Running and running and running and....

I am about ready to hobble my children. Since P got home from school at 3 I have had to get on to him 13 times (and I am still counting) for running in the house. Once he starts, he gets E running around. Then someone always runs into a door, or falls down and gets trampled, or kicks a toy with their little toe. Every day we have this battle. EVERY STINKING DAY!!!! I have tried everything. I even gave him a very specific instruction "Do not run around in my house, do not walk around in circles, do not walk really fast in the house, do not follow you sister, do not chase your sister, do not walk behind your sister, do not walk really fast behind your sister, do not walk really slow behind your sister, do not run behind your sister, do not do any of those now, in 5 minutes, in 10 minutes, in an hour, at bedtime, tomorrow, the next day, next week, next month, next year, NEVER do it again!" NOTHING is working. (And yes I had to get that specific because he always has one of those excuses at the ready.) You know those woman who go to jail for duct taping their children? Why is that wrong again? Are you sure using it on your kids is not one of the 1001 uses for duct tape? I tell you I am so close to duct taping their legs to a chair. I know I will have this fight again tomorrow. And the next day too unless I can come up with some way to win the battle.

Out of the Loop

I have been out of the loop since Friday, thanks to BOTH computers going on the fritz. Yep both. At the same time. What are the odds of that happening? The good computer got a virus that took me 2 days to get rid of. At least I saved my files and didn't have to reinstall windows. I like that computer. I hate the old computer. This time it was having some issue with the floppy drive that kept restarting the computer. (told you it was old) I ended up having to reinstall windows on that one. It isn't the first time and it probably won't be the last. I am so sick of dealing with the problems I have had with it over the past 5 years that I want to drop kick it into a lake.

20 reasons I will never own another eMachines computer:

1. Monitor stopped working in 6 months
2. reinstall windows
3. windows automatically has a bug that shuts the computer down before you can download the fix because you live in the boonies with 28kbps internet connection and you run out of time before shut down
4. have to get someone else to download the fix on a disc
5. reinstall windows
6. programs stop working. no viruses
7. reinstall windows
8. 2nd monitor fried in less than 4 months
9. reinstall windows
10. reinstall windows
11. power supply fried
12. reinstall windows
13. 2nd power supply fried
14. reinstall windows
15. reinstall windows
16. reinstall windows
17. reinstall windows
18. continue to reinstall windows every few months
19. totally useless never even used floppy drive fails (floppy discs were pretty much obsolete when the computer was made, why did they even bother to put one on it?)
20. reinstall windows

Got Glasses?

If you are like me and wear glasses and have children in the house, you know how easily $130 can end up mangled and hidden under the couch. Yes it really happened to me. E got my supposedly indestructible glasses and had them mangled in 3 seconds flat. I was able to fix them somewhat, but they just aren't the same. I felt so sick to my stomach. Then it happened to JB at work. His indestructible frames snapped in half. It was at that moment I realized that my decision to skip buying a spare set came back to kick me in the rear. At the time I told myself that we didn't have the extra money. Truthfully I could have found the money somewhere. When we are due to have our annual exam again in February we will both be buying ourselves 2 pairs each and maybe even some prescription sunglasses too. It is all thanks to the popular online eyeglasses shop Zenni optical. They are super affordable. And I really mean it. For less than the cost of taking your family to Taco Bell for dinner, you can get a pair of glasses. Really....that inexpensive. I don't know of anywhere else that you could get $8 Complete Rx Eyeglasses. Right now you can even get Holiday Glass Frames From Zenni Optical. They have metal frames, plastic frames, rimless frames, bendable frames, you name it. I found several great pairs that I like but these are my favorite. I wonder if I could pull off red frames?



At these prices I could even color coordinate all my outfits or match my mood. I can't wait until February to place my order!!

Pictures with Santa

Over the weekend I was able to get the kids pictures made with Santa. I knew E would cry so the studio asked if I wanted them to do a "shhh!" photo first. For these, they have Santa hid in another room while the kids are positioned for pictures. Then Santa sneaks up behind them and the photographer is able to get some non-crying pictures with the kids having no idea he is even there. I love that idea.



After the picture was taken Santa let it be known that he was in the room. P jumped up and laughed. E froze. Completely non blinking, staring off into space, not moving an inch froze. Santa even waved his hand in front of her face and she hardly moved. Then she snapped out of it and took off. I had to grab her and put her on Santa's lap and we got one picture before the waterfall started.




She buried her face in her hands and the tears poured. No sound for about a minute. I think she may have been holding her breath.



Then she took off again toward my dad. He held her while she laid her head on his shoulder with her eyes closed and wouldn't open them until we were done. Is it terrible that I find the whole thing funny?

P talked away and Santa was very patient and very good at redirecting him so they could try to get him into the next pose without him knowing he was being posed.




If the prints come back good, I will never ever go to the mall again.