BusyBusyBusy

It's has been a big week for us.

- I have some sort of sinus stuff going on.  I am not feeling 100%.  Ugh.  So much for enjoying the changing of seasons.  By the way, who is loving this ENC weather??  High 50s at night, low 80s during the day.  I'll take it!

- Caroline started gymnastics tonight.  Boy, did she love it.  She learned how to do a back roll and is super stoked.  She catches onto things so easily.  I wish I was that way.  She gets it from her Daddy.  I can barely walk and talk at the same time.

- Bug is starting dance.  Yes, you read that right.  Dance.  I didn't pressure her either.  I just mentioned it and just jumped right on it.  She will be taking with a dance teacher that goes to her school every Monday for "movement".  We got all of her dance stuff today.  Tomorrow cannot get her fast enough in her eyes.

- Bug talked at school today.  It happened during an emergency but still... it happened.  Holler!  She had to tee-tee.  I mean like superbad tee-tee.  She couldn't hold it much longer.  She cried (break my heart).  She will NOT tee-tee at school.  I don't know how we are going to get past this.  Did I mention she cried :-(  I rushed in and saved her.  She tee-teed for a good minute.  She felt much better.  During her meltdown, she told one of her fabulous teachers, "My tummy hurts.  I want to go home."  Wow.  All of that came out of her mouth.  Wow!  WOW!!

- Bug slept in her bed ALL NIGHT last night.  Yes, she still gets in our bed on most nights.  I woke up with morning at 6:30am fully rested for the first time in a LONG time.  I kind of missed her.  Fingers crossed the same happens tonight.

- I have no pictures for today.  I have been doing 8 million things.  I mean, I just got done cooking dinner.  I haven't even cleaned the kitchen yet.  Ugh!

- One night I went to bed at 9:30ish.  That is epic.  I can't remember the last time that happened.

-I am watching Gossip Girl season 4.  Dear sweet baby Jesus.  I don't know how I ignored this show until its final season.  Chuck Bass is so awesome.  I wish I could be him for just one day.

- I am off to clean the kitchen, watch Big Brother, watch Gossip Girl, feed the dog, wash clothes, shower, fold clothes, ok I'll stop now.

The Great Grocery. . . SPLAT!

I hate going to the grocery store.

Nevermind. Let me rephrase that. I hate going to the grocery store with two children in tow.

Anyway, it was taco night and I had nothing to make tacos. So, off to the store we went.

Caroline was a nutjob the whole time of course. "I want this... I want that..."

Emma was sitting in the cart. She was in the actual cart part where you put your groceries.

She had gotten in the habit of sitting there. She loved to hold all of my groceries as I put them in the cart.

I was about to make my last stop... taco seasoning.

"One more second girls and we will go home and make dinner."

I turned to get the taco seasoning and I heard a thud. I later described it as a SPLAT.

I was too scared to turn around and look. I knew Emma had fallen out of the cart. I just knew her head had busted open and there was going to be blood everywhere.

I looked. Sure enough, she was on her back on the hard floor screaming. No blood though. Just screams! I threw myself on top of her. I check her pupils. I checked her head. I checked her ears. I checked everything. During all of this, I forgot to breathe. I gasped for air and began to cry. I somehow found my way to my phone.

Why did I need my phone you ask? To call my husband.

I didn't know what to do. Do you keep shopping? Do you leave the cart and run to the car? Do you put everything back and then leave?

I just needed someone to level me out. Guess what? In case of an emergency, don't call my husband. He is absolutely no help. You will end up yelling ugly words at him. You will also end up hanging up on him.

After cussing him out, I turned to get my cart and check out. There were about 7 people standing at the opposite end of the aisle I was on. They just stood there and stared.

I don't know if they were scared of me or what. My mom possibly hit the nail on the head when she said that I probably did not look approachable.

Any way, I couldn't let Emma go. I held her the whole time.

I cried the whole way home.

I cried when I got home.

It scared me to death.

She is fine... thank goodness.

She got candy and a balloon and that made it all better. Luckily there was no bruising, no goose egg, no sign of damage at all.

Word to the wise though... don't let your toddler sit in the cart part of the grocery cart. Strap them in or make them walk.

I learned that the hard way.

Very little cooperation.

I had very little of it yesterday while taking fall pictures.

Whatever.

After trying and trying, I gave up.

Maybe one of them will be good enough to be the winner of the You Capture contest at I Shoud Be Folding The Laundry. I really enjoy the traffic I get from these Mr. Linky contests. It is a great way to find new, fabulous blogs.

So, here we go.

Fall...








Welcome Fall. Oh, how I love you.