There’s always something funny, disastrous or heart melting going on in our family of 6. Here’s what we’ve been up to:
Grace went in for her 6 month check up last week. She’ll be
6 months old on the 15th, how the heck did that happen?? Anyway,
Gracie is weighing a whopping 15lbs and I think she was like 24 inches long. Despite
her massive cheeks and huge thighs, little Miss Gracie is only in the 25% for
weight and 9% for height. Not sure how I got a shortie since her father and I
are both pretty tall.
Isaac started a new thing. Any time his brother or sister
make him mad he yells “NONNI PAPA! NONNI PAPA!” at the top of his lungs. Not sure
if this is a distraction technique and he is trying to trick Remie and
Charlotte into thinking that Nonni and Papa are at our home. Or maybe it’s a
call for help and he thinks Super Papa is going to swoop in and save him from
his menacing siblings. Either way it’s quite funny and slightly irritating…
Charlotte. Dear Charlotte. Please God show Charlotte how
important it is to wipe her butt EVERY TIME she goes potty. She used to be
great at this and I never had to monitor her wiping capabilities. But lately
Charlotte has gotten in the habit of rushing doing everything so she can get
back to playing. I’ve been finding turds in the toilet and skid marks in her
undies. I know you desperately wanted to
know this. You’re welcome.
And now for Remie. If he doesn’t stop sucking his damn
fingers I’m going to lose it. His top front teeth have already shifted like
buck teeth. Thankfully they are his baby teeth but they are pretty close to
falling out. We need to stop this habit before his adult teeth come in. We have
tried the bad tasting nail polish, putting tape on his fingers, making him wear
a glove and countless other things. I think cutting off his two fingers might
be the only option. That’s cheaper then braces right?
As for me. I just ate pasta salad at 9am. Yup it’s that good
and yup that’s the only update about myself for the moment. Well I did get my
hair highlighted last week…
And lastly Remie Sr…. besides being an absolute stud I don’t
think he has any news worthy updates either. Oh wait. Here was our conversation
last night.
Remie: blah blah blah
I’m 33 blah blah blah
Me: Honey you’re only 32.
Remie: No I turned 33 in May.
Me: No you turned 32 in May.
Remie: I was born in 1980. I am 33 and you’ll be 33 this
year too.
Me: I’ll be 32 this year… *pause conversation while I add in
my head*… CRAP HOW DID I LOSE AN ENTIRE YEAR???!!!!
There’s your thrilling update of our family. Stay tuned for
more exciting scenes ;)
2 comments:
Poor little Remmie - don't worry, I was way older than he is when I stopped, the teeth will be ok (just don't tell your dentist that!)
I ALWAYS forget how old I am. It's so embarrassing!
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