What Am I? You got it!

First set of clues:
I had roots you could not see,
I got played with daily.
I'm now out for another to be,
Now go look at Kalee.

*answer and pictures will be posted tomorrow ;)

Since no one is close, you'll have to keep trying....

Second set of clues:
I'm the third one to go,
but the first two went with trauma.
I'm worth some money you know,
and left out all the drama.

Think, think, think...if you know her history, the second set should give it away. Bugging you yet?



She was busting up at me wanting to take a picture of her mouth.

Saturday night Kalee told us her tooth was really loose. Max said he wanted to play with it so she allowed him to. Before you know it she let out a grunt and and they both fished the separated tooth from her cheek. My baby lost her first tooth, naturally!

For the record, she requested $0.20 but I realize it's 2008. When she lost her second tooth last year due to trauma the tooth fairy brought $20.00 plus she got a visit from the Japanese tooth fairy who brought Y500 (about $5). Kalee's tooth fairy pays based on how clean the teeth are...and had no smaller bills either time...what are the chances? Yes, another $20 for this tooth, ouch! She plans on spending it on a loud Jonahs Brothers or Hannah Montana alarm clock with bells so she can get up early.

But Santa is just a man dressed up at the mall, and the Easter Bunny is a costume...how does she wrap her mind around this stuff?

Broke the Record!

I love getting up early. I got 2 loads of laundry washed, dried, folded, and put away...I broke the 1 load every 12 hour record. Exciting. That was after emptying the dishwasher and wiping all the downstairs tile on my hands and knees...all before 7am! WOW! I'm amazed at what I can get done in a few hours with out interruptions. I went on to making next weeks menu and my grocery list for tomorrow. After the kids woke up and I fed them, did 2 more loads of laundry, scrubbed the bathrooms and vacuumed the staircase and upstairs. By 9:30 am I got a weeks worth of chores done. OK, not really....but I don't know why I don't just get up before the kids daily. Things go so much smoother.

Now it's almost 20:00 and I'm pooped. Could it be because I have been up since 5?

Sweet Dreams.

Yum

I tried something new for dinner and the best part is, I didn't burn it! I may have experienced water boiling over and leaving a burnt smell on my flat stove...but I didn't burn the food. Yeah...doin' the happy dance. I made a recipe from a friend (thanks Linda) called Chicken Divan. Max went back for more a few times, Bear ate 2 servings, I put some away...and it will be waiting for my Kalee tomorrow morning. She decided to not eat it. The girl eats rice, devours broccoli, tolerates chicken, and loves cheese...but not all together for some reason. Seriously, tonight was drama. My kids eat almost anything but she will pick out onion and bell pepper if she sees it, in which I don't complain because she's great at putting 'un-normal' kid veggies away (like asparagus, cauliflower, snap peas, cucumber, celery, salad, and even beets off the top of my head). But tonight I was such a mean Mommy...that REFUSES to have picky eaters. So she can have her three bites tomorrow morning before her favorite sweet potato pancakes. Max on the other hand threatened to fly her to China to deliver her plate to people that don't have food. He was also singing Chinese sounding music that made me laugh so hard I had to pee. China? When I was a kid it was Ethiopia. Mom would tell me how some kids in Ethiopia don't have food...I replied "pack it up and ship it to 'em". That level of sarcasm has yet to sink in with Kalee, but knowing her parents as well as I do...they can hold their own. ;D

Unmotivated

I'm amazed at how I can't cook, but can get a stain out of almost anything. Why!? Last nights London broil was interesting. I ate carrots, wild rice, and fresh green beans instead. Max choked the dry beef down and said it was almost fit for human consumption. I've got me a good man. Boy I got a laundry list of todo's today. One thing I do well is get stains out of kids clothes...you know since dirt is Bear's favorite color. I gotta think about tonight's dinner since it's a good night to try something new. I have a back up. Chick-Fil-a. Tonight is kids eat free night. Need to research a few things for this upcoming year and find my keys....yeah the ones that have been missing for about 2 months now.

Off to turn up music and get motivated. I think I can have everything but locating my keys done in about 2 hours given I don't have to put my black and white t-shirt on throw myself down to count to three.

Errrr!

Why does the Navy create mandatory dog and pony functions? Then they have the audacity to mail invitations so we receive them Monday for an event that Friday. Seriously, so often they expect Sailors to pull things outta their butts perfectly polished. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

... I can't say friends didn't warn me from a wife's perspective that the grass isn't always greener on the other side. Maybe I should mail the ship weed-n-feed.

Itch

Kalee was acting like a whiny baby very tired as she got out of the tub tonight. I let her carry on and thought nothing about it. When she finally stopped I walked in to brush her hair and ask if everything was OK.

K: *whine* My legs are itchy
Me: You know I don't speak whine.
K: *sigh* Mom, the hair on my legs are bothering me, they make my legs itch!
Me: *as I noticed a comb on the stool and vertical scratch marks on her leg* Um Kalee, did you comb your leg hair?
K: *smirk-quiet voice* yes.
Me: Bwahahaha!

Poor girl stands no chance having Max and I as parents. At least I can understand and show her to rub extra virgin organic coconut oil (we use as conditioner and lotion) in a downward motion to get it all to stay one direction. If she starts getting hair on the top of her foot and big toe...guess I'll spare her and shave it when she's sleepin'..

No, really, I wouldn't do that. That may give her a complex. Poor kid already shows signs of my OCD in public restrooms.

Chocolate Pizza

Tonight, home made pizza sounded yummy. I had everything on hand except for sauce. Max offered to run to the store and grab milk and sauce. Perfect! I could prepare everything else meanwhile. How come the man came home with sauce, coke, milk, a box of 50/50 ice cream bars, and 2 frozen pizzas? "Um, Babe...what are the pizzas for? I said I was making homemade ones." I can't tell if he just really knows me and my cooking or decided Digorno was easier but he replied "just in case". In case of what? In case I instantly feel like yuck and don't want to stand in the kitchen? Surely couldn't be anticipation of me burning them. Me, burn food? Let me tell you about my fantastic home made dough. No it wasn't my recipe and I didn't get it from the refrigerated section in the commissary. I borrowed my friends recipe...who by the way went to the Le Cordon Bleu in London...see, I know who to make friends with :)...I added everything in the kitchen aida little elbow grease and voila. Max was even impressed...mostly because I kept the words organic and whole wheat flour away from his hearing radar. The kids did their own mini ones and added everything but onion. As for the frozen pizza? It will remain in the freezer until he needs to feed the kids on a night I have Women's Bible Study.

I smell cake. Cake? CAKE! Gasp! I forgot to set my phone alarm when I made my birthday cake. You know, the one Max bought when he got back from underway to have the kids make for me! I better go check on it before the chocolate becomes charcoalish in color...