Friday, February 13, 2009

ok, so it has been

almost a month since I had anything to post about. Well, scratch that. I always have something to post about. I hvae Petie, afterall. And three kids. Things happen ALL the time. Things have been seriously busy.
Keith and Jen got married the end of Jan. I went away with a group of my best girlfriends the weekend after. man, that was a blast. Lots of laughing. Lots.
the front 6 of Alex's teeth, are loose. All 6. THAT should be interesting when they all come out at once. Poor kid. Kimberly is registered for Kindergarten. Where does the time go? She is so excited to be going to kindergarted, she asks everyday, if she is going. Oy. It is going to be a looooooong summer. lol I am gettign her hair cut a bit shorter next week, I will post a pick then. It is so hard to brush now, I am hoping that when it is a shorter, it will be a bit easier. Not to mention, she will get her springs back! The length has pulled a lot of the curl out. :(
Ok, so the other day I was headed into the kitchen to make dinner. I will tell you now, I cannot walk into the kitchen without two things on my heels. Kimberly, because she wants to hinder my, I mean, help cook, and Petie, because he is one. big. fat. mooch. 'nuff said.
So, I open the fridge, to get out the eggs I need. I turn around and almost drop the eggs because Kimberly is underfoot. Not bothering to turn around, I close the door of the fridge with my foot. (that is something I am adept at...) anyhow, what I missed, was Petie was investigating the contents of the fridge, and climbed in. So, when I closed the door with my foot, while not setpping on my daughter, OR dropping the carton of eggs, I closed the cat in the fridge. (silly cat, should not have been there in the first place.) Anyhow, while going over to the stove to start to cook, I hear a VERY strange and VERY muffed noise. I turn to see if I had accidentally stepped on some fuzzy toes. Nope. None that I can see. I turn back, and I hear the noise again. So I ask Kimberly if she heard it. "yes Mama, petie is in here" Where? I ask. she goes over to the fridge, and opens the door. I am about to tell her to shut the door, when out popps Petie. You can imagine my suprise, when I see a very annoyed, slightly chilled cat coming out of my fridge. WTF? Cats don't belong in the fridge? Shaking my head, I turn back to dinner. I not have one child "helping" to cook, and one very annoyed cat swatting at my leg, yowling. `sigh. it is a wonder I got anything at all done.
the very next day, when I went into the kitchen, guess who was on my heels? Yup, Kimberly AND Petie. Open the fridge, and this time, I watched. petie again climbed in the fridge. Did he learn NOTHING from the prior day? Guess not.
ok. Tuesday of this past week, I was at class. Dana took the kids out, and came home. He left the dome light on because one of the kids did not shut the door right. The neighbor was kind enough to come over to let him know. He walks out with her, to take care of the door, and as she passes under my rose arbor two hairy paws poke through the slats in an attempt to get her. Thankfull she is short, and did not see anything. Imagine the fright that would have been since it was dark out and all. UGH.
Then on Wednsday, I was taking the kids to school. We walk past the tree that has my bird feeder on it. Down jumps a squirrel, and then Petie hot on his tail. The squirrel ran across the street and up the phone pole. Guess who ran across the street and up the phone pole? You guessed it, Petie. Bid dope. he got about 8 ft up, then shimmied down, and climbed up the neighboors tree to try and out smart the squirrel. I swear in a former life, he worked for the KGB or somehting!