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		<title>really no rest</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2011/10/28/3332/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 15:03:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So it&#8217;s been about a week now that Kayleigh&#8217;s figured out how to get out of her crib without killing herself.  She&#8217;s gotten really good at it, too.  So good at it that just as I predicted, she&#8217;s now bored of playing with all toys in their room and the living room so all she [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a class="tt-flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anela/6284937505"><img class="tt-flickr" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6104/6284937505_271a73fdff_m.jpg" alt="Kayleigh" width="240" height="160" align="left" /></a> So it&#8217;s been about a week now that Kayleigh&#8217;s figured out how to get out of her crib without killing herself.  She&#8217;s gotten really good at it, too.  So good at it that just as I predicted, she&#8217;s now bored of playing with all toys in their room and the living room so all she does is try to get into things she knows she&#8217;s not supposed to be in, try to escape places I&#8217;ve attempted to block her off from, and throw things in the trash can.  She also likes to try to escape the house, so the chain lock is on all the time.  Yesterday, to even get a shower, I set Elijah up on the top bunk with his math book and he was to just be in there and oversee K as she can&#8217;t open the bedroom door yet.  Actually, that worked pretty well because she stayed safe and contained, he finished his math pages for the day, <em>and </em>I got a shower (a 3 minute one).  Elijah gets mad, though, because she dumps out alllllll the toys, all the tubs and all the drawers, and there&#8217;s just toys covering the floor, and he has to clean them up later.  I&#8217;ve also had to start locking the refrigerator again and I&#8217;m going to have to do something with those cabinets under the kitchen sink.</p>
<p>Really, all this is fine, the next step of life, but it&#8217;s got me exhausted by mid-day each day and behind in my photo editing.  Where before, I&#8217;d block off the living room and she&#8217;d play in there while I edited on my laptop or maybe I&#8217;d edit while she was napping.  But with her new found courage, naps are frowned upon and she is not content whatsoever to play in the living room even one bit, not even on her new-to-her trampoline that my parents brought back from storage in their house (it was Elijah&#8217;s).</p>
<p>Also, and this is really the point of my post, she&#8217;s eaten very little the last several days.  I think this is simply because she doesn&#8217;t want to be in her high chair.  She wants to run.  Running is fine, but you gotta eat, too.  She cries when I put her in there and it&#8217;s not long before she&#8217;s giving me the &#8220;done&#8221; sign and/or throwing a fit.  Just a bit ago, I got her in there and she ate a bit of freeze dried fruit.  She wanted a graham cracker but then she was done and she got down.  I hadn&#8217;t even had a chance to clean up the tray yet and she was signing that she wanted a cracker and what not.  So I put her back in the high chair and she picked up the graham cracker and then started motioning that she wanted out of the high chair <em>with</em> the cracker.  I said &#8220;uh, no, Missy, you&#8217;re not carrying food around the house.  Eat it.&#8221;  She started to cry and act like she was going to let herself out (which she can&#8217;t yet) and I said, &#8220;No, eat your cracker, then you can get down.&#8221;  She yelled and threw the cracker on the floor where it was immediately grabbed by the dog who&#8217;s not supposed to be eating People Food.  I guess it&#8217;s a good thing I just put her on Pediasure&#8230;</p>
<p>I just bought an extra wide gate for our 50&#8243; doorway between the living room and the rest of the house, it&#8217;s supposed to be here today.  Their room is off the living room so if this gate is good, that will be really nice and maybe it will help her see that these two rooms are her play area, she doesn&#8217;t need to go running around causing trouble elsewhere, the little stinker.</p>
<p>Guess it&#8217;s time to shower, Elijah just shut himself and Kayleigh in their room with his math book&#8230;  Hey, works for me.  If he actually gets his work done faster while on his bed than at his school desk&#8230; wow.  He went in without complaints about math, too.  Unbelievable!!</p>
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		<title>Storms, storms, storms&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2011/04/22/3237/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Apr 2011 05:30:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Days Go By]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am so sick of storms! Getting yanked out of the movie theater isn&#8217;t fun either, lol. My sister said well if we&#8217;re gonna die, we should die being entertained. So we were entertained but didn&#8217;t die&#8230; Now I lay here in bed, listening to thunder and reports of flash floods. I think I&#8217;m gonna [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so sick of storms!<br />
Getting yanked out of the movie theater isn&#8217;t fun either, lol. My sister said well if we&#8217;re gonna die, we should die being entertained. So we were entertained but didn&#8217;t die&#8230; <br />
Now I lay here in bed, listening to thunder and reports of flash floods. I think I&#8217;m gonna have to sleep though, can&#8217;t stay up all night&#8230; Snore&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Blahness.</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2007/10/21/2018/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 23:43:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Man I totally don&#8217;t feel like doing much of anything lately. It&#8217;s not like I&#8217;m doing nothing, but my attention span is just so short this past week. I&#8217;ll do have the dishes, half the laundry, even half of blog/photo commenting, then I move on to something else. I can&#8217;t even concentrate on this movie [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Man I totally don&#8217;t feel like doing much of anything lately.  It&#8217;s not like I&#8217;m doing nothing, but my attention span is just so short this past week.  I&#8217;ll do have the dishes, half the laundry, even half of blog/photo commenting, then I move on to something else.  I can&#8217;t even concentrate on this movie that is on this free preview of Starz.  It&#8217;s The Da Vinci Code and I swear, it is SO boring.  Horrible really.  Bad enough that I know already I&#8217;ll never read that book.  But I digress.</p>
<p>Last night we went to an annual bonfire/hayride at the house of some friends.  We mostly had a good time but by the time we left (after 9:30) E had both me and Steve so stressed out.  He&#8217;s not a bad kid, he&#8217;s just so active and doesn&#8217;t listen for anything.  Very selective hearing.  He doesn&#8217;t hear me saying he&#8217;s going too far into the woods, come back; but he can hear someone opening the bag of marshmallows down at the barn, 100 feet away.  Typical four-year-old most might say, but there were two other four-year-olds (two of his friends) and they were both very good.  What&#8217;s the deal? If he wasn&#8217;t so dang cute&#8230; I swear.<span id="more-2018"></span></p>
<p><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anela/1679196771/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/1679196771_3719b7192b_m.jpg" alt="Um?" width="200" /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/anela/1680048410/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2082/1680048410_8a2c01821f_m.jpg" alt="Apple Bobbing" width="200" /></a></center><br />
Man, I need a Mountain Dew or something.<br />
Well, I know to enjoy it now &#8212; and I am &#8212; because one day he won&#8217;t be so cute and little, he&#8217;ll be&#8230; big and annoying, probably.  When that comes, I&#8217;ll miss him being four. May that day come soon, HAHA!</p>
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		<title>8 Things</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2007/06/28/1912/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 15:09:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So Elyse has tagged me once again and is forcing me to use my brain&#8230; or attempting to. So here we go&#8230; Rules: Each person posts the rules before their list, then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people then visits [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So <a href="http://for-desperation.net/8-things/">Elyse has tagged me once again</a> and is forcing me to use my brain&#8230; or attempting to.  So here we go&#8230;</p>
<p>Rules: Each person posts the rules before their list, then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people then visits those peoples sites and comments letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come read the post, so they know what they have to do. </p>
<p>1. I have a hard time coming up with lists about myself.</p>
<p>2. I&#8217;ve had this saved as a draft for a couple of weeks without adding anything to it because I couldn&#8217;t think of anything.</p>
<p>3. I&#8217;ve been really tired lately.</p>
<p>4. I&#8217;ve not been sleeping well at night for some reason.</p>
<p>5. Just can&#8217;t fall asleep then when I do am not allowed to sleep long enough or deep enough for a good sleep.</p>
<p>6. I haven&#8217;t been this tired in years.</p>
<p>7. I&#8217;m also completely uninspired when it comes to writing lately.</p>
<p>8. Though all of the above, I am still happy in life.  So don&#8217;t get me wrong.  Very happy, just extremely tired lately&#8230; hoping I am not getting sick, really&#8230;</p>
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		<title>there went my afternoon too</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2005/05/29/991/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 May 2005 01:55:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today has sucked royally. Some of it was okay, but most just sucked. I count the minutes until I can go to bed. This morning on my way out, I ran a red flashing light&#8230; and that has been the story of my day. I tried three times this afternoon to take a nap today [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today has sucked royally.  Some of it was okay, but most just sucked.  I count the minutes until I can go to bed.</p>
<p>This morning on my way out, I ran a red flashing light&#8230; and that has been the story of my day.</p>
<p>I tried three times this afternoon to take a nap today but Elijah refuses to cooperate.  So, since I had nothing else to do, I was able to finish my layout for my new photoblog.  <a href="http://resonate.ws">Check it out</a>?  Opinions, suggestions?</p>
<p>But all of the badness, I believe has come from me and Elijah being sick.  This sucks.  I don&#8217;t understand why we have to get sick so much, we&#8217;re not dirty people.  :P  And poor little E, his medication is giving him diarrehea, so for him it&#8217;s a no win situation.  No win for me, either.  I have to change the diapers.  And me, I just feel like BLAH.  I&#8217;m surprised I was able to concentrate enough on that layout to actually get it done and to something I don&#8217;t hate.  I am so doped up on sinus/cold medications it&#8217;s not even funny.  I think I&#8217;m not supposed to take any for another 12 hours or so, apparently I can&#8217;t pace myself.  So if I don&#8217;t post&#8230; like, ever again&#8230; it&#8217;s because I ODed on Dayquil-wannabe&#8230;</p>
<p>But now my poor baby is in his room coughing as he tries to sleep and there&#8217;s absolutely nothing I can do about it&#8230;  :(</p>
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		<title>there goes my morning</title>
		<link>http://spoken-for.org/archives/2005/05/29/990/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 11:35:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Val</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ack. Steve is supposed to be at my parents&#8217; in 15 minutes (at 6.45am) but he only left about 7 to 10 minutes ago and it takes about 45 minutes to get there. He got up when he was supposed to be leaving and then proceeded to turn on a lot of lights and make [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ack.  Steve is supposed to be at my parents&#8217; in 15 minutes (at 6.45am) but he only left about 7 to 10 minutes ago and it takes about 45 minutes to get there.  He got up when he was supposed to be leaving and then proceeded to turn on a lot of lights and make a lot of noise getting ready.  Getting stuff ready that he should have gotten ready last night.  He is going fishing/shooting with my dad and some other guys.</p>
<p>So Elijah &#8211; who did sleep all night in his NEW bed (YAY!) &#8211; woke up and Steve promptly got him a bottle, but he hasn&#8217;t been sleeping well since then.</p>
<p>I really tried to go back to sleep but ended up getting back up to help Steve get stuff in his truck.  So now I am wide awake.</p>
<p>But I feel lik crap.  My sinuses are draining so my head and nose are stuffy and my throat and stomach hurt.  Ooooohhhhh I hope I&#8217;m not getting strep.  See, now I&#8217;m terrified of it.  Why do I always have to get sick on the weekends when I have stuff to do!?  Bleh.  I need some good drugs.  What do you guys recommend?</p>
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