I've got my ring Back!!

I thought I would let everyone know that I have my ring back. I won't go into details because it's gross, but no it didn't happen when Justin was home. It happen while I was at my friend Lore's house for lunch. Perfect timing right. Next time she eats something it's gone because I am not doing that again. But the important part is, all is well, Bailee is healthy (a little too healthy now). But it will be a very long time before I am able to wear my ring again.

By the way, Is it a bad sign when your not even two year old daughter calls you by your first name?

Diamond in the Ruff......I mean colon.

Once upon a time there was a very curious little girl, who made her parents very tired. One day the very tired mother couldn't find her wedding ring, and asked the little girl if she knew where it was, to which she replied..."I ate a wing wing", which translates into, I ATE THE WEDDING RING!! Well the mother turned to the father whose eyes were very, very wide with fright and asked,

"Could this be true."

He replied "Yes", then he told the mother that the day before the little girl was choking on something, but then swallowed it and said "Wing wing." He gave her a drink of water and sent her on her way.

The even more tired mother called the doctor and the doctor said,

"......I'll.... call..... you back...."

Well the little girl and her father were able to take a fun trip to the doctors office and take a picture of her digestive system, and what a surprise there was the moms wedding ring. The very nice and shocked doctor sent them home with a wedding ring retrieval system ...........and the story doesn't exactly have a happy ending, and this isn't a story....THIS IS MY LIFE!!!! and this actually happened.

I'm sure you can guess who the little girl is...Who else but Bailee. She ate my ring, and now we are just waiting for it to pass. Hopefully it will pass before Justin goes back to school, otherwise it's gone. I honestly don't think I can look for it, or would want it back. If we do get it back I think I will clean it, stick it a bag and save it for a congratulations on your engagement present, when she gets older. Then I will tell her and her fiancee' the story.

On the bright side we are very lucky that she was not seriously hurt and for that I am very grateful. Lets just hope her eating strange things days are over.

Pride Comes Before the Fall

I have issues with getting things that are placed out of my reach, and I really hate having to ask for help and I especially hate having to get something to stand on in order to get what I want. Well today I was at Albertsons getting some pop for the sickos at my house, but the one I wanted happened to be on the top shelf, so I thought to myself...."Self you should go find someone to help get that down." But I thought about how embarrassing that would be, and I proceeded to get it myself. I had it in my fingertips for about a second before I lost it. It hit the floor and exploded and than shot forward like a rocket to the end of the aisle, leaving a trail of Cherry 7up behind it. It was a mess. Luckily no one was in the aisle with me otherwise they would have been soaked. So I debated should I make a run for it before anyone comes my way or should I find some help. Well my conscience got the better of me and picked up what was left of the 7up bottle and went one aisle over and found the sweetest old man stocking shelfs and told him what happened, and he cleaned it up. The whole time Joel was laughing because he thought it was pretty cool watching the pop bottle fly across the floor, and then he kept saying:

"Mom you dropped the pop and made a big mess."

I have to admit it was pretty funny, but I have to ask myself what is more embarrassing, asking someone for help getting something down, or asking someone to clean up a mess I made because I couldn't reach what I wanted, but tried anyway...hmmmm that's a toss up.

Cheap Fun!!!

Just some fun pictures I thought were cute. Kids can be very entertaining sometimes.