friends
friends...
Am I nostalgic today? Thoughtful? Full of feeling? Certainly I am. I am and I am. It's "Spring Break" and raining. Mr. Kaos is away on a 12 hour business trip. Stupid. K is home with me and has already asked if she can have an
mommified
mommified
the departed has left the building...
Maybe it's just me. Maybe I hold Martin Scorsese to a higher standard than I do other film makers but the fact is I just watched the Departed and I say BOO.He won an academy award for that? Really he did? Why? Are we unfamiliar with other
crazy
fun with math...
K is five now so her concerns have become more adult, more real, more life experience related. With kindergarten coming at her in a scant 6 months she's turned her mind to math and educational devices. What kind of educational devices you may wonder? Workbooks? Calculators? Flash cards?
books
movie mama is miffed...
I don't often talk about my love of movies here. But I love movies. I really do, but I just had a big ol smack in my movie lover face. It started last night when I stopped chatting with 2 of my favorite pals to pop in a
birthday
5 years...
5 years ago you came into my life and since the very moment I saw your tiny wriggling fingers and toes I knew what I was meant to be. Your mama.5 years ago today I held 5 pounds of tiny unyielding miracle in my arms and since that moment
babble
rings...
Last night as Mr and I sat smooching and holding hands we smiled looking at our weddings bands... yes we are that crazy... We marveled at how pretty any shiny they are, well okay I did, he probably thought something very manly. As we sat there pressing our rings together,
mommified
sleepless in portland?
Doesn't have the same ring does it? No, it does not.I will keep this brief. I fell asleep late (I tried to sleep i did). Then I woke up about every 30 minutes. Sigh.I am tired.I am, I'm tired, but I am sleepless
babble
sleepy sleepless sleepit...
It is ten til nine... I write the words because I feel too dirty and can not face them as numerals... suddenly I am not tired... WHY? My best guess, K just fell asleep and I am free to sleep but suddenly with her snoozing away (and no coughing people,
daylight savings
this sleep thing will be the end of me...
So dramatic, I know. Cami, shut up already about daylight savings time, I know. It is drawing all the energy out of me. I haven't been able to GET to sleep at a normal time, but I still have to wake up just as early. Then there is
friends
a blog for my mother...
The day will come, and I can see it off in the not so distant future, that I will no longer be K's best friend ever in the whole wide. She won't come to me with every little thing. She won't crawl into my
family
mama me...
Today I am mama Kaos with the sick baby. Yes she is very nearly 5 years old but if you have a kid (or a spouse) I am sure you know that when they are sick they are your baby (or a baby) all over again. As I am writing
babble
in case you haven't heard...
I am certifiably no fun. Not fun at all. I do nothing exciting or entertaining. Never have. Ever. I am very very boring... What? K didn't tell you? Well now you know. I suck.Don't get me wrong, my sources (okay source, K) tells me I