Letters From The Editor

Dear Jon,

Thank you so much for remembering Mother's Day! The breakfast, flowers, and time alone were wonderful. I love you!

Love, Courtney
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Dear Kids,

You are every mom's dream come true. Your smiles and laughter brighten my days. I love you more than I ever could have thought possible - and more than you will ever know.

Love, Mommy
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Dear Douchebag Next Door,

Why is it that you must rev the engine for your motorcycle at least 30 times before even getting on the thing? You start revving at 6:12 in the morning, and then you drive your bike across my front yard. While you are revving, you and your pregnant wife sit outside and chain smoke, thus filling my house with the lovely scent of cigarettes. Thank you for showing me the true meaning of "white trash."

Annoyed, Your Neighbor
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Dear Pretentious Bitch,

I am so sick of your condescending attitude. You are no better than the rest of us SAHMs, but yet you think that because you live above your means you have a right to talk trash about people who don't share the same "values" as yourself. I have endured your comments for two years too many. Yes, I "only" live in a townhouse. No, I don't have a $5000 television the size of my couch. Yes, my kids are just a little bit bad at times. No, I don't bake everyday. But I wouldn't trade one moment of my seemingly pitiful life for a second of yours. If you see me at a MC event, please feel free to never speak to me again - I'm not entirely sure I will be able to be civil.

Sincerely, The President
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Dear Friends -

Thank you for allowing me to vent. I appreciate you more every day, and I'm not sure where I would be without you.

Gratefully Yours, Court

My Trio

Today has been a pretty great day. I know it's only 2:17, but it's still been great! Part of the reason it's been such a good day is that it's a preschool day. And those are always good. I don't know what I'm going to do come May 22nd. That's Gabey's last day. He loves preschool! He was so excited to go this morning. See??

Another reason it's been a good day is because Elliott got to have some "alone" time. She picks at her brother until both of them are screaming (and I am ready to lock them both in closets). She played nicely, sang songs, and was able to be herself without bugging anyone.

It's also been a good day because Janna doesn't have ear troubles. Her ears have hated her since January, and suddenly, they are starting to like her. She's becoming so active and much more alert. I have to wonder if she was able to hear much before her tubes were placed. She's also decided that climbing to the back to couch is one of the best things in the world. And her giggles and squeals are so sweet.

One final reason for the greatness of this day is that all three of my hosers are sound asleep. I have the living room to myself!! And now that I have shared with you the joys of my day thus far, I will crochet some dishcloths while I finish watching "A Tree Grows In Brooklyn". Hope you are having a great day, too!!

Honky Shoo Shoo

My younger brother, Zak, and I used to "play" pretend sleep a lot. We would make snore noises, then scare each other "awake". Our snores would sound like those words, so we called our game Honky Shoo Shoo. This afternoon while my kids were pretending to nap, I heard The Boy and Big Girl making snore noises - and they called it the same thing Zak and I used to call it. I giggled to myself. How cute is that?

And speaking of sleep (be it pretend or not), I am exhausted. Mondays are always exhausting. And pretty much sucky. After a long, busy weekend, everyone is cranky. Especially me. And for some reason, Jon's absence is felt the most on Mondays. He works every day, but this is the hardest day of the week to get through. After Daddy-ing all weekend, the kids only want him. And while I am completely understanding of this, I could live without the whimpering and whining.

While we're still on the topic of sleep, I just have to share what a miracle tubes have been for Janna. She was waking up every few hours, and it was taking a toll on me. She would only cry for a few minutes, but she would stay awake for hours talking to herself. I am a light sleeper, so her chatting would also keep me awake. And while I was laying there listening to her sweet little voice (which was annoying, but not terribly), I would also be listening to Jon snoring. Loudly. Which was frustrating and extremely annoying. I need sleep. I wasn't getting it. And neither was Janna. Suddenly, Janna is a sleeping machine! She goes to bed, chats for a while, sleeps, and wakes up (rather early), chats for a while, and is once again the happiest girl in the world. She's also stopped peeing through herself. I'm sure that's totally unrelated, but it's nice!

Jonny P. just came home. Monday is coming to a close. Thank goodness. I need a nap.

Nappi-nappi-poo!!

After a 4 hour nap, Janna is all kinds of happy!! She hasn't screamed or grimmaced once! Nappipoos are the best medicine ever - especially when accompanied by a nice, big dose of Baby Motrin! She woke up, played with toys, ate a huge snack, and then crawled all over the living room. She really is a different baby. She's a little sensitive to loud noises (which is just too stinking bad - her brother and sister don't know how to be quiet and I don't know how to not yell), but she acts like she's feeling a ton better. YAY! We'll see how she does tonight...

Tubey-Do-Be-Do

Janna's tubes were placed this morning! Boy, was she unhappy. We got to the hospital around 7, and she was taken back around 7:30 or so. About 15 minutes later she was back in our arms. And screaming. Screaming like someone had cut holes in her ears. Oh wait. Someone had cut holes in her ears. Every time she hiccups or burps, she screams. If you touch her ears at all, she screams. I know that all Moms say this, but it's heartbreaking to see my little Peanut in pain. I know the myringotomy was necessary - she has had six (6) ear infections since January. That's six too many. And she's been on so many antibiotics that she is now immune to them. I just wish that this necessity was a little less painful.