Okay, so I know I should be in bed but there's a cake in the oven...hurry up cake!
The passed few days you'd think we live in Florida because it has been raining and raining and raining. I could break into rain-songs like "Raindrops keep falling on my head"....or "Rain rain go away, come again another day" but I'll spare you. And I just saw the forecast and it's gonna keep on raining for another 4 days! Good grief, we got a letter from our homeowner's association about our tall grass but um, hello nice homeowner's association people? When, just when do you think we could mow? So did they waste like 100 pieces of paper and 100 envelopes mailing those letters to the whole neighborhood cuz like...all the yards need to be mowed. And with lots of rain comes lots of critters. The other night at like 4 am I heard the strangest noise. I thought it was coming from the monitor in the girls' room but when I went in their room, no noise. So I went back to bed and couldn't sleep with the crazy noise. I couldn't tell if the neighbor's dog was out again or if a goose took shelter under my window. I couldn't stand it any longer and I started going from window to window to see if I could see this thing. At 4 am. And I wasn't going to go outside not because of the pouring rain, but Stephen was at work and creepy thoughts started going through my head like maybe it's a burglar making a sound so I'll come outside and he can get me. Crazy huh? I wondered if it was an animal in distress and if I needed to call someone out. In the pouring rain. Yeah, right. I turned the monitor up and put a pillow over my head and finally drifted off to sleep. It was 5.
So yesterday morning Abby woke Lauren up (they share a room now) and Lauren snuggled up in bed with me while I fed Abby. Out of nowhere Lauren said, "Jesus....Thank you for the rain but the plants and flowers have had enough now."
Later yesterday we had gone to pick up the truck at Firestone. They were supposed to have completed the work because we had left the truck there overnight. When Stephen went in, they said they didn't even know the truck was there, they thought we had left the van. Okay....so the key that was attached to the work order said "FORD" and why didn't they call us when they started to do the work order and a van wasn't even in the parking lot? Okay, so they said they'd work on the truck immediately and we wouldn't pay a dime. Anyway...Stephen was following us home and Lauren was asking questions about the streets we take to go home. I asked her if she was trying to learn how to get home and she said, "Yes, where will you and Daddy sit when I drive the van? Oh, I know, you can drive the truck."
I am baking 3 separate cakes for Lauren's party so earlier today while everyone napped, I was baking and the house just smelled so delicious. Yes, a house can be delicious, have you heard of Hansel and Gretle? When the kids woke up, we went to pick Stephen up at the tire shop (not Firestone, we won't put their tires on our cars and it was too late yesterday to get a new tire) and as we were driving, Lauren said, "Mommy, that cake smelled AWFULLY yummy!" Yep, she's gonna be a descriptive writer.
My cake is finished and I get to go to bed. Just in time for Stephen to wake up and go to work. Goodnight!
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