Not Going to Bother

Anyone that knows me, knows that blogging is not my thing.  But here I am, 4 months after my last post.

This Super Mom just can't keep up.

Twins are getting big.  Why do we say that?  Are they going to be smaller today then they were a year ago??  So let's rephrase--Twins are growing well and on target.

Josie is still a spoiled brat.  Doubt that will ever change.  She's going to give some man hell when she's older  and married.  We've had some improvements with her eating habits.  She'll now wrinkle her nose at honey peanut butter, but quickly lick the spoon clean when you're not looking.  Just last night she discovered her love for chewing up Tinkerbelle.  Gummi vitamins people.

Have you seen Tinkerbelle??  Too much glitter for my taste.  Here let me serve it up---Who ordered the fairy plate?  It's composed of wild tree leaves topped with glitter.

No thanks.

Speaking of miniature appetizers.  I've changed birth controls.  Why is it called that?  You're not preventing birth.  Nothing in there to birth.  Just call it Hormonal Balance Enhancer.  No no no.  Pregnancy Control.  Hmm...pregnancy preventer?  Ok ok.  I started taking Seasonique.  I'm doing ok with it so far.

Stupid bitch Aunt Flo is keeping her distance.  Tired of cleaning up her damn messes.  She's certainly helping to keep the tampon companies in business that's for certain.

Ok not getting anything done.  My prescribed mood enhancer is kicking in.  And I feel like eating some fruit loops.

Until next time--
Super Mom