Want to participate in Random Tuesday Thoughts? Be sure to link back to Keely.

  • My Sweetie and I went to bed last night worried about Motormouth and his thoughts about dying. I wish my kids could live forever. I hate telling them the truth about death. I wanted to lie to him and say that he would never die, but he’s 11 now and I think he knows that nothing lives forever.
  • I read somewhere on the internet that my breast milk could cure pink eye. I wonder if I could bottle it up and sell it cheaper than the medicated eye drops and build the add on to my house that I’ve been dreaming about.
  • Do all older siblings try out the baby equipment? Princess, at age 9, has tried out the baby’s stroller, Close & Secure Sleeper, car seat, play mat gym (or whatever the things called), and the walker. I’m pretty sure she’s been in the swing, but would never admit to it.
  • What’s the longest time a balloon has stayed floating with helium? Baby Molly’s balloon she got at the hospital 7 weeks ago is still like new.
  • I took my children to get their pictures made (not sure if it was last week or the week before last), and I can’t believe the props. I refused to lay my daughter on the block to help make her rise up on her belly. What’s up with that? The photographer says the prop is soft. In my opinion, a baby weighing 12 pounds would not think it’s as soft as a 120 pound girl (she couldn’t have weighed more than that). She could mash it between her hands, but my baby didn’t mash it in at all when she was laid on it. I immediately picked her up and said that I was happy enough with her sitting up in a baby seat.
  • Just when I think I have all the laundry washed, dried, and put away, my two older children start dragging in arm loads of dirty clothes from god only knows where. Why do they burst my happiness like that?
  • The night before I was awaken by a knocking sound several times. I would get up and walk through the house to see who was at the door, but would find no one. I could only hear the knocking in my bedroom and that’s when I realized that our privacy fence had come loose and was banging against my bedroom wall. So annoying.
  • Last night in order to eat something healthy I reverted back to my childhood and held my nose while chewing my food. I hate brussel sprouts, but the nutritional value is worth suffering through the near choking experience.  I want to set a good example for my kids that even though the food tastes like sh*t, you should do the right thing by your body. This has been really hard for me to do lately, because since having the baby my taste buds have went on the brink.  All meat stinks and tastes gross. Most green foods taste bad to me also. The only thing that taste good is cereal (which I am avoiding milk – the baby was having a hard time with this in my breast milk) and bananas. So since cereal isn’t as good without milk, I’ve been eating my fair share of bananas. Sweets tastes good too, but makes my belly hurt. I think it’s from going without it during my pregnancy.
  • I’m thinking about a basketball career. I rarely miss the garbage can across the room when I’m changing the baby’s diapers. I could challenge others and win, I think.