Sunday, February 06, 2005

super duper bowl sunday

SpongeBob is on. The girlies are all goofing off and we're waiting for Archie to get up so I can shower. Ooo, can the excitement be contained?

After lunch, I'm taking the kids out to Target and then to the park, if it doesn't rain. We need to get some clothes -- not just because of growth, but because we're all going to Phoenix in a few weeks and it will be much warmer there. It's Archie's dad and stepmom's 25th wedding anniversary. We're using it as an excuse to see old friends we don't get to see but every few years. Luckily, the plane ride is only about 2 hours, but it will be interesting to see how ChaCha handles it. I'm sure Bebe and Lulu will be swell -- as long as no major turbulence is involved. Needless to say, we have been going over the use and location of airsick bags. (Our last plane ride was a joyous festival of puking and then clothes changing and tears. I think this one will be less eventful.)

Also, my children have turned into destructo-fiends. I'm not sure why. There's a closet door that needs to be replaced. Gah. Sometimes I feel as if I'm just in a holding pattern until the need for breaking and trashing things stops so I can have my house back. A house free of bright plastic toys, sippy cups, and crappy furniture.

Of course, I'm well aware that we'll just be moving on to clothes everywhere, books on every surface, iPods hiding, and endlessly ringing cellphones.

But maybe the furniture will be a little nicer.