Wow, how many things can go wrong in 10 minutes?

Today was errand day. Three kids and my very pregnant self spent a lot of time grocery shopping today. A very nice lady at our grocery store gave us balloons and the kiddles were so excited about them! So, I'm running around trying to get the children inside safely with their balloons and also bringing in groceries at the same time. Griffin is running back and forth between the top of the stairs (you have to go down 4 steps to our apartment) and the open car door. Maxton wants his new hooded towel. There are kids and balloons everywhere--I'd slip-knotted the balloons on wrists so they could get inside with them. Well, I was bringing in my new platter of shrimp from Costco, Griffin gets in my way and WHAAA--shrimp all over the sidewalk. $10 worth of shrimp. That I've been craving for weeks.

Well, I'm like, it'll wash, so I scoop it all up. I go to carry it into the house. Xander and Maxton are inside at this point. Griffin has crawled back into the car. Anyway, Xander comes back out, no idea WHY, and we collide, as we both try to get in the door at the same time; I bounce him with my large belly, he lets go of his balloon which I'd removed from his wrist. It bounces on the porch ceiling, I think about dropping the shrimp to grab it, but since I just dropped it and the thought of that lovely shrimp all over the ground again is too much, no free hands, I just hope it will stop bouncing, nope, bounce bounce bounce bounce; it goes into the wild blue yonder. Xander's crying, I'm crying, it was the cutest blue balloon with a bear's face and flower printed on it. I was so sad for him, but gosh, if he'd just stayed inside like I told him to. . .

Somehow I managed to get all the groceries and children inside at the same time. On the up side, I finished watching Veronica Mars season 1 while Griff took a 3-hour nap. Ahhhhh.

PS I promise I will update you all soon on the cuteness of Max and Griffin.

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Insects!

So, today as I'm watching Veronica Mars season 1 on DVD, I look down and see an ant crawling on my arm with a tiny little crumb. I couldn't bring myself to kill it, so I brushed it off my arm onto the couch next to me and then off the couch. It was just so small and holding onto it's crumb. . .But then it didn't leave. I actually had to call in David from the other room to get rid of it for me. Oh my gosh, when did I turn into such a softie? I've always had the rule that if insects invade my house they are fair game, but I leave the ones outside alone.

I guess I'm over the childhood trauma of fire ants.

Oh yeah, that reminds me of another story. Xander really loves insects. They are his friends. Anyway, he came into the living room the other night saying that they found a "caterpillar" in the bathroom and he had it on his arm. Nope, wasn't a caterpillar, it was a centipede! I was silently freaking out while DH took Xander outside to set it free. Uck! I hate insects, especially nasty looking ones like that. (No wonder first paragraph is so strange to me).

PS I swear I'm going to update on the other two children soon. It's been crazy with deadlines the past few weeks.

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