Hat's off to all single mom's out there. I don't think I cut the mustard. Chris has been either out of town or getting ready to go out of town all week. I also tried to fit in chaperoning the 2nd grade field trip to the zoo, and working a little over-time this week. Sadly, NiNi spent 11 hours in daycare yesterday and I'm feeling VERY guilty about that. Also feeling a little guilty about the several changes of dirty clothes on my bathroom floor and the fact that I can't cram anything else into my refrigerator because it hasn't been cleaned out in so long. NiNi has been her usual strong-willed self. I'm beginning to think that the 3's are much more "terrible" than the 2's. I seem to have no patience these days for fit-throwing of any kind, especially when it relates to what color of cereal bowl one gets. Here are a couple of theories: could PMS actually begin much earlier than adolescence...perhaps even in the toddler years? Okay, maybe not, but I just might google "uncontrollable whining" as a symptom of the swine flu. Oh, and apparently, the entire sidebar of my blog has just disappeared and I have no idea how to get it back.
In other news, Chris shaved off his beard. I guess his boss wants him to sharpen up his image a little since he has taken on a new position. All of the women in his life are very unhappy about daddy being clean shaven. Meagan started to cry and asked how long until he would grow it back.
Meagan and Chris before the Father/Daughter dance
Meagan is looking so, so grown up to me
When NiNi saw Chris all dressed up for the dance she said, "Oh daddy, you look like Barak Obama!"
The other day, NiNi peed a big puddle on the floor. Meagan said, "Hey, having NiNi is just like having a dog!"
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