Well, this is my first post, so I'll give you a run down of the last week and maybe you'll figure out how a day in the life usually goes.
I was walking in the front door on Thursday and looked to my left as I was passing through the doorway. There it was, the face of Abe Lincoln, glued to the door frame, which led me to my new saying, "You know you live with Annie when...". So, you know you live with Annie when you find a penny glued to your door frame. "How did that get there," I say. "I do dat, Mommy," Annie answers.
Soon after, we were speeding down the front sidewalk on the toddler riding toy (which neither child really fits on anymore), which is part of our outside routine. I was watching and thinking, it's amazing that neither one has ever fallen off and hurt something really badly! Never think things like that, because then they happen. Sure enough, Beebs fell of and skinned her knee REALLY BADLY! Then she fell at Aunt Dena's pool the next day and skinned the same spot and I think at some point throughout the weekend, she did it again. She thinks Neosporin hurts and would not let me get close to her with it. So, I did what any good mother would do, I waited until she fell asleep and put the Neosporin and a band aid on it. Those were Beebs' 4th of July injuries. I got stung by a bee on the middle finger (I would show you if I could) on the 3rd. That's about the extent of my 4th injuries, besides the trauma my body suffered after participating in the Slip 'n Slide with my kids. Trust me, you really shouldn't do anything like that after a certain age! I realized that day that I am actually getting old. Annie, surprisingly, suffered minor injuries over our short holiday break. Very unusual for the messes she gets into. She did sleep all night in the tent in the back yard with Daddy on the 4th and was very excited about camping (she didn't get that from me, but I'm working on it).
Speaking of Daddy, his forehead is finally clearing up after his acrobats in the neighborhood pool - the very shallow end that is. He decided to show Beebs a back flipped and skinned his forehead. The scab has brought great laughter to my life for the past week! Beebs kept saying, "I told him he should go to the deep end, Mommy, but he didn't listen!"
So, I guess you get that we are all kind of clumsy and accident proned. Everett usually isn't, but he's had his share lately. Annie is usually the worst of us all, what with getting her finger stuck in the syrup bottle and her head stuck in her potty seat (very funny)! She brings great laughter into our lives too.
Beebs has taken to giving strikes to grown ups lately. You know, three strikes your out. That's how we go about punishment. She gave two to Nahnie (Dana) last night and hasn't even told her about it. The thing is though, and I told her, "You can't give Nahnie strikes for saying two bad words when you were eavesdropping on our phone conversation." This morning she was rambling about something Grandmama and I were talking about on the phone 2 weeks ago. Apparently, Elizabeth Rae is quite the Nosy Nelly!
I could go on and on, but I will leave you with this for now, yes, our blog name is from Queen's "We are the Champions" and we do sing it we are the Chapman's because that is what Everett did as a kid!