This little beauty, it's coming to live with me. I won't say how much it cost (*&^&*()*&^%500^&*(*&&^^&&^%) but I don't really care how much it cost because it's MINE, ALL MINE! Muahahahahahahahaha! I'm so stinking excited I don't know what to do with myself. Is it here yet? No? Bummer. I can wait.
Is it here yet? No? Shoot!
Well, to keep my mind off of the very slowly coming from Cali stroller (I ordered from a mom and pop stroller place which I feel really good about) we are going to go to Target. Whee-whit-whoo! In an effort to keep from "going on a crazy spending spree" I have to make a list. Trouble is, dh doesn't know how such things work with women. To make a list I am going inch by inch, section by section through Target in my head jotting down most everything I could possibly want. Hee-hee. I probably should be a bit mor particular or Dh will catch on huh? I need to come up with a birthday gift for Finn, whose birthday is less than a month away now. I'm thinking gameboy of some sort since he seems to really like that sort of thing at friends' homes. We're in the market for a Wii still. Perhaps this could become a birthday gift. Ooohh! OR, we could get the Wii just to get it and get a GAME for his birthday. Hmmmm (strokes chin thinkingly). At any rate, my morning is filled with list making and keeping the kids quiet so Zella can rest as long as she needs to. No easy task.
OH, I didn't even blog it yet. Zella is on neb treatments with that nasty chest cold/flu/whatever it is. We're attempting to keep her un-hospitalized, no easy task with my chesty asthmatic child. Poor baby. As of yet she hasn't had a fever or anything, but this can turn at any moment now that it's moved into her chest. Pah.
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