Sweet Sound in the Middle of the Night

Don't you dread the phone ringing in the middle of the night? Nothing good has ever come of these phonecalls, I know. Someone is hurt, someone is dying or someone has died.
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Not last night. I knew why my phone was ringing at 11:30 pm.
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The girls went to spend part of Spring Break at their Grandparents' home. I must have received a bazillion kisses from our youngest, Wallene**, before she left. She was convinced that it wasn't a good idea to leave me alone for a few days; that I would be too lonely and she was worried about me if I fell or wouldn't be mobile enough to take care of myself [hey, it happens. Lupus sucks at this stage]. I assured her it would be okay and to go have a great time. She deserves [as does her sister] to be spoiled and pampered by their Grandparents

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I finally scooted them out the door. And she was right. I am terribly lonely without them here, but it is okay. They are having fun. Wallene promised she would call and wish me goodnight, "not to worry Momma, I will call you."
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She was falling asleep around 11:30 pm last night when she realized that she had, indeed, forgotten to call me. She sat up and told her older sister that she was going to sneak in the kitchen and call. Her sister told her to go back to sleep and be quiet that I would understand that it was late. [Her sister was right....but....]
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Nothin' doin'. My pup got up and called me.
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I heard the phone ring and knowing it was her I jokingly answered "Hey, what took you so long?"

"Oh Momma, I am so sorry...I forgot." [she was whispering so as to not wake anyone up]

"Sweetie, that is okay - you shouldn't worry so much. I knew you were thinking of me."

"I know, I was, but are you sure Momma? Are you okay?"
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I assured her I was fine and then we sang "our" little duet. It is a Beatles' song that I used to sing to her when she was a baby and was sick. It would settle her and over the years I have sang it for her often [poorly, I might add] and she has memorized the words. It is one of her favorite songs.

Close your eyes and I'll kiss you.
Tomorrow I'll miss you.
Remember I'll always be true.
And now, while you're away I'll write home everyday and I'll send all my loving to you.
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Then she said, "Momma that was the song I was listening to that made me miss you even more and it told me I forgot to call."
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I will take this late night phonecall anytime.

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**credit to Bulletholes for renaming my daughter :D

It's All About the Lemonade....

In this economy? When life gives you lemons. . . send your daughter out with a lemonade stand. I am kidding about sending her out, but she did set up a stand on Sunday and it was pretty neat.

[side note: sorry for the generic pics, but the computer isn't allowing me to download anything and I can't figure out why]

Our youngest spent the morning baking cookies and making signs for her grand adventure in sales. She set up shop about 30 yards outside our backdoor on the edge of the playground behind our home.

As Pooldad and I watched from our back deck [beautiful weather, trees in bloom, cold beverage? sweet!] we were afraid she wasn't going to have any customers. Sure there were a lot of people playing basketball, running on the track and goofing around - but they don't usually carry cash to the playground, right? About the point that Dad was going to walk over and purchase something to make her feel better customers started to show up. So we sat back and for two hours watched as lil' Ms. Trump raked it in. She was having a blast!

The final total? $10.98! At a price of a cup of lemonade for .25 cents and 2 homemade cookies for .25 cents? I would say a win!

She is so excited because she is off to her Grandparents' home today and shopping, manicures and lunch are in the offering, with her own money to spend.

Makes for a nice memory, don't you think?

Puppy

Pathetic, but a puppy nonetheless. Hope this makes everyone happy today.

I Call BULL

Sorry. The New York Times had best be kidding for April Fool's Day on this report:

Alaskan Senator Ted Stevens released from guilty verdict due to Prosecutorial Misconduct

Y'all said don't talk politics and I took that post down, BUT I don't see this as politics in such it divides parties - this is just stupid. Is ANYONE - ANYWHERE going to be held accountable for being liars and theives?

This is ridiculous. Really.

You Want the Good News or the Bad News?

I have waited until the three month mark to let y'all know - and well ...the good news is Pooldad still has it. :D [Taking a bow on his behalf]
The bad news? He is going to be collecting Social Security for the last seven years of the baby's jr. high/high school years.

Think about that and please comment. :D

A Thing That Went Bump in The Afternoon

Or more correctly WHAM! Right into a cement wall, on her bicycle, going downhill at about 10 miles per hour [it is a steep hill].

This is our youngest. She went out yesterday to enjoy our warm weather and while riding her bike, wearing her helmet, she lost control and smacked dab into a cement wall.

She had a contusion on her forehead, a bloody nose and a split lip. Her bike is bent, but the helmet is still okay. [Apparently she was wearing it wrong and it was too far back on her head. On a side note: What is it about kids? You check them before they leave, the helmet is all good and then you find out later that she shifts it as soon as you are out of sight? Bah.]

Pooldad took one look in my eyes and realized that NO a little Motrin and an ice pack was NOT going to be okay. This was Emergency Room worthy, dammit. Off Pooldad and the youngest went. I waited at home for her sister who was out of town on a field trip.

And waited. The hospital was quick to take the youngest right in [headwound] and over the course of the next three hours did every test that would make a Mom feel much better about her lil' one's condition. [Please know this is only the second time in 5 kids and 20 years we have been to the Emergency Room - both for this kid. :)] Pooldad called with updates with each test result and although it was looking great it broke my heart because the youngest kept asking "Is Momma coming yet? Is Momma coming yet?" They made it home before I could make it there.

Long story, short - She has a concussion and a broken nose. And she is staying home with Pooldad and me today :D!

Kudos to the hospital staff who were very gentle with her and said she was a great patient and also to the doctor that reprimanded her for changing her helmet after we checked that she was wearing it correctly.

Now we are having fun making up names for her. Bump head, Wall girl, Nose ....feel free to chime in! [This is fun for the sake of relief - we were all actually pretty scared]

A special thanks to Yvo for holding my hand. You're the best!

I Like My Pencil

Again another ATC [2 1/2 in x 3 1/2 in - picture is actual size] for a swap. So that little pencil? It is 1 1/4 inch and I made the envelope and letter too. I just posted this because it makes me happy and I knew the title was fetch. This is going to a friend in England who likes to pen pal. Everyone have a great weekend. :)