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News in the witchy household: Little Patrick, aka Bubba is two years old today! Willow smiled at me twice yesterday! Big open-mouthed happy smiles. She has cute little dimples. She managed to roll over (twice) on Monday(June 26th) and almost smothered herself. I left her in the middle of my bed, on her back without any blankets or pillows, while I put Bubba to bed and sang him some songs. When I came back I was greeted by muffled and frantic screaming. She was on her tummy. She did it again an hour later. She wasn't even three weeks old! So far today I've eaten a lot of crap. A bowl of ice cream, a hostess cupcake, an oatmeal cream pie and ice cream cake. I feel like a fucking pig. We bought a little pool for the kiddies. I'm a bad mom. I missed spots when I put sunblock on Hannah because I spent the whole time while lotioning her up talking to Bubba, trying to get him to let me get HIM... "Look Bubba, Sissy LIKES lotion... Look Bubba it feels nice and then you can play outside" You get the idea... So my poor girl has second degree burns on patches of her arms and shoulders because Momma wasn't paying proper attention... She is in a lot of pain. I feel so bad for her. Right now she is slathered in aloe from my trusty aloe plant. Poor thing.
Things you can only learn from movies and television... If I see one more little winky... |
right now
Feeling:
Currently Reading: Some stupid romance novel... I skip all the romance bits, cause I am sooo not in the mood for that crap Listening To: black To Do List: dishes, then bed... Maybe another round of fattening snacks book of shadows
touch me
thanks
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