Thursday, October 16, 2008

RUDE

here is something i forgot to add about this glorious day of preschool- being a mom dont you think that when you see a mom with a carseat and a baby you should hold the door? I DO....as im leaving preschool this morning my hand is on the door and a little girl cuts me off, her mother says sorry and then she not only cuts me off but continues on with out holding the dang door.....her and her girlfriend were just chatting away as im left in thier dust of rudeness- way to teach your child some manners OH WAIT you dont have any so why should they!
luckily one of the teachers ran to the door and helped me out.....RUDE
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Beth said...

1. I LOVE the pictures.
2. I HATE rude people.
3. The post about Wenatchee isn't really a post and is always at the top of your page. Just FYI!I can help you fix it if you want!

October 16, 2008 at 5:32 PM

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When it rains.....it pores:)

So here I am visiting the great town of wenatchee- great friends good family and two children! A two year old and a 6 week old. Never have I traveled this far ( 2 1/2 hours) by myself with them and the trip there- fantastic!! Well on the way home I was stopped by a road crew blowing up rocks- 20 minute delay- okay, so we wait the twenty minutes. We pass the flagger and of course it has been 2 hours since I fed the newborn so its time to eat she screams- we make it to the rest stop and POW its closed, so we pull over! Then in the middle of feeding my two year old yells POTTY MOMMY, POTTY MOMMY- great- I say. So I give her the option to go outside- NO WAY so I say " lets put on your sisters diaper and just this one time you can go in a diaper" NO WAY aaaaaaaaaaaa- what do I do...well, there is a fruit stand up the road! So we hop in the car, get to the fruit stand and I plead my case- YES they say, you can use the toilet!!!
okay, I think we are good to go...but of course we get behind three truckers!!!
So long story short our 2 1/2 hour trip ends up taking us almost four and we make it home to a loving husband and father and a batch of peanut butter cookies from the neighbor!
I guess there is always a rainbow at the end of a rainstorm- HUH?