I bought the boys new shoes for school a couple of weeks ago.  And when we got home I realized Tom's were a half size smaller than his current shoes.

So I took them back.  And stood waiting while the cashier took quite some time trying to figure out how to return and resell a pair that had participated in the buy one get one half promotion.

Then I noticed Costco had the exact same brand for $10 less.

Then school started and Tom wore the shoes once.  Then Bailey chewed the tongue out of one shoe.

I checked Sam's Club.  No Skechers.  So I went to Costco and realized they are closed on Labor Day.  Then I went today and of course, they have many pairs of girls Skechers but no boys.

So I went back to Famous Footwear and they are now out of his size.

So I paid $50 for a pair on the clearance rack.  And turned down the buy one get one half promotion because I'm tired of shoes.  Please leave these alone, Bailey I can't take anymore shoe shopping.



In participating in a challenge at work and got a Fitbit to track my steps, calories, and sleep.  It's really cool.  

I always knew I was a good sleeper and the wristband tracks my movements. 
Last night was the best:
It looks like I slipped into a coma.  



I just spent an hour modifying a document I use daily at work.  The computers at work are incredibly slow and you have to log in as a unique user each time and I can't seem to figure out how to save a document to my desktop so each time I need an admission packet I have to open my email, download two separate documents and replace "Mickey Mouse" with the patient's name and then print.  And as archaic as that is I used to have to photocopy a blank and write in the name at least 30 times.

So I combined the documents and reordered the pages at home and emailed it to my work address.  I can now download just one document and the best part is that the pages are in a good order.  Of the 50 pages I print:
10 are consents which were in a bad order with two pages buried in the middle
10 go to the CNA-I used to have to search for two additional pages to add in
10 get filed on the chart
and 20 I do with the last 10 being 'less important' so if I didn't get those done they can be done the next day and they were all out of order.

Now it's in oder and for the next 20 or so patients I will smile at my up front investment.  Even though I really struggled with mixing portrait and landscape pages in the same file. 


8 Year Stats

David: 50.5" 51 lb

your child is 51 pounds, and that is 
at the 23rd percentile for weight.

your child is 50.5 inches, and that is 
at the 51st percentile for height.

Alex at 8: 57.5" 76 lbs
Alex at 6: 51.25" 58.5 lb
Alex at 5: 48.25" 52 lb


Sponsored Kids

We first sponsored Djidiack when I was at a Women of Faith conference three years ago. They had pictures on a table and I picked his up and then of course couldn't put him down. 
He has grown over the years.  

And this young lady lives in Haiti where $75 a year pays for her schooling. It's nice to see a little girl on our fridge. 


Hair Cuts

I was entrusted to the boys' haircut code for the first time ever.

And probably lost all rights to the haircut responsibility by taking them here:


Paw Sox

We got Allan tickets to a Pawtucket Red Sox game today for Father's Day. And he deflected a foul ball onto David's seat. Awesome!!!


13 Year Stats

5'7 1/4"
130 lb

I remember being 5'7 and hitting 100 lb in 7th grade, he is starting 8th 



Tom started sitting a couple of days before early intervention was scheduled to visit.  I had to use a bottle of nail polish to distract him.  I still have that polish and it's currently on my toes!


Elephant Ride 8/2008


Throwback Thursday:
Goblet of Fire-done!


Saying No

I was telling Allan about my trip to a really cool yarn store with my mom.  She saw a shawl she liked made with expensive yarn using a technique I've not done and four different colors of yarn that you alternate.  I would like to make it for her but it's just not going to happen.  Allan said, "you're really good at saying no."  Uh, thanks? 

My neighbor asked me to watch her kids in the morning for less than an hour before school and put them on the bus. She said she'd pay me. I said no and only felt one slight twinge of guilt.  It would have been perfect before I went back to work but when the boys go back to school I will have an hour in the morning and 45 minutes after school with them and I don't need interlopers.