Comp problems

I've been away since Friday? I think? Anyway our Internet wasn't working. Comcast came out on Sunday morning at 8 and then a hour later told us it was our router. So 23$ for the guy to tell us that and then 40$ to Linksys to update some settings and we have Internet!

I'm trying to prepare for the up coming trips. Above is the picture of Nono with Steve's Dad and Stepmother. I blame them for his Thomas obsession and the following event. Never go to Barnes and Noble with a child that loves Thomas the Train more than candy. I literally had to grab about 10 items as fast as I could and then chase Nono back to the Thomas train display where I then had to pick what one was best. And when we left it was ok until I started trying to put them back. Then BAM! he was on the floor crying and kicking. That was my first moment of 'oh my God' I'm one of those moms who can't control their children. But really I know it's just the terrible two's and the Grandparents fault ha! I'm investing in an umbrella stroller for those types of stores.

Oh and on a happy note. I emailed the family that adopted Schrute aka Max and she sent me this back..

"He's doing just wonderful! Freckles's(Their other dog) surprise has quickly turned into excitement for a playmate and snuggle buddy. Max hasn't had only had a few accidents in the house and they are getting fewer and fewer. I'm sure he just had to adjust to his new surroundings. The kids play and love on him all the time. He seems quite happy to be here and we just love him. Thanks again for everything! You took such good care of him until we came along!"
Teri

I feel like I'm taking crazy pills.....

I've just had the worst couple days ever. Between Steve thinking he's having a heart attack, taking care of 3 dogs and my list of 'to do' getting longer and longer. I want to scream. I was told to go to the Dr. but I'm sure they will try to put me on some anti depressant that will make me fatter. I'm not depressed! I'm just stressed! I think Valium should come in those little 1$ gas station medicine packs. I don't need a lot just one. I just need one day where everything goes right.

On a funny note NEVER try to make a gingerbread house with a 2year old who is addicted to candy and dogs who eat anything off the floor. I think the house is missing a quarter of the candy. This was my first Gingerbread house ever! Steve picked one up for me. I don't know why we never made one when I was growing up? Maybe because my mom didn't want us eating all the candy? And as I typed that sentence I heard something drop off the table and sure enough it was Noah who pulled a gum ball off the roof...