Part of the battle is won

So my dear friend Renee, I was beginning to think I should take one of your sons to switch out my light bulb. Until, well, I WON I WON I WON!!! WHOOHOOO...Yup, Jim changed the light bulb. He finally reached up with those overly long arms of his, gave me a "look" and completed the task. Therefore, the light bulb in the hallway is working. Well, I should say the light bulb in the upstairs hallway is working. The light bulb in the downstairs hallway is now burned out. Oh and in the boys bedroom. Hmmmmm maybe I will need to give you a call.

First Day of First Grade

4 pkgs #2 pencils sharpened

1 box 24 crayola crayons

1 zipper pencil pouch or pencil box

2 pink pearl erasers

1 pr small fiskar round tip scissors

2-2 pocket vinyl folders

1 spiral notebook (wide ruled)

6 glue sticks

2 large boxes of Kleenex

1 box snack (monthly)

6 reams white photocopy paper per student

2 bottles of Elmer's school Glue

1 large roll paper towels

1 box Clorox wipes

A-L 1 box Gallon size zip lock baggies

M-Z 1 box sandwich size zip lock baggies

1 ruler with inches and centimeters

1 box of antibacterial wipes

$9 for weekly reader subscription and technology fee

$10 per child or $20 per family security fee

NO MARKERS OR COLORED PENCILS NEEDED

*1 box 24 crayola crayons (for art class)

NO ROLLING BACKPACKS, PLEASE

And most importantly.....a beautiful sweet little girl to go with all of that!

Damper Day

Emma starts school next Wednesday. Dylan is working on 2 more teeth. I haven't posted his latest and greatest pictures. I haven't posted Emma's birthday pics either. But really the damper is this...have you noticed its getting darker earlier?

Catch Phrase

So I am sure you've all heard it. But now I'm using it. The other night while watching the TV I saw an add for an upcoming new show. I wasn't completely paying attention until I heard the girl say "I'm a trophy wife". I had to laugh and now I'm claiming it. So if I meet someone new and they ask. Or if I feel witty enough to actually place it in writing if the need ever arises. I am saying/writing "I'm a trophy wife". Yeah I have some dents and scratches. Often times food particles from a young child wiped on me. My shiny gleam reflecting more fingerprints then the on lookers image. I may be less of a trophy and more of an old tin can. Perhaps I prefer to be the tin can. I can imagine it has more uses then the trophy. I would prefer to give a drink to the thirsty. A home to a plant. Anything rather then just sit there and look pretty. Who am I kidding? Who wants to actually SAY I am a tin can. Nah, I'll stick with the trophy wife phrase.

And tonights kicker is...

So Jim and I have had the fun poking at each other argument over the light in the hallway. What I am saying is, the light bulb in the hallway needs to be changed. Its been burnt out now for well over a month. I'll do something like go to turn on the light switch out of habit and of course nothing. So then I'll be obnoxious flicker the switch super fast and make a face at my husband and groan. To which he will reply. "well, get your stool and change it" (because I am so short and he apparently specially handpicked and purchased a nice stool which sits unused in my laundry room, that's a whole other issue). My argument on the other hand is mostly that he can just reach up and do it. That and the fear of a dead bug falling out on me from pulling off the cover is more than I want to deal with.

Anyway tonight Emma is heading down the small hallway to the bathroom turns around finds her dad and says something like "dad you need to change the light because it kinda makes me scared when its so dark"

And Jim's witty reply was "Emma I'm trying to teach you courage".
Really Jim... is that really whats going on here? hmmm...