Man, what a weekend
Sara, I am so sorry about your Cards guy getting killed. Very sad. I'll leave it at that. No sense in trying to decide why it happened.
I also am so sorry you have such a nasty neighbor. But they exist in every neighborhood. Steer the kids clear and hope for the best is the only advice I can give. I can relate to being not so kid friendly (being kidless for so long) but I never was nasty about them coming around in my friggin yard. That's a bit overboard. The only time we ever had a problem with one of the neighbor kids was when the Hubby ran over one of their bikes in the drive. He wasn't used to looking and we even went and hunted down the parents offering to pay. They were very wise and told us it was their child's fault for leaving the bike in our drive and it was their fault. I only hope I am so wise when the time comes.
Jenna, she is tooooooo cute and far too old for her own good! How in the world did the girls in our group end up looking years older than the boys?
Courtney, if you have a boy or a girl you will love it unconditionally. It doesn't matter. I know how we expect one thing and we can be disappointed if it doesn't happen. When I got pregnant I hoped endlessly for a boy but hubby wanted a girl. He has since decided that a girl would have royally screwed him. lol. So either way I think you guys are safe. Crying about the gender is fine though. You have to grieve before you can love.
Nothing else new going on over in this neck of the woods. Spring storms have hit and we are expecting another tonight. ugh. I've had 3 hours sleep the past two night if I'm lucky and I really need sleep. Robby has this thing about wind and it wakes him. Not the rain or the thunder or lightning. It's the wind. Can't blame him. I was caught in this massive hale storm when I was a wee child and it sticks with me still. The boy was caught in a hurricane at age 3 months. Talk about some serious wind! What I do find hard to believe is that our kids are now of an age where they might actually remember some things. I might have to clean up the way I live soon! ACK!
I also am so sorry you have such a nasty neighbor. But they exist in every neighborhood. Steer the kids clear and hope for the best is the only advice I can give. I can relate to being not so kid friendly (being kidless for so long) but I never was nasty about them coming around in my friggin yard. That's a bit overboard. The only time we ever had a problem with one of the neighbor kids was when the Hubby ran over one of their bikes in the drive. He wasn't used to looking and we even went and hunted down the parents offering to pay. They were very wise and told us it was their child's fault for leaving the bike in our drive and it was their fault. I only hope I am so wise when the time comes.
Jenna, she is tooooooo cute and far too old for her own good! How in the world did the girls in our group end up looking years older than the boys?
Courtney, if you have a boy or a girl you will love it unconditionally. It doesn't matter. I know how we expect one thing and we can be disappointed if it doesn't happen. When I got pregnant I hoped endlessly for a boy but hubby wanted a girl. He has since decided that a girl would have royally screwed him. lol. So either way I think you guys are safe. Crying about the gender is fine though. You have to grieve before you can love.
Nothing else new going on over in this neck of the woods. Spring storms have hit and we are expecting another tonight. ugh. I've had 3 hours sleep the past two night if I'm lucky and I really need sleep. Robby has this thing about wind and it wakes him. Not the rain or the thunder or lightning. It's the wind. Can't blame him. I was caught in this massive hale storm when I was a wee child and it sticks with me still. The boy was caught in a hurricane at age 3 months. Talk about some serious wind! What I do find hard to believe is that our kids are now of an age where they might actually remember some things. I might have to clean up the way I live soon! ACK!
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