Informational Session

I know a lot of you have been having issues with blogger and making comments. According to Google, you should be able to log in with your blogger account. If you sign up with Google, it will attach your blogger information on it somehow because it did for me. I am unfortunately not the right person to ask how to do this, but it must have been somewhere in the whole signing up thing because I got it right.

Anyways, I miss those of you who normally comment, please come back!!

On to more good stuff - BEDTIME for a Three Year Old:

So our evening proceeds like this - pjs, teeth/hair brushed (she has a ton of damn hair), read two books, lights out. In a perfect world, this would mean she would quietly talk to herself until falling into a blissful sleep. In our world, this means crying, screaming, more crying, out of bed, back in bed, out of bed, I need medicine, I need water, I need to go potty, crying, crying, out of bed, in bed, out, in, out, in - get the picture?

What we have been trying the past few nights is when she does get out of bed, we do not say anything, just march her back to her room and back in her bed (yes, we stole this idea from Super Nanny, so sue us). Wednesday night I did this probably at least 15 times. I don't need to work out anymore, I get my exercise in my hallway in my house. It sort of works, it sort of doesn't. It sucks to have to hang out in the hall waiting for her to come out. Hopefully this is a stage she is going through and the novelty of driving her parents nuts will pass. And the only real reason we are fighting her on this is she tends to wake up her sister when she is gallivanting in the hallway. Fun times, fun times.

Holy Crap

Man, I was freakin sweating bullets. Blogger switched over to google or something like that yesterday. Well, I had a google account, but it had my work email address attached to it. So, I of course tried to change it and GOOGLE PROCEEDED TO DISABLE MY ACCOUNT.

I sent emails, I googled for google's phone number (pretty funny, huh?) and called and got nowhere and then tonight, I FINALLY got an email that my account was reactivated. Whew.

It was seriously stressing me out. I get stressed out pretty easily, but I was seriously stressing. Just ask CPA Mom.

So sorry for all those blogs I didn't read because I was stressed that I couldn't leave comments, etc. Yes, I am fully aware I am crazy.

Anyways, Ashley's Recital:

Her performace was spectacular. She did what she was supposed to on the stage and was absolutely adorable. But just as I suspected, the class Mom was less than desired for. I did stick around with Ashley before the performance for a while. The Mom was pretty clueless and the other class Mom never showed. And after the performance, I went and got her and the Mom didn't even notice I was taking her. Exactly why I didn't want to leave Ashley alone with her to begin with.



But she did absolutely great, and we were proud of her. But a dance "mom" instead of a soccer mom? I am just not cut out for it. All the makeup and hair and outfits, just not me. Plus, Ashley really doesn't like class either.

Then Sunday I took Ashley to see a Cinderella play in downtown. It wasn't exactly the Cinderella story, but she enjoyed it. But at one point, Ashley did lean over and ask me "when the other Princesses were coming." Apparently she thinks they work together in a group now. Like a union. The Princess Union. Maybe we should start one.