I'm going to skip ahead to the 9th...Haley got her tonsils and adnoids out. We had to be there at 7:30 a.m.! Surgery wasn't until 8:30 so we got to sit in the waiting area for a whole hour. I just love doctor offices...NOT! So Haley is as charming as usual. She is teaching the nurses cheers that she's picked up at school (her nurse was a Western cheerleader) and laughing it up with anesthesiologist (sp??). She even got to leave a funny message on his cell phone. She was having a great time....me, I was having a nervous breakdown. Then it was time for Scott and I to head out into the reception area and wait. Honestly it didn't take that long. I was very relieved to see the nurse but then she says to me, "she'll probably cry when she sees you, they all do." And there she was, all curled up in a recliner, hooked up to an I.V. crying. I wanted to scoop her up and make everything better and then it hit me. Like a hot, nauseating wave. The room got fuzzy and everyone's voices sounded miles away. I was gonna drop..WHAT HAD I DONE TO MY BABY!! "I need water." I heard myself squeak. Now there are two of us sick, sad and ready to go home. It was a hard day for all, but Haley was up and at it later that day and she is back to her bratty self again. May I never have to see my kid's like that again.

So let's pretend it's October again...so I can catch you all up! Halloween, I volunteered in Haley's classroom so I was there to bring the kid's home after school that day. I hear this little voice in my head that tells me "maybe you should make sure the kids have their costumes?" Do I listen to it....NO! That would be too easy. Instead I ignore it and by the time I realize what an idiot I am and that Ricky's costume is still at school it is too late. This isn't the first time I haven't listened to the little voice in my head. It's probably the millionth time and every time I regret ignoring it. I wanted to cry, my little baby boy would have to endure Halloween without a costume...what a horrible mother I am! You know what Ricky said, "that's fine, I still get candy right?". What an angel! Scott told him to tell anyone who asks him where his costume was that "it's not my year to get one!" Ha ha! Oddly enough no one asked and he got plenty of candy. Now, I listen to the little voice in my head and it's telling me to go to bed! Tomorrow we'll cover November 1st...lol!

Guess what Ladies!!! I'm back!!! There is so much to talk about, but it will have to wait till dinner's done. I'll be busy catching up with all your lives so look for me in your comments sections. It feels so good to be back!