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An Open Letter to My Babysitter

Dear Babysitter~
I don't hire babysitters willy nilly because I like paying someone else to watch my kids. My husband and I needed a babysitter yesterday to watch our children because we had to be somewhere else. Yes. I have three children. Yes. I am probably more laid back than a lot of other parents I know. Yes. They are active, loud, boisterous children. Yes. They are a lot of work. However, I am putting a lot of trust in you. I am trusting you with three of the most important things in my life. I expect you to treat them as if they are three of the most important things in my life. When my husband called me yesterday afternoon and told me our daughter, our 6 year old daughter, was missing my heart sank. When he said that you had let her "go for a walk" with a little girl, but you weren't sure of the other child's name,  I panicked. When I called my neighbors and they did not know where you were or who the little girl they had seen you with was I cried. Becaus…

When Did This Happen?

I had a realization last night....as I was getting up in the middle of the night to potty....that I have gotten older. I have always been a very sound sleeper. With the exception of children waking me up at night I rarely wake up at night. Except, as I realized last night, I am waking up more often in the middle of the night to go pee. OMG!! I AM TURNING INTO MY MOTHER!!! I always wondered when I was a kid why she ALWAYS got up in the middle of the night to pee. I get it. Over the past few months I am waking up more and more often to pee. In my mind I am still that wide eyed 17 year old who was ready to take on the world. My body is telling me other things. I have weird aches and pains. My bladder shrank. My hair is going grey. I can't stay up all night anymore. Well, who am I kidding? I have never been able to stay up all night. I have experienced heartburn. I mean, seriously. I am not old enough for these issues. Am I? Before long I'm going to be hitting the early bird spec…

24 Day Challenge

So.....I have been trying to lose weight and improve my over all health. After the worst picture ever was taken of me last summer I have strived to be more conscious of my choices. And, I started going to the gym more. I wasn't that serious about it at first, but gradually I got there. In March things were starting to go well. By the end of May I was down nearly 30 pounds and feeling like I was conquering my demons. I even liked myself a little. Then a terrible summer happened. I thought my Mom was going to die and I spent what seemed like every other day in my small hometown. Welcome back nearly 10 pounds, old demons, and less frequent gym trips. I wasn't feeling so great about myself by the time we went on our family vacation the end of July. So, I recommitted myself when we got back. I was doing alright. But, just alright. I was going to the gym again. I was trying to eat healthy. I lost a few pounds but just felt stuck. The scale wasn't really moving. I had read about…

This Tooth Fairy Business

If you have kids you have or will be faced with the Tooth Fairy at some point in time. For us, we are smack in the middle of the Tooth Fairy farce. We've been here for almost 2 years I think. Maybe? Anyway...in our house Mr. Mayer is the Tooth Fairy. We have had the discussion on how much to pay out per tooth. Apparently my suggestion of $.25 was silly. We are about 4 or 5 teeth in to the gig. Things have been going smoothly. Mr. Mayer waits until we go to bed because by then Diva is sound asleep and never knows anyone was there. We were smug thinking we had this thing down pat. Then last night happened. We were getting ready for bed. Diva had written a letter to the Tooth Fairy. Me being awesome wrote a response from the Tooth Fairy. I sent Mr. Mayer upstairs with money and note in hand. Then he runs back downstairs with a look of panic. He totally got busted. Diva's door squeaks a little. She woke up when he opened it and said "Will you close my door Dad?" Doh! Mr.…