Inspired Insanity

Trying to force inspired insanity is kind of like trying to open your eyelids after they have been super glued shut. When you look for the good within the bad, sometimes you find that laughing won't help you find it any quicker, but it will at least look like you didn't get there with your face sliding accross the dirt! I try as best I can to not let the moments in life that make me want to pout like a child, scream like a baby and throw a temper tantrum lead me.I imagine that some would read my blogs and wonder what kind of Mother would write such things to embarass her children. Well, actually... that kind of Mother probably wouldn't read my blogs. Eh... too bad!! So getting through the potholes of life, the sinking ships of the day and the moments of pure delightful insanity, I come to you full of smiles and sunshine. Only with the help of my new addiction, Starbucks, do I bounce off the walls of your brain and pull you into my crazy world!! Please wipe your feet at the door.

I am ashamed to say I haven't been carrying around my notepad and pencil to jot down all 'crazy' the girls display. As a matter of fact, even my mental notes are roaming at the bottom of my purse. I am here to let out a big WOO HOO for the end to summer. Back on schedule!! Earlier bedtimes, less fighting because they aren't spending every minute of the day with each other, and no more driving to work singing the theme song to iCarly, Spongebob and Wizards of Waverly Place. Our resident teenager is currently boycotting home until the very last possible moment. My littest doll keeps reminding me that we should 'sell that girl already' when referring to Lauren. And Lauren, well... she has new battle scars to show on her first day of school. OH THE EXCITMENT SHE HAS!!

This blog makes no sense and has no point whatsoever. Who cares!! I felt like writing tonight and I smiled the entire way through. Are you surprised? Naw!! People don't smile enough if you ask me. If you can't find a smile... borrow one, steal one, grow one. Whatever it is that you must do, always remember to smile. My life with my dolls allows me to continue doing just that. Hope to see you again sooner rather than later. Cross your fingers!! <3

Dr. Lauren to Emergency... Dr. Lauren to Emergency!!

Oh my dolls!! What funny things have you done for me lately??
Lauren is my gimpy girl these days--- 22 stitches to the leg! OUCH! At least this time she didn't lecture the doctor and make me sing while her stitches were being put in.
Lauren is our family 'accident child'. We are all very clumsy, but when Lauren does it.... she goes BIG!!! Last year at this time, she sliced the side of her foot. So there we were, Lauren bleeding all over the place. The doctor comes in with a needle full. He sits down and explains that he will be injecting the contents of the needle into her wound. It wasn't going to hurt, but that she would feel the pressure. He goes on to explain it will help numb the pain of him putting in the stitches. Here it goes.... needle in, and OMGsh!! Lauren wanted to rip his face off!! She gave him a look I had never seen (except on me, of course). She grabbed my hand and squeezed! UGH.. please give me some of whatever it is she is getting! STAT!!!
Whew, we got through the needle. On to stitches! Before the doctor breaks out the sewing kit, Lauren, with her big beautiful chocolate eyes says, "Mommy, will you sing to me while he is putting in the stitches"? Oh goodness! Now I'm the entertainment? I was just the squeeze toy a few minutes ago.
Of course I couldn't say no. And on we go! The doctor and his nurse swaying back and forth as they are sewing her up, me singing away!! LOL
When he was done, he proudly announced it was his first time stitching someone to live entertainment! Yikes! (i guess i was glad he didn't stitch my mouth shut, hee hee)
"All stitched up"! the Dr. tells Lauren.
"See, it wasn't bad at all, was it"?
OH NO-NO-NO!! Why did he have to ask that question!?!?!
Lauren looks at him with a softer kind of crazy and said, "You said that needle wasn't going to hurt. It did! Clearly you lied to me"! (oh heaven help me, she's going off)...
she twitched her head to the side and scolded him with her finger shaking up and down,
"I really think that if you are going to be doing this kind of job, you should tell kids how much it really hurts! It isn't nice to lie"!!

I wasn't even sure what to do at that point. She did tell him 'thank you'! :)

So with the first visit, and this last one on Monday, Lauren is thinking she has the hang of this whole 'stitch' thing and is confident she might be able to repair herself next time. Hmmm..... saves me a co-pay! Woo hoo!! If she does a really good job, we will take outside appointments! :P