not me monday

So I did NOT order food tonight because I did Not feel like cooking.

I most certainly did NOT send Alexis to daycare with a blanket that was in the car because I did Not forget to wash her regular blanket.


I did Not give Alexis a sponge bath with huggies shea butter wipes this morning because she did NOT leak through her pull up and I did not keep pressing the snooze button on my alarm clock because I did NOT want to do anything this Monday morning which is why I did NOT have time to give Alexis a proper bath.

Also Dylan did NOT fail to hold Alexis hand while walking up the porch steps and she did NOT fall down the steps.


if anyone actually reads my post as it is NOT new please go an check out MckMama's not me monday.

Almost Halloween

Alexis is going to be a princess for Halloween this year. Friday October 30 there is trick or treat at the college and Alexis' will bring her and all her classmate and they will also have some goodies after lunch.

On actual Halloween and there will be trick or treating in the neighborhoods Dylan and some other teens will be taking Alexis along, I will hand out Candy with my sister Tammy.

Today I paid of the Lay a way for Alexis birthday presents and then put another one on for Christmas. Although I still need to get more but at least it is a start.

I have to write a paper for one class, do an assignment for another and study for tests over this weekend or whats left of it. Alexis had a very long and late nape so she will be up late tonight.

How much does a miracle cost?

I got this in an email and thought it was wonderful

A little girl went

to her bedroom and pulled a glass jam jar from its hiding place in the closet.

She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three

times, even - the total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes.

Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she

slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with

the big red Indian Chief sign above the door.

She waited patiently for

the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment.

Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat

with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good.Finally she took a

coin from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!

'And what do you want?' the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages,' he

said without waiting for a reply to his question.

'Well, I want to talk

to you about my brother,' Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. 'He's

really, really sick...and I want to buy a miracle.'

'I beg your pardon?'

said the pharmacist.

'His name is Andrew and he has something bad

growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now, so how

much does a miracle cost?'

'We don't sell miracles here, little girl.

I'm sorry but I can't help you,' the pharmacist said, softening a little.

'Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get

the rest. Just tell me how much it costs.'

The pharmacist's brother was

a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, 'What kind of a

miracle does your brother need?'

' I don't know,' Tess replied with her

eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mummy says he needs an

operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.'

'How much do you have?' asked the man from Chicago

'One dollar

and eleven cents,' Tess answered barely audibly.

'And it's all the money

I have, but I can get some more if I need to.'

'Well, what a

coincidence,' smiled the man. 'A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a

miracle for little brothers. '

He took her money in one hand and with

the other hand he grasped her mitten and said, 'Take me to where you live. I want

to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you

need.'

That well dressed man was Dr.Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon specializing in

neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it

wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well.

Mum and Dad were

happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place.

'That surgery,' her Mum whispered, 'was a real miracle. I wonder how

much it would have cost?'

Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a

miracle cost..one dollar and eleven cents....plus the faith of a little child.

In our lives, we never know how many miracles we will need.

A

miracle is not the suspension of natural law, but the operation of a higher law.

I know you'll keep the ball moving!

Here it goes. Throw it back to

someone who means something to you!

A ball is a circle, no beginning, no

end. It keeps us together like our Circle of Friends, but the treasure inside

for you to see is the treasure of friendship you've granted to me.

Today

I pass the friendship ball to you.

Pass it on to someone who is a friend

to you.

MY OATH TO YOU...

When you are sad......I will dry your

tears.

When you are scared.....I will comfort your fears.

When

you are worried.....I will give you hope.

When you are confused.....I

will help you cope.

And when you are lost...And can't see the light, I

shall be your beacon....Shining ever so bright.

This is my oath.....I

pledge till the end.

Why you may ask?....Because you're my friend. 

 

 

thanks for reading my blog

hope this gets you through the mid week humpday

am I a scary mommy?

from Jill's blog at scary mommy




I am attempting at what might make me a scary mommy

When Dylan was little when we went to stores or the mall I would hide on him where I could see him but he could not see me and he would be in a little panic at not finding me, I usually did this after he would run off on me.

Dylan was afraid of dear old grandpa Frank and when he was naughty I told him I was going to drop him at grandpa Franks house... gee that was mean


Just the other day when Alexis ran in the parking lot I told her "you better not get hit buy a car, I don't want to be late to school because I need to call911 and go to the hospital

I am trying out Not me Monday from MckMama. I love to read her Blog


I did NOT give Alexis cereal in a baggie Sunday morning because I was Not to lazy to make something for breakfast.

I did Not simply throw clothes in the washer be they dirty or clean because I did Not want to try and figure out what was dirty and what was clean and wanted to get the middle room tidied.

and lastly I did NOT wait until last minute in the morning to read my assignment that I had to do today about learning goals at my internship

well that is all I have for my first whirl at not me Monday please check out MckMama

Introduction

I have another Blog called trying to find a new me which started kinda as a weight loss and personal goal blog, but I also wrote in it sporadically until recently, which has been about my 2 kids, family, and myself being a Single mother of my teenage son and my toddler daughter and also a full time college student.

So anyways I decided to start this one about my family and and other life happenings and use my other blog for things as weight loss goals and personal goals perhaps some things may intertwine but that is okay with me


My son's name is Dylan he is my teenage know it all. He is now a sophomore in highschool. I had Dylan when I was 16 so he has been pretty spoiled by his grandparents along the way, we moved out of my parents when he was seven. He is very close to Nana and Grumpy

My daughter is Alexis is my little princess, she just started preschool in September at 2 yrs 9 mos of age. She is almost 3 time is flying. She had G.E.R.D. as a baby and recently weaned from prevacid. She is also been recently diagnosed with Periventricula leukomalacia (PVL) which is the cause for her developmental delays. She did not start walking until she was 22 mos old and talking there after. Though since starting Daycare( which is also where she attends preschool now) she has blossomed. She has been recieving early intervention since she was 4 mos old but that will end when she turns 3 in less than a month so we are trying to get her into a developmental preschool so that she can continue to recieve services.

I am Amy, single, full time mom with no help from dear old daddy, and full time college student going for my associates degree in human services and I am also currently interning as well.

I am the youngest of 8 children, 5 sister and 2 brothers my oldest sister died in a car accident in December 2003.My mom and dad (i.e. Nanny and Grumpy) are the world to me, and had a scare with my mom few weeks back she was in the hospital for five weeks and it was grim news at first but she is a fighter and she is home now.


anyways my next post will be a mimic of my other blog because I wrote a not me monday and I want to do that with this blog