midweek confessions

Well now that I confessed to the world that I sometimes have trouble thinking of confessions, God has answered my prayer and now I am rolling in them...

- One morning last week Jonathan hurled all over my clothes before work. I washed the shirts, but the pants are dry clean only. So I let them dry overnight and wore them the next day. Perks of working in a Pediatric office: EVERYONE smells like puke. It's almost weirder if you don't.

- I already confessed last week about the nose picking worry. There are lots of other things that I am not sure as parents how we are going to set a good example to Jonathan. Some of these things are: making him eat his veggies, not getting a treat from the candy rack at the checkout counter, not saying swear words just because they are fun to say.

- I have not worn an actual bra in 7.5 months. I am addicted to nursing tank tops.

- I am lazy. About a lot of things. I wish I weren't. Let me tell you the things I am not lazy about because that list is way shorter: cleaning up my house one hour before visitors arrive; jumping up and down when the Broncos or Clemson win their games; going to the store to buy brownie mix because I am in the mood (while failing to pick up something for dinner because I am not in the mood to think about that).

- Jonathan has started saying "mamamamaaamaa" a lot in the past 48 hours. I deep down inside know that he doesn't understand what he's saying, but deeper down inside I actually think he does :) :) :)