Wednesday, May 12, 2010

And were off again...

Sunny San Diego here we come!  After my nightmare flight on the way home from Seattle back in Feburary I thought I would never fly again, but Im given it another try.  We are visiting my old pastor and his wife whom I have not seen for quite awhile.  When I say we, I mean the girls and I.  Paul is staying home with Heifer and hopefully (fingers crossed) getting some much needed chores done.  Our plan is to make this a 2 sided trip.  A visit and some MUCH needed fun!  Sea World, Zoo, Disneyland, Beach and maybe Legoland are on my itenerary.  I will be there 9 days, so plenty of time to take everything in I hope and spend some quality time with friends:)     I will probably avoid shopping as much as possible as that always makes me stressed with the girls, so not worth it.  However the mall is soooooo close to where were staying, hmmmmm.  I currently have no shorts, no capris and no bathing suit so I have a lot to do to prepare:)  The girls are beyond excited and I have let them know that they will be forced to ride on everything!!!  Mercy meets a lot of height requirements now, yeah!  Im prepared to bribe them or possibly drag them on splash mountain, space mountain, thunder mountain, mattahorn and that river ride over at sea world.  Paul says I can pay them if necessary:)  Mercy acts scared but usually she overcomes it and Justina well she may need to be dragged.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Ughhhhhhhhh!!!!!!......

Ok so at the moment, and I mean right now, Justina is throwing a kicking screaming fit!!  Why you ask...Im not really sure but I think its because I told her she had to go to bed at 9.  She then responded "why do I have to go to bed the same time as Mercy, thats not fair blah blah blah"  Being the wonderful pateint mother that I am I calmly responded " Im not going to have to deal with 2 different bed times".  Justina being the 11 year with a huge attitude says "why (in a snoty voice mind you) because Mercy might cry and have to get her way".   She proceeded whaling down the hall yelling that she hates her life. 
After several minutes of screaming about how horrible evrything is she then went on to say screaming and crying, "ahhh I hate myself, one minute Im happy and the next minute Im sad and then I get mad ahhhh (cry cry cry)". 

Hmmm I wonder what that means??? 

Whats the moral of the story... If you have the money, girls around 11 should be sent away to boarding school!