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Man, I hate getting behind on laundry. I'm usually pretty good about doing at least one load a day, but I let it get behind a few days and now I have the Mt. Vesuvius of laundry piles in my basement.
2)
You guys! I made some of the best chicken last night!!! They were boneless chicken thighs. I tossed them in a rub mix (2tsp garlic powder, 2tsp chili powder, 1tsp salt, 1tsp paprika, 1tsp cumin, 1/2tsp black pepper). Put them in the broiler, 5 minutes on one side, flip, 5 minutes on the other side. Then, take 6Tbsp of honey and 2tsp of apple cider vinegar, mix together, and baste half on the chicken thighs. Broil one minute, flip them over and baste the other sides with the rest of the honey mix. Broil one more minute. Done. Holy moly, they were delicious!
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Next week is Elisabeth's spring break. I am totally slacking this year in that I have no idea what we'll be doing for the week. Both of the older girls have asked what the plans are, but I just really hadn't thought about it yet. I kind of want to go to some places we haven't been yet, so I guess I'll be looking up things to do online. I really, really want to avoid the problem we had last year of going places that either a bunch of spring break camps were taking kids or other families had decided to attend. I forget we live in a huge city and the population is in the millions, so others like to take advantage of free days at museums too.
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Two nights ago, Vivian woke up around 11:30am. I brought her to bed with us, but after over an hour of her tossing and turning, humming, and kicking me in the kidneys, I decided to re-rock her in her room and put her back in her crib. I had successfully laid her sleeping into the crib, but as I was shutting the door she woke up. I really really really had to go the bathroom, so I left her crying in the crib to hurry to the bathroom. I heard her stop crying as I was shutting the bathroom door and silently said a prayer of thanks that she'd settled down. As I was about to wash my hands, I hear the pitter patter of little feet and there's Vivian, crying at me as soon as she sees me. I assume Evan got her out and ask him why he did such a thing. "I didn't get her out." I stand there, holding a very grumpy Vivian, trying to figure out who did get her out, when Evan says, "She must have climbed out by herself." I kid you not, I started sobbing on the spot. If Vivian could just climb out of her crib, that means we need to change it to a toddler bed to keep her safe. If she's in a toddler bed, there is nothing keeping her from getting out of bed ANY TIME SHE WANTS TO to come wake me up. The kid already wakes up 1-2 times a night still, the thought of her getting out of bed to wreak havoc on my sleep even more was just too much. I put her back in her crib (to cry on my own), walked out of her room, turned around and there she was behind me. I did not actually see her climb out, but Evan says that I kind of screamed "What is she, magic?!" and started crying harder. I'm pretty sure that I must have scared her to death because she climbed into the bed with Evan to cuddle him (which she NEVER does, she usually wants nothing to do with him). I, in my manic state, continued crying in her room to myself, convinced I was never going to sleep again. I eventually calmed down and went back to bed. In the morning, after having a couple cups of coffee, I was talking to Evan about the crib escape, still convinced she magically flew out, when Evan says, "You know, the crib can still be lowered a couple of notches." People, this is why I love this man. He is rational when I am losing my mind. Needless to say, last night, there was not escaping and she slept till 3am when she usually wakes up to join us.
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I'm really trying to consciously put my phone away more and not be on it all the time. It's a terrible habit that I know you all are more than aware of from all the articles, blog posts, etc. constantly telling you how you're missing out on life by looking at your phone so much. Well, I completely agree with all that that platform has to say, so I am trying to keep the phone checking to a minimum. And you know what? I've totally read more books recently since being off the phone more than I have in long time. Go figure.
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Next week I sign the girls up for tball and baseball. They are so very excited, which I love. I was never really interested in sports as a kid, but seeing them progress and improve each spring, it makes me really wish I had loved a sport growing up. So, fair warning, there are lots of baseball pictures in your future from this blog.
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Elisabeth is in Exemplary Drama at her school. It's for 5th graders only and is basically like drama club. She had to audition to get into it (they only take 20 students from all the 5th grade classes) and they do two big performances and then spend the spring going to the younger grades doing Reader's Theater performances during school hours. Her final big play was last month and it was a tribute to black history month. Elisabeth played Frederick Douglas. She needed black pants for the role, but didn't own any, so we had to buy them. It was really funny, because a couple weeks before the play she started reminding me, "Mom, I need my Fredrick Douglas pants." What an odd sentence to say.
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