1. I can't have anymore children, not emotionally or it would be too hard if I did, but I CAN'T... People will tell me... Yes you can, don't you want more, blah blah blah. It amazes me what people say. I think can't means can't. can not. cannot, whichever way you like it. it means not able to. I don't remember it meaning I don't want to. (I loved being pregnant except for being sick for 9 months)
2. Hmm. I hate doing homework with my children. they whine too much. Saying, I don't know what to write, I don't know what to do, blah blah blah...and this comes from my straight A student. How does one not know how to do anything and still get a's. I don't get it. Though, don't get me wrong, I do love my chidren, just not the whining.
3. I took my first flight on a little itty bitty 4 seater plane. My boyfriend at the time flew me to Ft. Walton beach florida. My mom drugged me with dramamine... 2 pills. Let's just say I was knocked out the whole way there, through dinner, and then back. I think she had alterior motives with that one.
4. I only had 3 dates (never alone) with my husband before he proposed to me.... Long distance relationship, I guess that's how it goes. We talked on the phone alot. He made me budget our phone calls (I had to pay for them) If I called him in the middle of the week he would ask immediately "Why are you calling me?" It made me sad everytime. So heartless. :) He didn't want me to spend my money on phone calls.... way too practical. We would swap weekends. he would call one and I would call the next.
5. My first concert was Hilary Duff. I took my daughter. I know sad... I never really wanted to go to concerts. I actually thought a concert was with instruments, a conductor, people, chairs, stands, music, black and white clothes.... You know a concert.
6. A bag of candy, when not disturbed by my husband, daughters, or my mother-in-law can last me at least 6 months if not longer, so can a gallon of icecream. The problem I have is I haven't found the best hiding place yet. they always find my hiding spot.
Okay....
6 strange things about you. who wants to be tagged... I don't tag people.... So have fun if you want to.
7 comments:
My kids always tell me about your candy stash in your purse - looks like you can add them to the list too!!
hehehe they are so funny!!!
Kim..Its Aundrea(Baker) now Smith; David baker's little sister. How are you doing? I love the belly picture!! I'm a new blogger so I just wanted to say hey and let you know that yes..I will be adding you so that I can follow..lol
I always have a candy stash too but mine would never last me 6 months.... I hate sneakin candy around behind Davis's back...
we are DORKS!!!
Oh now Kim....you know you really could have more babies! Wouldn't that little sock thingie they gave you work??? (you know I'm kidding) Come on people!!! Cooper in 1st-4th grade when he had to write all of those stupid spelling word sentences was the worst!!! I am a sugar mongar! If there is candy around, I'll eat it!
Can I tell you that whining in my household gets to me much more than naughtiness?! Seriously, it drives me nutso. Glad I'm not the only one. Crazy first pic, BTW. :)
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