Out of the Mouth of an Intern..

With that Intern being me!

Me: John Doe! Pull your pants up! Right now!

Me: Please don't stick your finger in that!

Me: Bring your paper to me so I can cut the snot off the bottom!

Me: Seriously?! You just did that?

Me: Please stop, now! (said approximately 1,547 times a day)

Me: I love you too but please don't pet me!

Me: Get the scissors out of your mouth now, please!!

Me: Don't lick that!

Just a few of the things I heard myself saying today....

Another One Down

Well friends...another semester down...and ONE more (not including a summer class) to go!! I can't believe I'll be graduating in 7 months!! This has been a veeeerrryyy long process for me. Sometimes I feel like "ok, really, most people are finished with medical school in the amount of time it is taking you to complete your bachelors degree." But then I think, "who cares?! AT LEAST I'm finishing my degree!"

My parents got divorced when I was 16 and I promised myself that no matter what...even if I'd never use my degree...I WOULD complete it. I unfortunately had to witness my mom, who was a SAHM of 3 kids for 20 years, take life on all alone and with no college degree or work history. It broke my heart and since that point I've wanted a degree to fall back on!

And at the risk of sounding INSANE...I think I may get my Masters degree...why stop now? ;)

So Long, Lil Kim

After 10 years and 107,700 miles..."Lil Kim" (don't ask), my 2001 Civic, is NO longer mine! My fab husband bought me a GMC Yukon! I am so stinkin' excited...it's not even funny! We kept Lil Kim for hubs to drive to work because his truck is getting a lot of wear and tear and miles on it...so she's not far...but don't think I'll be driving her anytime soon! I looove looove my truck!! And she needs a name...

And this is what the kiddos said when I got home with it, before hubs got home...."Ummm, does Daddy know about this?!"

And the Vomit Continues...

Evidently our youngest daughter likes to keep us on our toes with....vomit! This is how it went last night about midnight...

Youngest Daughter: ::yelling from her bedroom:: Daddy!! Daaadddyyyy!!

Hubs: ::running into her room:: What?! What's wrong?

Youngest Daughter: ::standing by her bedroom door:: My belly huur....::projectile vomit:: hurts.

Hubs: Go into the restroom!!

YD: ::walks into restroom...stands in front of the toilet and vomits all over the lid...without raising it::

I enter about this time: What's going on?!

Hubs: She just threw up ON the toilet.

Me: Well, better than her bed...

And then I begin scrubbing vomit off of her bedroom wall and carpet and hubs begins scrubbing the bathroom...at midnight....and then she continues to vomit all night...BUT she made it IN the toilet the rest of the night....HOPEFULLY she has the concept down now...vomit goes IN the toilet....

And the joys of motherhood continue!!

Vomit

If vomit bothers you...I suggest you leave now......Don't say I didn't warn you!



Tuesday Morning - 6:25am

Husband walks into youngest daughter's room to wake her up for school...upon entering he smells THAT smell, you know what I'm talking about...

Youngest daughter wakes up: Daddy, there's something WET in my bed!!

Husband: What?! What is it? Did you go potty?? (really confused because luckily we've NEVER had that problem)

YD: Oh no, I throwed up last night. (she says this very nonchalantly) (I also know "throwed" is not a word...and so does she, but she chooses to use it!)

Husband: What?! Why didn't you call for us?

YD: I didn't know if I was supposed to. I feel fine though.


A few minutes later....

Me: Why didn't you go to the restroom??

YD: I didn't have to potty!!!!



So yeah, our kid threw up in her bed SOMETIME during the night...because hello people...she DIDN'T need to potty...didn't bother to yell for us so we could clean it up...she totally slept in a vomit filled bed all night. I then threw up myself when I cleaned it...it was an awesome morning I tell ya! I gave her a friendly reminder that if you ever feel like you're going to throw up, go to the restroom!! Even if you don't have to potty!!

Family Portrait

I had to use our oldest daughter for an assignment for school...her job was to draw a family portrait and my job was to analyze it...uh, ok. Last time I checked I am not qualified to analyze anyone...but whatever you say professor! All I could really gather from the portrait is....I'm a different color! (I'm in the purple...you know, the "peach" one!!!) Thanks, C! Love ya too! ;)

Wolf & Cat

Youngest Daughter: (very serious tone) DADDY!! Me and C think I'm part WOLF!!!

Hubs: (holding in laughter) Why do you think that?

YD: Because Daddy...look...I can make these teeth (eye teeth) move up and down! Watch! ::Rubbing her finger up and down on her eye teeth)

Hubs: ::watching...nothing happening::

YD: See it Daddy??

Hubs: Yeah...I saw that! ::turning around, bright red, from holding in laughter::

YD: ::running off:: See, C!!! Daddy thinks so too!!

Seriously you guys, the stuff this kid comes up with is crazy!! She really thinks she's part wolf because her eye teeth "move." She felt her finger moving up and down and thought it was her tooth! LOL

A few hours earlier while blow drying their hair, I hear this convo...

Younger Daughter to Oldest: You know that little bity girl in my class? (there is a little girl with CF in her class and she truly is tiny and oh so adorable!)

Oldest: Yes...what about her?

YD: I think she's part cat...

OD: Why? Because she's so little?

YD: Yeaaah! She's soooo tiny!! She must be part cat....

I honestly have no idea where my child is getting these ideas....she's part wolf and her friend is part cat because she's tiny!! Gotta love kids...