today was nice, we painted our living room (okay, aaron painted while i tried to keep the kids from sticking themselves to the tacky, wet walls). we ran some errands. mostly it was just nice to have some family time, aaron's been working a lot on weekends.

andie suddenly came down with a cold, poor girl. and at one point during the day i was cleaning something off the kitchen floor, aaron was painting and she starts crying about something. she didn't sleep very well, she was being a little whiney, i didn't think much of it but asked her to come to me. she runs over and she's rubbing her nose and then i bring my hand up just as she shoots an unpopped popcorn kernel out of her right nostril and into my hand. ahhhh! we had had popcorn the night before, she must have found this little thing hiding in some corner and decided to put it up her nose. thank goodness it came right out, i wouldn't even have known it was in there. i don't think she's going to do it again but i'm still going to watch those popcorn kernels. and all this time i've been concerning myself with possible choking hazzards.


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tomorrow we're picking up a new bed for kieran, yay! i think he's pretty excited, when we got ours we told him we'd be getting a new one for him soon too and he kept asking about it. the bed he has right now is really old, we'll just say that if it was person it could have little grand-beds by this time. when get something for kieran he gets all happy and complimentary, lately he often says things like , "You're the best mommy ever! i love you!" and he hugs me and it sounds vaguely like a not-so-good child actor audition, but aaron and i still suck it up. when the kids are constantly telling us they love each other and us we remind one another that we need to remember this, as the teenage years approach we can only imagine the eye-rolling, sighing, and door slamming...who are we kidding, i think that starts way before the teen years. ack.

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aaron's playing hockey right now. poor guy painted all day and his shoulders were feeling a little tense before he even left. and he doesn't have a face shield. keep your fingers crossed that the pucks and sticks remain at a safe distance.