Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Thursday, February 19, 2009


We had another Girls Night In last night. It's now just 3 of us since our 4th has another commitment on Wednesday Nights. The kids got upset as I was leaving, you'd have thought I was leaving for some Argentina travel. Boog wouldn't stop crying and wanted to know why I ALWAYS have to go. It's once a month. I kissed him and left him crying, I really needed a night with the girls, I was 3 houses away.
Becky thought it would be a good idea to start the night off with a shot of Patron, it was yummy, but feeling it today. I Would really like a couple hours of sleep, but know it will never happen. Boog claimed to not feel well this morning, I got him dressed for school anyway. He's said he was sick before and then runs around like a crazy person all day long causing me to reconsider my choice of letting him stay home. As a precaution I took his temp...102. Okay, no school today. I think this is my payback for the tequila and wine I consumed last night...but it was so much fun

1 comment:

  1. Love girls night! I usually over indulge myself but all those laughs are sooo worth it. I can relate to needing acouple more hours sleep after a night like that too.


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