Can I have some?
welcome to my blog.
a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.
i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*
then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.
eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.
i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.
and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.
munch up.
Bug's cute thing for the day
Bug's cute thing for the day is neat. Mainly because Rocket Scientist was around to see it too, which doesn't normally happen.
When we came back from Thanksgiving break, Bug was fighting having a diaper change still. But eventually, namely in these past couple of days, he would lay down on the changing pad once I had it layed out. It suprized me at first, but then I got used to it. Rocket Scientist was about to change Little Angel's diaper earlier today in the one and only break (much too short in my opinion...), and in getting ready for it, he layed out the changing pad. Soon after, Bug came up and layed down on it. Rocket Scientist had never seen that before, and I hadn't told him about it yet either, so he was stumped. I just asked Bug if he needed a diaper change, and he rubbed his chest (the sign for "please"). That was the first time he had done that, and we both started laughing. Naturally, Rocket Scientist changed Bug first. Too cute!
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