been busy living

So I've been led astray by life with three year old twins. Every so often I stop capturing or logging every moment and just live in it. Then the old Capricorn in me kicks in and I realize that I will not be able to remember all this great stuff and I begin the records again. I think the fact that I have two childhoods all at once makes me even more anxious about having some historical record. The highlight of the weekend was our first trip to see the Devil Rays play. We wanted to wait until they could possibly make it to the seventh inning stretch so we opted to see the Rays go up against the Dodgers. If anyone knows Tampa Bay sports, crowds were never really an issue and usually it is disheartening to find more fans for away teams then the home team but we really hit the nail on the head with this game. Second biggest crowd of the season and it was throw back night so allot of ole' timers with '55 dodgers uniforms. They even had some real players from that year. Really was a blast and to boot WE WON.

The kids did great and made it to the seventh inning. Only let down is we had planned to visit the Ray tank after the stretch but sadly watched from across the field as they covered them up for the evening. Squish A was sad to miss out but next time we promised to visit the tank first. So the two pictures I did take were a bit fuzzy but oh well the moment is captured.

B's Boo Boo

I called squish B over to spray some mosquito repellent on him and he hit the pavement. His poor elbow took the brundt of the fall after I finally exhaled I waited to see if I should act, (sometimes if you over react it makes it worse), he looked like he was fighting the tears. He ran over to have me kiss it but it was bleeding pretty bad so I told him we would go wash it off. It dripped on my shoe and he asked what it was, not to freak him out (knowing blood does that), I told him it was pizza sauce.







I took him inside and doctored his boo boo with some bactine spray and bandages. When his dad caught wind of the event he asked B if it hurt and if he was ok. B said rather blundtly that it was a real bad one!! Momma's kisses wouldn't work and that he needed bandages cause it was dripping pizza sauce all over the place.!!!









Have to get up pretty early to outwit a three year old. I kissed him and told him he was brave, he said that is the reason he keeps getting hurt.

Here is a bit of breath for you regarding air cleaners!!! If you have been following my thoughts at all on these things you should know my stance. Source control is the best control.

Air purifiers using ozone can make air quality worse when combined with air freshener chemicals