Tuesday, August 17, 2010

I'll be the princess,you be the GIANT!

Reason of this week as to why I'm going to have 50 gazillion kids:

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a large group of school and pre-school aged children will play imaginative games involving princes, kings, princesses and dragons.  Furthermore, where there is a princess, there will need to be a giant/dragon/monster, whether the princess is held captive by the villainous creature or is (more likely) in cahoots with him.

And who is the most fitting character to play the dragon/giant/destroyer of worlds?  That's right: a two year old.  I currently have a 2 year old, so I have done my part to ensure that there is a supply of dragons/monsters/giants for the next year or so.  And, once he's outgrown being the monster, I'll have an up and coming dragon in the works who will be entering toddlerhood at that point. After all, what is the point of being a princess without a dragon to run away from or to send off to attack the king?  Without a dragon/monster/giant/alien, the entire story line gets really boring.

So, reason of the week for why I need to keep having my 50 gazillion kids?  So that there will always be a giant/dragon/monster/alien to be a destroyer of worlds, and cookie jar culprit. 

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

This is why I'm going to have 50 gazillion kids 8/11

Because when you make them birthday cakes involving Nutella and Ferrero Rocher, they make faces like this:

Happy 2nd birthday, Baby Bear!!!!!

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


This is my hat tip to thisiswhyyourefat.com category, an attempt to elucidate in stunningly clear detail why Gil and I will be the parents of approximately 50 gazillion kids, give or take 5 gazillion.  I figure Tuesday is as good a day as any, as I absolutely despise Tuesdays.  Always have, always will. 

So, reason of the day that I will have 50 gazillion kids...

Baby girls have toenails that can be painted.  Thumbelina, Goldilocks and I are all sporting Cinderella Blue nail polish on our toes for August.  Baby girl toe nails:  just another reason why I'm going to wind up with 50 gazillion kids.

Monday, August 2, 2010

So, what's up with the eggs?

I realized this wasn't actually self explanatory, and figured I'd write a short blog post explaining.

Our last pregnancy, which brought us Thumbelina, actually started out as a twin pregnancy.  It was completely unexpected, and also marks the absolute last time I will ever go to an ultrasound appointment with no other adult present.  That's just asking for trouble, in our case twins.  Refereeing toddler arguments while having an ultrasound done?  Not good, people.  Just NOT GOOD.

So, while I'm sitting there pretty stunned and quickly calculating how I'm going to break the news to Gil that we'll need the full size van sooner rather than later, the tech keeps going back and forth over my ovaries to give the student present a detailed tour of my pelvis.  Incidentally, if there is a student present during an ultrasound (or any diagnostic procedure) I'd recommend ignoring him or her.  Receiving surprising news and then having a student loudly saying "hmmm" throughout your examination is slightly less than a desirable experience.


While looking at my ovaries, she exclaimed "LOOK AT ALL THOSE FOLLICLES!!!" and I just about died.

So, look at all those eggs!  Guess we should probably go for the 15 instead of 12 seater when we upgrade after this interpregnancy lull, eh?

I'm going to try to update more regularly, or as regularly as one can reasonably do while parenting 5 kids under 8.  Have a great week!