Just another day in paradise

Kevin and I have "a song" that we've had for years. It's "Just Another Day in Paradise" by Phil Vassar. Some of the lyrics include:

The kids screaming,

phone ringing

Dog barking at the mailman bringing

That stack of bills - overdue

Good morning baby, how are you?

Got a half hour, quick shower

Take a drink of milk but the milk's gone sour

My funny face makes you laugh

Twist the top on and I put it back

There goes the washing machine

Baby, don't kick it. I promise I'll fix it

Long about a million other things

Well, it's ok. It's so nice

It's just another day in paradise

Well, there's no place that I'd rather be

Well, it's two hearts

And one dream

I wouldn't trade it for anything

And I ask the Lord every night

For just another day in paradise

And today, at our house, was just another day in paradise. *smile* Josh woke up telling us he was feeling bad. With the recent outbreak of flu and various other maladies going around his school, we decided to let him stay home "just in case". Yeah, well... that's another story. By lunchtime, he was out mowing the yard. We're going to call this a "mental health day" for Josh.

Whew, I didn't know when I started the coupon blog, it would take so much to get it rolling. I suspect after this week, it will be easier/faster as I'll just try to post one good deal per day. However, I just felt like God wanted me to do this, so I'm trying to be obedient.

Then there was the paperwork that I needed to enter. I have gotten it all done except one farm job entered, so I'm feeling ok there -- except I have TONS of field work to do now. I'll be in the field Wednesday and Thursday.

Ellie has been quite the challenge lately. Fortunately, I need not worry because when I call my other "indicator kids" (you know, the ones who came home from Kyrg about the same time as Ellie, are the same age, etc.), I find that I'm hearing the SAME stories from their moms, so I suppose it's just a normal kid thing. I feel like she's a tornado/hurricane/tsunami all wrapped up in one and it would take 14 people to keep things picked up after her. It's never ending. She's also getting more animated in her conversations. She'll have long conversations with us where we have no clue what she's saying, but as long as we go along and talk, she will too. I suspect it's part of her development.

Kevin is taking this week off. We agreed that he needed time to get some things done around the house and time to just not think about work. Granted, he is still looking for jobs, just not being quite as active as I suspect he will begin to be next week.

Now, the question of the day is:

What FOOL lets their kids get Window Markers???

Apparently, they are good to color your face and hands too -- hopefully they are non-toxic since they are by Crayola. :-)

Apparently the same one who lets her kid dig boxes out of the trash can and wear them as a hat. Guilty.

Ellie has become quite adept at getting into and on everything. She climbs the kitchen chairs now to get to all the "goodies" on the table. She climbs the side tables to get to the photos on them. She opens every door that isn't safety latched shut and quickly removes everything from inside -- and moves on. She wants to dig in the trash (we've taken to hiding it in the bathroom) -- see photo above -- and wants to SCREAM and CRY about everything. Today she got put into time out for that stuff. Folks might think she's too young to know, but I'm certain she isn't and she is certainly trying to manipulate her parents into getting and doing everything she wants. This is the regular look we get -- along with an ear piercing shriek. Ahh... parenthood.