Creepy Dolls...according to Jamie Pope

Back in the day, I used to do lots of crafts. One of the things that I really enjoyed making was these 'cry baby' dolls or 'pouting' dolls, what ever you want to call them. (This one featured in the picture is Auntie Brenda's)

I used to always have one sitting on a little bench in the corner of the kitchen. Well, Jamie Pope would come over she liked to "play" with them and it wasn't because she liked them. She was super creeped out by it. Jamie Pope, you'll have to refresh my memory as to what you used to do to it. I know you would do funny things with them but as I age gracefully, my mind has gotten a little fuzzy. I hope this brings back some wonderful memories.

PS: I miss seeing your face randomly show up at supper time! Love ya!

Personal Secretary

Being computer/typing/very bad spelling illiterate. My eldest daughter Jamie has become my personal blog secretary. (Yup, it's me Jamie writing this, the sassy pants one) Let's talk about the spellling for a moment. One time, my grocery list was so badly spelled, that once I got to the store, I couldn't even read what I'd written. Let's see how good you do with my grocery list:
1. celiry
2. letus
3. smoks
4. chez wiz
5. ketup
6. musterd
7. relesh
8. oions
That's just to mention a few. Sometimes I would leave my grocery list laying around and every so often there would be some corrections and lots of giggles.
Also, if I were to type this blog myself, it would have taken me at least 2 hours and that's NO LIE and not a laughing matter. Needless to say, I get really frusterated, and that's why I have a personal blog secretary.
However, one day I will surprise you all (even Jamie) and I will actually write my own blog by myself. And I will let everyone know that I did it. I would imagine that it will be a very short blog but a blog none the less.

Double Trouble

So we thought 2 children would be plenty...well, you know how that goes. One morning I woke up and the air smelt really funny, and I KNEW, uh oh, pregnant again. Well, things were going fine and dandy, the usual morning sickness, gout, but I knew that something was definatly different about this pregnancy. However, life goes on. On days when my head wasn't in the toilet, I was trying to take care of the other 2 little blessings.
One night as I was praying with the girls, they decided that they needed to pray for mom to have TWO babies so that they could each have one. And like a normal stressed out mom, I wasn't really paying attention to what they were praying for...you know, just going through the mommy motions.

So, about 3 months along, I went in for my ultrasound, laying on the table I was joking with the technician asking him how many there was in there, and he asked me: "do twins run in your family?" and I said "yes", not thinking anything of the question, then he asked, did your doctor give you any indication that you would be expecting twins? and I said NO. What are you trying to tell me here buddy? How many is in there? Well Mrs. Primeau, he said, you are having TWINS!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I didn't know whether to laugh, or cry, or kick him.

Needless to say, I wouldn't send them back or trade them in, and the girls got what they prayed for...one sister for each of them. God definatly has a sense of humor.

My advice to all my young readers out there is be careful what you pray for.

Little Miss Sassy Pants

The Joys of Parenting!!
Your first child is always the "test run". You tend to keep close track of them like how many times they pooped or puked during a 24 hr span. Perfect example is when i left jamie at my moms (Granny's) and left her a lengthy to do and not to do list including:
Make sure you burp enough
Wipe, lotion, and powder bum enough
DON'T dip soother in sugar bowl or Coke-a-Cola to sooth baby
I think you get my point!

You always Have great expectations for your first born. You see other children mis-behaving and you think to your self "My child will certainly not behave like that." Boy was i wrong

When jamie was almost three I was pregg with sarah and at the Dr for a check-up. I told Jamie to Stay in the Play Zone as i was in talking with the Dr. Jamie Obviously thought she was above the Rules and took off running down the hall.(this was when the Dr was in the mall) The poor secratery had to chase her down. Jamie was Almost to the family shoe store AKA mirvs shoes. when she was caught. Needless to say she got a good spanking for that little stunt.

As Jamie got older she realized that the older sibling power extended quite far( right over her poor little sister Sarah) My mom (granny) likes to tell the story about when I was back to work part time and the girls would come home from school and she would come over to check on them(usually with a pot of stew for supper.....yumm) Jamie would be sitting at the piano prettending to be beethovan and my poor little sarah whould be standing on a chair at the sink, rubber gloves to her armpits, scrubbing dished and jamie shouting orders from the living room(In later years Sarah even got the nickname toby). Granny would come to Sarahs rescue.

This lasted all throughout Childhood and into adulthood. For Jamie being in control of her helpless little sisters turned out to be a blessing as she recently was responsable for 23 little african children for 15 months, I keep telling her that she will make a wonderful mommy one day and she laughts at me about that.

Now i have the joy of working with all my girls at Mirv's Shoes, and guess who's been dubbed "Upper-Lower Mgt" and "Lower-Lower Mgt" LOL

Second Child Syndrome

Alright, so my daughter Jamie convinced me to start one of these blogs so I don't have to use hers to tell my stories.

My first story is all about the second child syndrome. My findings have been the second child always seem to march to their own drum beat. Let's use my Sarah as a very good example: most of you probably know her and have experienced her quirks. She walked at 10 months, never really crawled, never talked until she was 2 (because big sissy did all the yacking for her) and it was like she didn't talk one day and then the next day she was speaking in full sentances. Same with her reading, couldn't do it one day and then the next day she could. When she did start talking she couldn't say her "r's" at all. She would say 'sawa pwimo' and we would always get her to ask if we were having ribs for supper... "ahh we having wibs fo suppah?" It was pretty cute.

It's really hard to put her quirks into words and I'm sure there are things that I've blocked out of my memory. In my experience with LOTS of my friends/family and their children, the second child always seems to be very...um.. unique. Avey, aren't you the second child??

As a young adult, Sarah always seems to attract the weirdo's, especially when it comes to working in the shoe store...maybe she's sending out some sort of vibe. Hmm, I wonder if she was born on a night of a full moon..lol!

I also want to make clear that I am the first born, maybe we'll talk about that on another day of blogging.

Here is a picture of my second born and I this summer at the Vegas Shoe Show.