So Yeah....the next season of 24 is coming up in a month ...January 14 or something? Exciting. Oh and there's christmas coming up, and my birthday but.... boring! Give me more Jack hahaha. Superman wears Jack Bauer underwear!

So, I've tried to come up with something worthwhile for this blog, something to contribute to humanity, like a handy new word that rhymes with orange. I'm still working on it. Meanwhile I thought of a few other things that would make the world a better place: Kraft Macaroni and Cheese really needs to redo their packages. I make mac n cheese every so often (ok everyday) for little Madelyn for dinner...so you know I'm an expert in this area. The place where it says "push to open" doesn't work at all....and the same with those blasted baking soda boxes. I mean it's one thing if you make a product hard to open but to label it like that, to lead people on thinking "oh if I just push here it will open all neat and pretty" and then you end up tearing the whole top off out of frustration. Everyone uses baking soda, and I bet everyones boxes end up torn up like mine....I bet everyone gets frustrated opening them. And how long have they packaged them like that? How long will we have to put up with this? It is an insult to modern technology. Another one is milk in a carton. I don't drink milk from a carton but there are occasions when I've had to open that carton type packaging (flashback to school lunch) and of course eggnog. Why don't they just make them so you can open them from either side? If you are not paying attention and try to open the carton from the other "wrong" side it doesn't work and you end up mangling the carton....then you end up going to the other "right" side and opening it but it just never looks right after that. Everyone can tell that you had a retard moment because your carton looks like it was opened by a baboon on crack.

Also a great invention would be some sort of gadget you can keep on your key chain or wear around your neck that helps you sneeze when one is on the verge. There is nothing worse than getting that build up and anticipaing a mini explosion and having it die ...then there's nothing left but an annoying tickle. It's so depressing.
So, I don't know what to do about these things. I thought that by shedding some light on the issue and getting all of this out in the open it would be the first step towards change. We can't be afraid to reach for our dreams you know. Ok maybe I am just venting but I'm done now.

Now for the important stuff:
Madelyn won her first trophy
Josie got her first tooth
Mark has super powers
Kelly is turning 27

Can you guess which one of these is a lie? You know that game 2 truths and a lie? This is like that game but it's called 3 truths and a lie. So guess.
Yep it's Mark has super powers. Haha I was going to say that Mark has cancer but I thought that might be a little too suspenseful. Fooled you huh? Sometimes it really seems like he has super powers...but it can all be explained scientifically.

Madelyn won her first trophy. She was so proud. She wanted to take it with her wherever she went and she was holding it in her jacket like she needed to protect it. I kept telling her it was not alive and it wasn't going to get cold or anything but she'd say "I just like it and I don't want it to break". She won it in the reflections program at school. I helped her take a picture and enter it. It was a picture of her shadow. The sun was going down, so it made her shadow really long.
Madelyn was also student of the month. I'm not sure what she did to get that, she just told me she was "good". cool.
This week she had me talk to her teacher because she was scared she was going to get picked to go and have lunch with the principal. I told her it was supposed to be a reward for being good but she said "I'm scared because I've never met him" and she kept bringing it up and whenever it was time to go to school she seemed really worried. I finally talked to her teacher and we both tried to explain to her that it would be ok but she just started crying. So I told her she wouldn't have to go if she got picked. I just can't believe it was so traumatic for her. Silly girl.
Tonight I was reading to her and I saw that she had a booger in her nose and I went to wipe it for her and she pushed my hand away and said "I can get it, I can get it....which tube is it in?" I almost fell off the bed laughing! Which Tube?! hilarious!

Josie now has her 2 bottom front teeth. They both came in at the same time. What a trooper. I would say that she was more fussy the days before they were coming in but we've been using the "teething" excuse since she was 3 months old. The fussiness is always random. Who knows what the problem ever is. It's always a mystery. It's a guessing game until they are happy again and then you can say "Ah, it was because she had an eyelash in her eye!" or "how did she get cinnamon toast crunch in her diaper?" or "oh the dogs tail was whipping her in the face"
There is always the universal excuse too which is colic. Colic is the number one scapegoat....and nobody know what it means. If your baby crys all the time they have colic. If your baby is crying they are colicky. Sounds like colic is another word for "my baby is crying, i have no idea why and I'm sick of guessing".