Wow, what a week!

Like I said, Wow what a week. Lets see. The week before Christmas we were told that we would be getting my husband's daughter. Her mom has been on the edge of losing custody for over a year now and it finally happened. She has a drug problem and just can't keep clean. She has 3 kids all by married men. The other two fathers want nothing to do with their kids. One even asked for his rights to just be terminated so that he can get on with his life. I love the little girl and we get her every other weekend so of course she is going to live with us. I already have four, whats one more right? I just kills me though that the other two are in foster care. I hope I can get them together at my house soon for a visit. We had to get bedding, clothes, toys, dresser, and school stuff. She will start school Thursday. She is doing well so far I am sure it will hit her soon though that she is not going back at least for a long time.

Just in case some one reads this I said I would explain the title for my little blog. Lipstick Band-aids and Wet Wipe Baths. Well I am the mother of four, now five, and I just try to hold it all together most days. One day as I was running out of the house, one of my little ones fell. I gave him some love and hurried him up into the car seat. When we got to the park I realized he really did have a boo boo and felt bad. Then I realized I had no band-aids and he really wanted one. I tried to assure him that I would kiss it and maybe it would make it better. At least better enough for him to play for a while. When I kissed it, I left a big lip print from my lipstick. He said " hey you gave me a lipstick band-aid". That was good enough for him so it was good enough for me. There have been a few other times when an emergency has called for a lipstick band-aid and I always have one.

Wet Wipe Baths. I was invited to a play date at a friends house who has a great back yard with lots of play equipment. While I was there I listened to a conversation as two of my friends talked about how grumpy their kids were going to be when they get home. See, their kids would most likely fall asleep on the way home and they "must" have their bath before getting into bed. Then they would not want to go back to sleep and then the night would just go down hill etc etc. Well, in my brain I'm thinking "okay I'd put them to bed dirty straight from the car seats, that way I would have an extra hour and half of peace and quiet that night, then I would give them a bath in the morning.' I decided to share my thoughts and the look of shock and horror on their faces said it all. No return comment was necessary. The subject was changed. As I pulled into the driveway that evening my two tuckered out little boys were out cold. I was trying to talk my self into going with my original plan, bed dirty, morning bath. I just kept remembering the look on their faces. If I did that, would I be a horrible mother? Then, I thought of the solution. I ran inside, grabbed my tub of wet wipes, and gave them a bath. A wet wipe bath. I got about 40% of the dirt off and they smelled really good!!!

I feel kinda silly writing this as though I am talking to someone. Okay I need to go. Real baths are in order this evening and that takes awhile.

Kristy