Thursday

So Liam is starting to feel better. I decided that we need to get groceries before the 'big snow storm' hit. They are predicting 4-6 inches. Bring it on mother nature, we have no where to go. After shopping I fed Liam lunch and put him down for a much needed nap. I was going to work out while he was sleeping but I got side tracked with my very messy closet. It is so jammed packed full of stuff. I really had no idea what I have because it was so hard to see everything. Another thing that was bothering me was the colored hangers. I always try to just have white, but some blue and green snuck in. I also have free standing closets in the basement that needed organized. I just started going crazy. I think I was inspired by the show Hoarders. I never want to end up like those people. I had clothes that I would never fit into again even if I lose another 10 pounds. Babies really to change a body forever (It's totally worth it). I had a major pile going of super cute clothes. Some I had never even worn. I decided to call Sammie to see if she wanted anything. She was very happy to come over. It made me feel cool and also a little lame that my sixteen year old sister liked a lot of my stuff. I think I need to stop shopping Forever 21.

I made dinner for everyone, but Sammie is super picky and didn't like anything. Sixteen year old girls eating habits are so weird and gross. I think all she eats are Slim Jims and Caesar salads. I know I used to only eat popcorn when I was her age.

I am actually typing this on Friday morning and it just started snowing. I think a lot of Hoosiers were disappointed that the snow started so late. Now people are already stuck at work and will be stuck in horrible rush hour traffic. Kevin is now sick. He was up all night vomiting. He better pull it together before Sunday. I am doing everything possible to not get this awful tummy virus.

Liam has finally learned to clap and now does it constantly . I put him in bed with me at 6:30 this morning and when I looked over at him he was clapping. I have been trying to teach him to say GO COLTS but he just puts his arms in the air and speaks his baby gibberish (or it might be German).