Another sunday

So we are playing downstairs, and I say to the kids, let's go upstairs and get ready for bed. We go in the Family Room and turn the tv on. I tell the kids we can check the Bill's game out and maybe we'll see Daddy. Well, Bailey knows that Bill has a jersey and says "What number is daddy?" I tell him 21 and then he starts screaming, "Oh no, look! Those guys are pushing daddy down on the ground." If only he went to the games to play...
Kristy's due date is tomorrow and still no baby. Brian will only let her go 2 weeks, so it looks like being overdue is in the genes...
Sundays are supposed to be family days. Days when the family can do things together, get some stuff done around the house. Around here, it is just another day. Whether or not Bill goes to the game, he is useless on football days. Today of course, he was there.
The kids are in bed and I am pushing bed time up around here, mainly #1 becuase I am tired of the whines when I know they are overtired, #2 Mia is down to 1 nap and I believe she needs more sleep, and #3, when I try to get Bailey up for school, he just wants to stay in bed. So the kids are in bed by 8pm. That means quiet time begins at 7pm. They both still sleep until 8 in the morning...
I do have to say, the vitamins are giving me back my energy. It must have been a deficiency in something. Of course, lack of sleep can't help that much either.
In case anyone reading this is interested, Kristy and I will be PartyGal reps right after the baby is born. We figured this would be a greatopportunity to get out, have a little fun and make a little money. So anyone interested in a party, see us...
Heather has AT LAST asked me for help with the wedding. Okay, so it's just printing labels, but it is at least something. So maybe once I complete my task, she will give me another...
Why am I using so many ...'s in my posts? I guess the same reason I have been saying FYI a million times this past week.