I've been tagged!

OK! I have been tagged and have not had time to respond to the crazy things about myself.
Did anyone else have to think really hard to come up with 6 things? I am supposed to tag 6 other bloggers but I don't know 6 other people that blog other than the ones that have been tagged already, so I am not tagging anyone.
Well, here goes.
1. I would rather do something myself than to go through the trouble of explaining to someone else how I want something done and then hope they do it the way I want it. I know things would get done faster if I designate.
2. I can't do just one thing at a time. When I am cleaning I start with one thing and then see that something else needs done, so I switch to that, then I go to something else without finishing the first thing I started. It drives my husband crazy and takes me longer to do things.
3. I have crafty moods. I have to be in the mood to scrapbook, make things, or sew. I have things started that are still not finished from last year.
4. I can't stand needing help on something. I want to figure it out myself even if it takes an hour. I want to do it myself. It drives my husband crazy when he wants to help and I don't want him to. I have also gotten a taste of how Cheyenne does the same thing in her school work. She will take an hour to do 3 division problems but gets mad when I try to help her so it won't take 15 minutes.
5. I can't grow a garden. I tried to grow a garden in our front yard where the grass wouldn't grow. We plowed, planted, fertilized, and watered. I pulled grass for days from around the plants. The only thing that would grow then, was grass. It finally took over my garden. I even kill plants in my house unless it is a cactus that doesn't need water very often.
6. I love Clearance sales! I will buy things for showers or birthdays, months in advance if it is on clearance. I bought 20 big heart pillows in July last year for Christmas preasents for my girls to give their friends, because I got a great deal on them.

Quick! Call Nanny!

Last night while getting laundry from the baby's room I heard a loud KWAM! from the bathroom. I ran to see what happened but before I made it, I heard Abigail scream. Someone had left the light on and she had been playing in there. I picked her up quickly and held her to me. Then the blood began to flow. I called Cheyenne out of her room to get a wet rag, all the while blood was pouring out of her lip. The more she cried, the more the cut opened up and bled. I knew if I got her calmed down, it would not bleed as much. To put the rag on her lip made her mad but I needed it to stop bleeding. I didn't know if she would need stitches or not, so I told Cheyenne to call Nanny. Ken was at school an hour away, with his phone off, so he would be no help. Mom came right over to help me. When I finally got Abigail's lip to stop bleeding enough, I had Cheyenne get some crushed ice. Abigail's favorite! She shut right up and started chewing ice. I think the ice helped with the swelling too.

Abigail chewing ice after she fell.

Before Mom got here I had already determined that no stitches were necessary, but Mom was almost here. She agreed that no stitches were needed and could not even get Abigail to come to her. She wanted to play. Naomi was all upset that Abigail wouldn't heal without stitches. The conversation was a little like this: "But she won't get better without stitches!" she said. "She is going to be ok, Naomi. See, she's down playing."

"No, she not going to get better! She needs stitches!"

"She will be alright, I promise!"

"No, she won't."

This went on for several minutes and I thought it was so funny that I snapped a picture while she was thinking and returning to argue with me. I just didn't want Abigail to have a huge scar because I didn't get her stitches, if she needed them.

You can see where she cut her lip. Poor Baby!

Sunday afternoon naptime is a MUST for Daddy! Naomi thought he needed her boy babydoll and her elephant to sleep with. Daddy eventually kicked her off the couch because she was waving her baby blacket in his face and waking him up.Naomi was singing to me Friday night while I was getting ready to go to Walmart. I hope you enjoy it. It was so funny. Oh! the part about "My head, my butt, my head, my butt... are something a ball says from a commercial. She said she needed to sing her songs to me before they got out of her head. :)

Back to School at 33!

There has not been much going on here other than that Ken has been looking for a new job. He went to ECPI and checked out what classes he could take to give him a better career. He has been doing all the preregistration stuff and will be starting classes next week. He will be in school for 15 months and will be going to night classes Monday through Thursday nights after working a full day. He works so hard for us and will be going to school too. Please pray for him as he will be gone a lot more and will not be getting home until 11:15 at night. The girls will miss him a lot but we are going to rearrange our schedule to be up early and spend time with Daddy and eat a big breakfast together. I pray that God will bless this opportunity and Ken as he makes a career change. He will be in school for Medical Imaging Technician. The school has a 100% hiring rate out of the classes and there are only 3 schools in the nation that teach this field. We pray that the Lord will make this a good chance to help our missionary friends and family. He may be able to travel some and see some of our friends and family in other countries. With all of his technical training he could work on many things on the mission field. Ken is so good at technical things. I know he will do great. I am really proud of him.