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...because this is a video of Steven beating someone to death.

I have a workout plan. I know how many days a week I want to do cardio and how often I want to do this strength training workout I photocopied out of a fitness magazine. It's actually designed to target the areas that women complain about post-baby. I also wrote out a list of attainable daily goals - drink lots of water, don't eat after supper, etc. There's nothing on there about depriving myself or eating ridiculous amounts of veggies. It's all very doable. The problem? I just can't do it! I exercised more in my 9 th month of pregnancy than I do now. I ate better. I cannot seem to find any motivation to get up and move around. Except for that one time I tried to run and ended up tumbling down the sidewalk . I eat EVERYTHING that comes within an eight foot radius of me. The whole "no eating after supper" thing? Um, yeah. Not going so well. The other night I decided to postpone my dinner, and instead watch the kids eat theirs and then have something with...

Wal*Mart has a deal on right now for a small picture package for only $4.99. Apparently there's no catch, it actually is only $4.99. I'm going to bring my kids to get their picture done all together! I'd wait for Christmas, but I figured I'd sneak in an extra one since it's so inexpensive. The only problems? Mitchell is too small for any season appropriate clothes he has. He's been wearing nothing but sleepers for the last 6 weeks. I have lots of baby boy summer stuff from Tennyson, but it's not exactly summer. Jordan's clothes are getting a little shabby. I really have to go and get her a few new things. My solution? I'm going to put them all in the cutest sleepers they have - and yes, Jordan still has a few! - and bring their quilts and get them to do a picture of my kids in their jammies with their special quilts. Please tell me - is this cute, or way too cheesy? Personally, I think it'll be cute! And BTW, I totally plan on blogging about Lyla...

My boys are driving me nuts. They're both crying right now. That's why I'm down here in computerland avoiding them. Oh I know, I'm supposed to walk around with the baby on my shoulder and the toddler on my hip, but I'm just not in the mood for it at the moment! Mitchell is a pretty good baby - as long as he's being held. Seriously, I can't lay him down on his own for a few seconds without that lip quivering. Sometimes Jordan will come and entertain him with her baby voices and he seems to like that. Other times I just let him cry for a bit, or flip him onto his tummy. He peters out faster that way. Tennyson has been having emotional meltdowns lately, and I know it's probably baby related. Little things set him off and he cries - only it's not really crying, it's this high pitched, shrieky, wailing howl. I am so tired of listening to it!! If I could record it and stick it on here I would, okay, not really. I don't want it infiltrating computer...

I did call back Wal*Mart later on this morning, hoping to find someone who knew enough about the computer to book me an appointment. Turns out that at least some people aren't Amish ! They had a space at 2 o'clock for me. Being that I'm a bad 3rd time mommy who hasn't developed any pictures of the baby, or even bought an album, I jumped on the opening. When I got to the studio, I had to give them the spelling of my name and the baby's name for the file. Did I mention that I did this on the phone already? Then I waited a minute, because the guy was going to let the more experienced woman take Mitchell's pictures. He assured me that she was awesome so I figured that yes, I'd wait a minute for her. She actually was pretty good. She took 8 different poses of him, each different in more ways than simply exchanging a teddy bear for a bucket and shovel. There was a pose of him in a basket, one of him in all-black surroundings, one of him with his head cradled in my...

I called WalMart to make an appointment to get Mitchell's picture taken. The girl who answered the phone didn't know how to use the computer so she told me to call back later when someone else might be there.