Are you ready for the scariest sleepwalking experience ever? I mean, so scary, I actually thought it was true and was shaking!!

Ok. Here goes.

Last night, around 12:00, I heard Diego get up to use the bathroom. I saw him walk back into the room and that’s when I thought, “I need to check and make sure everyone’s here.”

I looked around. 2 big boys. check.
1 baby. Check.
I found my husband lying on the bed right where I left him. check.

But I still couldn’t find Steve.

WHERE was Steve? I checked each room again, getting more and more frantic.
I went downstairs. Looked at the computer desk (in case he was checking late night emails).


I checked in the bathrooms, the laundry room, and the bedrooms again. I was actually heading OUTSIDE to see if his car was still here, when I realized…

Steve doesn’t live here. No. He lives on Blues Clues

I swear to God, I was getting frantic and hysterical. I couldn’t find him!
That’s what happens when you fall asleep watching reruns.

But the first thing that crossed my mind once I realized I was having an insanity attack? Blog it! Just in case you needed reassurance of my craziness. 

Today we went to the zoo today! It’s a bit hot, but luckily not as hot as last week was. I think we only went as high as 82 degrees today. The kids are wearing same colored t-shirts and look so cute! I always put them in matching clothes when ever we go anywhere that will have lots of people. Believe it or not, it does make it easier to keep an eye on them.
We had fun at the zoo! Great weather. Animals weren’t so active (Surprisingly…) but the kids were glad to be outside. My niece was FREAKED by the cockatoo that kept “singing” though…

Here are some of the WONDERFUL topics Aaron decided to discuss with me on the car ride home:

  • “Mommy? Don’t you just love it when you wipe your butt after going poo and there’s nothing there? “
  • “Mommy? When I was borned, was I all bloody like that baby rhino on the film?”
  • “Was Diego bloody? Was Matias? What about Milly?”
  • “When did Daddy come out of your tummy?” (Ummmm… what?)


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