On the first day Molly created a Blog

Well, I decided that everyone should know about my life and read about all the cute things my kids do. But first I will talk about my interesting day. It started off this morning telling Jeff that I wanted to make a long drug out blog about growing my hair out and then cutting it off and donating it to locks of love. I realize that it will take about five years to get along enough, so I thought that since my hair was so thick that in the mean time I will just cut out samples and send them to cancer patients as a free sample.

After that Wyatt carried around his Curious George clock all morning waiting for the hand to reach the six. That's when I told him it was time to go to the park for his last day of preschool. That went well, and was kind of fun. I think that maybe even Elliot enjoyed it, too. And I do believe that he was the cutest baby there. I did, however, pass Tammy in the neighborhood this morning, too. She gave me a big smile as our cars tightly squeezed passed each other. I smiled back. It was weird and awkward.

Next was Grammy's house. Nothing exciting there, but it's an easy way to get Wyatt away from the park. Tell him it's time for Grammy's house. I stayed a little while and then went home. Got some naps in. Realized I needed more baby food and batteries, then off to Target. A man flags me down in his car to tell me that my inspection was dead. Then my X husband calls to tell me that he sent child support and say sorry about my Grandfathers death!!! This is news to me. His mom read it in the obits in SLC. My mom is a survivor. I call my mom and she's like who told you, as if someone's big mouth spilled the beans. Why is this a secret and why did I found out from my X husband shopping through Target? Not a big deal. I'm not getting into it. All I'm going to say is that my mom and dad have communication issues.

Moving right along I got $5 off on my diapers, and a good sale on the baby food today. Even my batteries were on sale. On the way home I stopped to get my mail. I tripped over a stick with my flipflops on and stubbed my toe. It hurt pretty bad, and looked gross too. It sliced some skin off. Then I go home, bring Elliot inside while I go get groceries. When I came back in Elliot had crawled over to the door and was about fall on his face onto the doormat. I pulled him back in with my hands full and he cried. I put everything down, gave him a bath, and put him to bed with successfully. Well, there you have it. My first blog entry. Hopefully, I'll do this again.