May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have allowed my children to roll down the grass hill we watched fireworks from for a couple hundred feet, a couple of times. They had a blast and no one was injured in the process. Or so I thought until we got home and one of them comes screaming downstairs that the shower was hurting his skin. A blistering rash covered 80% of the littles' body. I'm seriously starting to hate grass due to this littles' allergy. Aloe, coconut oil, eczema cream couldn't calm this thing. Benadryl barely took the edge off.  I was up til 3 on the couch with the little trying to get him to sleep. Truly I was hoping this morning it would be gone. It's not. 

I may or may not have heard frequently in the last two weeks from my littles how huge I am. Yes comparatively I am but that's their only word choice. "Look how big my legs are! They're HUGE like Mommas!" Seriously you're dad is right here, can't you use him as the comparison, he'd be thrilled to have HUGE legs. 

And I may or may not be part of another imaginative storyline in their playing. "See this squinkee? It's bright and beautiful and that's why we like to play with it. There's another one named Kate that we used to love, but the paint is rubbing off making it old and not beautiful. Isn't that sad?" So there you have it folks, at 34 my beauty has faded and I'm old. I'm past my prime. 

Our ceiling fan in the living room that we bought for this house to replace the spaceship looking one it came with, lights stopped working. After trying to fix it, research shows that the limiter is faulty and the part costs $50 plus shipping and we will need to hire an electrician to install. Making the cost to fix more than what we paid for the fan. Now we figure we have until Fall to get it replaced when we will need the light again since the sun doesn't set until 10 ish anyway. This problem has been reported by hundreds probably thousands but I didn't need to read more than six pages of complaints on consumer reports to get the point: don't buy Hunter fans. I may or may not have been browsing online to see if I fall in love with a replacement. Everyone I have gone Ohhhh to that hasn't been out of price range, has been a Hunter.