Wrestling, Babies, and Ticks

So who watched Wrestlemania last night? We did. Craig even went out and got CJ a new shirt just for the occasion. What did you guys think of the fights? I honestly wasn't that impressed. They all felt very anti-climactic. I did love how the Undertaker lifted up Triple H and helped him out of the ring after Undertaker won the match. I will also admit that the fight between Chris Jericho and CM Punk was pretty awesome. And I don't even like either one of them.

Before Wrestlemania, I had a little girl's date with our friend Theresa. She is 13 weeks pregnant and I am soooo jealous, although not of the nausea she's had for the last few months. We went to Target so I could get stuff to make CJ's Easter basket and then to Barnes and Noble because we both have an addiction. I wanted to return a Nook cover that my mom bought me but they wouldn't take it since it was past 60 days. I could've made a stink about it, but whatevs, I'll just use it. Here's CJ's Easter basket. It isn't completely done. I have to make him his own because he can't have chocolate. Plus my grandmother always made ours and I thought that was more fun.

 

My cousin Amanda and her fiance came over for Wrestlemania. Of course that means my little 5 week old nephew Caleb was here too. What a little snugglebug! He's only 8 lbs since he was a few weeks early. CJ tried very hard to be gentle with him, even though it was hard for him. He played peek-a-boo while Caleb was nursing and then brought him all his loveys and blankies to use. It was cute. When I put CJ to bed last night he put his mouth on my chest and made smacking noises with his lips. It was funny. 

Peek-a-boo!

So all in all, it was a good weekend. I've got some great books to read and review this week. Plus some awesome picture books that I received and I'm going to be part of a blog tour. So stay tuned!  

Oh, I almost forgot about the tick thing. We came home from seeing the Easter bunny today, and I was petting the dog. She had a bump on her head so I started to rub it thinking she scratched herself or something. Then it started moving. IT WAS A TICK!! Gaaaaah. I had to call my mother-in-law to see what I was supposed to do. I'm from the ghetto, so I can handle cockroaches and rats, but I almost threw up trying to get that tick out. It was so fat and bloody and disgusting. When Craig gets home from work we are going to have to do a thorough check on her. Plus I'm going to have to take her to the vet tomorrow because I'm a bad mommy and she isn't caught up on her shots. Argh. So yea, gross. Just thinking about it makes me nauseous. 

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