Fire Insurance for Ladybugs

Since she was little, I've sung the first verse of the "Ladybug Picnic" song to Lauren - not remembering all the words from my early days planted in front of the tv watching Sesame Street...

But then I realized, HELLO, this is 2008, EVERYTHING is on YouTube, EVERYTHING!! Sure enough, I found it.

Well, Lauren is obsessed. Every night, grabs my hand and pulls me to the computer, "adybug icnic Mommy, adybug icnic".



I also know ALL the words only TOO well now and can rattle off the entire song when needed.

Oh, and you can just imaging how excited she gets when we actually find a LIVE ladybug in our house (because, apparently, they are making babies in my walls or something... something I choose not to think too hard about and am only thankful to GOD that it is ladybugs and not bees... for if it were bees, I'd be moving out... "Honey, I'll be at the Hyatt, let me know when our bed is set up at whatever new house you buy in the next 3 days.")

American Idol

Well, hubby and I have a new tradition. At the start of each season of American Idol, we each pick twelve people. At the end, whoever has the winner on their list wins a week of fancy, home made dinners. (Yes, this gives away the fact that we are not good about making dinner).

Hubby won last year - BARELY. Jordin was the last person standing on his list for many weeks. So even though he won, I correctly assessed the most talented top 6 or so.

This year he is as SMUG as ever. First pick for him - David Archuleta. He also has Sayesha.

I am pinning alot of my hopes on Michael Johns and Ramiele Malubay.

Can't remember who else has who, but I do know that 3 of the 4 voted off in the first week were mine. It's ok. Ramiele will save me.