Taged

I was tagged by Holly and Kisha. I have to tell you 5 things that I obsess about.



I met Kisha in our Life Group class, I guess back then it was still called Sunday school. She has become one of my best friends. Kisha and her husband are expecting their first child in April. Kyle, Hunter and I cannot wait to meet baby Long.

I also met Holly during Sunday School. They used to live 5 minutes form our house until recently when God called them to Tulsa. Holly has two sweet children named Riley and Carson. They are such awesome kids. So full of energy and spunk. We miss them so much!

OK so 5 things that I am obsessed about:
1) I am obsessed with keeping Hunter's nose free from buggers and snot. I cannot stand when I see buggers in a baby's nose. It drives me crazy. I want to gag when I see a kiddo with a runny nose. It makes me right now want to sweat and throw up just thinking about it. I wish I had a suction canister and yaunker like the hospital does so that I can get all of his snot.

2) I am obsessed with when my oil needs to be changed in my car. The reason is: When my sister was first learning to drive and she had her own car. I guess she forgot that she had to change the oil and never did it. Well one day the car started making a horrible noise and started to smoke. I have always been afraid of my car doing that so I will not go over the mileage on the sticker. Since I have been staying home with Hunter I have not been driving as frequently and the date instead of the mileage is due. I called Kyle to make sure that my car was not going to blow up because the date had passed.

3) I obsess about the silverware drawer. I have two sets of silverware. One set it what we got for our wedding and that other is a set that we bought because we kept running out of spoons. I have two separate organizers for the different silverware. Kyle knows that we do not mix and mingle the two different types of silverware.

4) I obsess over whether Hunter is getting enough to eat. I am constantly thinking about how many wet and dirty diapers he has. If he has a poop that I think is not big enough then I freak out. The kid is gaining weight noticeably everyday. I am just a freak about it. I always make sure that his mucus membranes are moist and that he has tears when he cries. I guess that is the overprotective nurse in me.

That is all that I can think of, I am sure that there are tons of things that I obsess over.

I tag:
Joy
Jill
Susan

Enjoy!