Dreaming

Last night John and I stayed up talking till the wee hours of the night. Which for us, the wee hours can be defined as 11 pm, max 12 am.....usually even weekends. My little sister has claimed we aren't cool at times, that was when she called once upon a time and we were in bed at 8:30 pm. The thoughts that kept us awake were those of the future, and down the road when little gippers come along. No plans for a kid at the moment, but we enjoyed dreaming big and thinking up of sweet baby names. There were a few that were hard to pass on such as....Shaquanda, Guadalupe, Gurpreet, and even Harpreet. Eventually after I nixed numerous names of Johns and he nixed my "too long and old fashioned names" we settled on a few we like. Than we sighed and looked at eachother and longed for a baby. Than I woke up this morning and went to my job where I have 9 kids- 6 boys and 3 girls including a set of twins. Reality set in, and although I love my job and kids- a few hours of watching the boys tackle eachother, break a music instrument, never stop having energy, and have a moment of silence only when I took my bathroom break. Yes I think that we can wait that 2 years and enjoy our little doggy for now.

Shortstop

The true tales of our one and only Child- Shortstop

There was an young doggy who chewed up a fly
I don't know why he chewed on a fly...perhaps he'll die.

There was a young doggy who chewed on a moth,
he chewed the moth to swallow the fly,
I don't know why he chewed on the fly.

There was a young doggy who chewed up a razor,
he chewed the razor to cut up the moth,
he chewed the moth to befriend fly,
I don't know why he chewed on the fly.

There was a young doggy who chewed on a Bible,
he chewed the Bible to shield him from the razor,
he chewed the razor to cut up the moth,
he chewed the moth to befriend the nfly,
I don't know why he chewed on the fly.....perhaps he'll die.

There was a young doggy who chewed on a Powercord,
he chewed on the powercord to electrify the Bible,
he chewed the Bible to shield him from the razor,
he chewed the razor to cut up the moth,
he chewed the moth to befriend the fly,
I don't know why he chewed on the fly.....I don't know why, he has not died.

"What's a Puig"

Basically I stink, literally no. I like to say "pink you stink" to my little sister, I love her so, but that doesn't really mean she does either. Stink is just an expression and I stink at keeping this updated, so bring on 2009 and the beginning of resolutions. Resolution # 1- write more blogs!

Resolution # 2- GRADUATE. 5 years ago I ventured off on my own to little ol' Lynchburg where my incredible parents began paying $20grand a year for me to find a husband. Well lucky for them it has paid off and I have successfully obtained my M.R.S degree- check! But there is a little sidenote of also getting the diploma for that B.S. degree of mine, and the new year will finally bring that. Once May 10th rolls around I will officially have completed my victory lap and become an owner of a certified Liberty University diploma. I think I can hear people, *cough- my parents* cheering at that thought. It Will be a great day, so mark your calendars.

Resolution # 3 Learn what exactly a Puig is. Once I became a preschool teacher they asked me what I would like to be called- Ms.Danielle, or Mrs. Puig, or something else. Well having been newly married I gleemed at the thought of being called Mrs.Puig all the time.......yes it was a grand thought...until the day I tried it out and my 2 year olds could be heard down the halls yelling Mrs. Pig, Mrs. Pig and parents said things like P-wag, Qwig( because P sounds so much Q), and Pug amongst other things. From that day on I decided that Ms. Danielle sounded like ther perfect choice, although some of my kids have managed to miss the "ani" part of my name and simply call me Ms. Dale which comes from the Dell part I guess ;-)
I also need to learn what exactly a Puig is because today a 3 year old I was babysitting asked me just that. She announed her full name to me- Charissa Marie Rawlins and than asked me mine,- Danielle Christine Puig I replied. Sounded good to me until under her soft chuckles she declared, " What- hehe, is- hehe, a Puig-bahha( full spit laugh as she said it)?" . Well what is a Puig....so 2009 is the year of the Puig mascott and discovering just what a Puig really is.