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I’ve gotten a few emails asking about my *sabbatical. So here are some of the highlights ~ and lowlights of the past year.
- The biggest *thing that happened is Thing 6.
- Thing 6 is 4mths old now.
- and SOOOO amazingly adorable.
- I almost can’t stand it.
- Such a good baby.
- Ok why do we say that?
- He’s a baby! of COURSE he’s good!
- So instead I’ll say,
- such a content & happy baby.
- which is awesome, but a little scary…
- Thing 4 was a very happy & content baby too
- and now he is a Holy Terror the wild behind the Romper~Room~Gone~Wild.
- So we did move.
- And 2 months later we moved out.
- The landlord we were renting from
- sold the property.
- SOLD IT!!!!
- And the house
- that ended up being on not 1
- but 3 acres
- you know,
- the one that fell from the sky
- well
- it was no more.
- the phrase The Lord Giveth and The Lord Taketh Away redundantly comes to mind when i think about this.
- So back to the R.V. we went.
- 2 parents
- 6 kiddos
- 36 ft R.V.
- You do the math.
- I KNOW!
- You don’t have to tell me.
- I was there.
- And now we are moving again.
- but this time
- we are buying.
- & I (& all of my *things)
- are singing the hallelujah chorus.
- aaand apparently I’m a little off tune
- so be thankful you can’t hear me.
- 40 lines to say
- we struggled
- we stayed faithful
- & for now atleast,
- that particular struggle is behind us:)
Have you ever seen that movie Bruce Almighty? It’s not new or anything. And I haven’t seen it recently. I’m not really sure why I was even thinking about it. SO…we’ll just…come back to this later. When I actually have something to say about it. Sound good? Good!
You wanna know what drives me crazy about trying to tell ya’ll stuff sometimes? Words just don’t look the way I say them. like, how often do you talk like this? Where every word is just clipped off neatly at the end. NO emphasis. No pronunciation. It’s just …wierd. Ooooor maybe it’s just me? No. You’re supposed to say NO.
I was thinking about when Thing 1 ~9yob~ was like 2. Closer to 3. But still 2. He has always been SO self reliant. He can & wants to do everything for himself. This was an extremely annoying trait to me when he was my only *baby. When I had all the time in the world ~ or atleast all the time in the day ~ to cater to his every little desire. But now, that there are 4 more not~so~self~reliant..make that 5 more, I am singin the hallelujah chorus.
I have a point. I just haven’t gotten you to it yet. Hang on. I’m getting there.
All we need is just a little patience…..
I was talking to a RL friend (1 of the many 2) who I LOVE and we were talking about Thing 4. And how I have to make sure that no matter what I am always always up & at the very least, semi~coherent BEFORE he wakes up. Or Chaos will reign. & that is just *not the way I roll 
That made me remember when Thing 1 was like 2.
& he woke up first. And apparently… had a little time on his hands…before he came into our room all happy & excited. He made us breakfast. Just like daddy does. Cause he loves us so much. Ain’t that just the sweetest thing?
You can see where this is going can’t you? 2 yr old. Unsupervised. Kitchen.
Say it with me now… a recipe forrrrrrrrrrrr…… what? I can’t hear you.
OmGOODNESS let me just tell you what we walked into. A lovely breakfast buffet. Uncooked ’scrambled eggs’ ~the good kind~shells & all~ beautifully arranged on the front doormat. 3 bowls sat ontop of the coffee table. Full of jello. And cheerios. And milk. Yummy. A nice contemporary look ….a walkway made of cheerios & grape jelly …led us into the kitchen.
Need I go on?
I find it oddly funny that the girls *Thing 2 & Thing 3, (Thing 5 is not old enough yet…thankfully;) who love love LOVE to be in the kitchen with me, have never experimented on thier own. And NOT because they are less adventurous. Trust me. I have had walls decorated with you~don’t~even~want~to~know~what that just toss that theory right out the window.
Maybe it’s a girl thing. Thou shall respect the kitchen. The kitchen shall become your friend. I really like the kitchen. Not so much, my kitchen. Just the kitchen in general, as a room.
I don’t know why. I can only cook good enough to not starve my family. That’s about it. OH but I make a *mean sausage gravy & biscuits. And pasta. And chicken. And porkchops. Okay, maybe I’m not as bad of a cook as I thought. I must have gotten a little better since the last time I checked. & That’s always a good thing.
7 Comments:
- Oh what fun memories. They are such a pain at the time…but such sweet things to remember. Noah is SO much more laid back then Anna…buuuuuuuuuuuttttt, I don’t know…they could probably run a tight race in making the biggest mess….remember…boogers on the wall…AAAAAnnnnnnnddd so on. Catch ya later girlie!
Charity - That is great. Seriously. I’d so rather have funny stuff like that to look back on then having the most perfectly well behaved child. We haven’t gotten the breakfast surprise yet but we have gotten plenty of surprises involving spreading diaper messes on walls, crib, blankets, toys, bathtub, etc. My mother in law told me that my husband and her brother once dumped everything ‘dumpable’ in the kitchen onto the floor. Wet, dry – all food that they could reach had been poured out.
- this sounds a lot like what goes on in our house!! Sometimes I have good intentions of making a “teaching lesson” out of me cooking and having my kids watch but it always ends up in disaster!! We have 5 kids too and all of them would love the opportunity to paint the walls with anything lying around!! You’re such a breath of fresh air–knowing that I am not alone in this mommyhood “battle”of wills!
I raise my mostly empty and already spilled, cookie infested, plastic juice cup to you
- No pictures? I want pictures. This is sooooo hilarious. Somewhere I have a picture of my 1 and 2yo’s covered in flour. No one’s ever attempted meals though. I also have a picture of the dandelions my dd picked for me when she was about 4yo. She put them in a dixie cup….’bout 9 dixie cups to be more specific. They were all over the bathroom sink.
Which reminds me, I did blog about the PBJ my 5yo attempted to make awhile back. The photos said it all (all the way down to the shattered jar of grape jello on my kitchen floor).
http://inthemidstofthisseason.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-much-of-long-term-planner.html
Yep, would love to see photos of your breakfast chef’s work. You did take them, yes?
Blessings,
~Toni~ - LMAOO !! I remember when Tristan did that ! haha … well i don’t remember myself … cause i was like … young ? Well . i was like … 9? idk but i remember you telling me about that ….or maybe i actually REMEMBER it … ok bear with me now ..
WHAT ABOUT BRUCE ALMIGHTY ??!?!!? it’s killing me . why would you start like that and then leave us hangingg !! uhhh !
- lol @ charity’s boogers on the wall (only cause I’ve BEEN there!!!)
ooooooh Becca been there too ~ just wait till yours want to surprise you;)
tegdirb92 thank you! I love your blog! And to you I raise my glass…er plastic cup…of cheeto infested sweet tea which is also already been spilled & is half empty.
TOni I KNOW i know but that was like 7 yrs ago BEFORE I got digital. So I have a pic somewhere…
Brit I will call you & tell you about Bruce Almighty. lol. & it wouldn’t surprise me if you remember it
- LOL! I would have freaked at that sight! What a lovely mess, but at least it was made with love. Too funny.
And I’m sure you’re a better cook than you think. There are so many easy recipes out there that you really have to TRY to screw up.
I’m looking for that other mom. You know the one. The perfect mom. Where is she? I know she’s out there somewhere. I’ve read about her. I’ve heard about her. Even been asked why I couldn’t be more like her. Cause you know, she teaches perfect kids everyday. In her perfectly clean house. Writing perfect posts. While she simultaneously runs her own business from home. Milks the cows every morning. Picks fresh vegetables from the garden for dinner. And bakes … all kinds of bakie things all day in between rushing said perfect children to all of the most perfect activities.
I’m not so different from her.
I can multi task too.
I can wipe a snotty Thing 5 nose while taming a Thing 4~gone~wild, filling a sippy cup from a gallon of milk bought at Sweetbay, listening to a chattering Thing 3 AND making the appropriate mmmhhhmmm sounds at all of the right places, silencing an argument over ~whatever~Thing 1~&~Thing 2~are~currently~bickering~about with just a look, finding the biggest Thing of them all boxers & a towel so he can take a shower because he can never seem to find them even though they are always in the same place, all at the same time. At which time I am also burning dinner & not baking anything.
How’s that for talent?
I think I’ve just had an epiphanot. Okay not really. But I do think I’m addicted to that site. & I really really like that word. Aaaand I just wanted to use it.
If you happen to see that other mom, let me know. I’m hoping she will show up one day to help me with my laundry.
Sometimes I think I shouldn’t be hatin on the laundry so much. But then I look at the overflowing hampers and … well… it’s just not loveable.
Oh and speaking of snotty noses. Or just snot in general. For the record. Rebecca, the much anticipated answer to your question ~ apparently I am *indeedy the queen of snotland and I am so feelin it this week. But don’t worry ~ my crown is not made of the ordinary paper & crayon variety, but instead appears to be made from a nice cheeto/drool paste.
You’ve been on pins & needles just waiting to hear that haven’t you. SO happy to provide you with the visual. Don’t thank me. It’s what I do.
Okay, my neice sent that to me. It’s a friend of hers. And he’s not, by the way. Just in case it wasn’t clear. But they really do think he is. It’s so disturbing that I actually laughed myself to tears. There is something seriously WRONG with that. And obviously with me. I’m still cracking up.
In all truthiness, you laughed too didn’t you?
- 1. You are a very talented mommy.
2. If you find that perfect mom don’t send her my way. After she left I’d feel like a complete failure.
3. Yay! You have a crown!
4.Oh man, I was crackin up. That video was fun-ny.
5. I’m glad he has a sense of humor to deal with his family’s opinion. - I never considered the failure I’d feel like when she left. Thanks Becca. Now I have to do my own laundry.
To show you that I hold no grudges … YOU can borrow my crown anytime you want
- HAHAHAHAHAA !!
You put bo on there !
That`s hilarious .
It`s on my myspace btw .
So i listen to it every day :]I love it . And him :] AND YOU !
- Those perfect moms just get me everytime. I’d love to have that perfectly clean house, but by the time I get home from work, the only thing I can do is eat supper, feed my son and get him ready for bed. Then I’m pooped. I have a ton of laundry that every now and a blue moon I can get control of – sorta…..
- Leanne ~ I know mee tooooo. except the kids are the work. but I feel ya on the laundry.
Brit I love u TOO.
- she is gorgeous!! Great pic!!
- What a great photo. It would make a fantastic scrapbook page.
- She is adorable.. I cant tell if she is confused or a bit mad
- What a little diva! She’s a beauty!
- LOL that pic was taken after 2 days of disney when we were about to go home ~ so she was probably both:)
- lol, i’m a deLurker now I guess.
Look at that face!
Jadyn’s just starting to make those!
A mystery is a reality whose existence we can perceive, but whose inner workings we cannot understand. Einstein.
That quote has absolutey nothing to do with this post by the way. I just liked it. So I stuck it up there. For no reason at all.
What’s that?
Oh you like it too?
I knew you would.
That’s why I put it up there.
Just for you.
Bet you thought I had some deep, profound & wise thing going on here huh? Nope. Not so much. But that’s okay. You can still think that. If it makes you feel better.
You know who is pretty deep, profound & wise? Melanie Faith. You should go check her out. She’s good people. And she’s challenged me to Get Some Goals! Ooooh. That hurts a little. lol.
You know what that means. Right? Can ya guess? Can ya? Oh. Really. You can. I’m that predictable hmmm? Well. Now you sound like the biggest Thing of them all. Did I mention that one of him is *more than enough? (j/k I love you indeezy baby
And as for you, just read the dang list anyway okay?
You might as well. You’ve already gotten this far….
the top 5 to 10 goals that you gotta’ get so that you can truly say you have achieved your wildest dreams in life.
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One of my truly wildest dreams….
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is to be able to *tinkle…..
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all by myself….
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without being followed…..
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interrogated….
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or otherwise interrupted by loud crashes and bangs and clunks and ‘Mommy Thing 2 is trying to climb out the window again” s. Causing me to perform a feat that would challenge even ‘Mighty Mom’ herself…. …..
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stop mid~tinkle.
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After having 5 children.
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That’s pure superhero type stuff there.
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But I have no clue how to make that happen.
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Or I would already be enjoying that *tinkle freedom.
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Goal 1 ~ Find someone who knows.
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Another of my wildest dreams
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is to get out of the house
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into the truck
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and further than the entraceway
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before hearing the words
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“Mommy I can’t hold it”
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after I asked each & every one of them.
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3 times.
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And made them try anyway.
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Because I knew what was going to happen.
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So you see,
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I’ve covered all of my bases.
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And again I have no clue how to make that happen.
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Which brings me to
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Goal 2 ~ Find someone who knows.
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My absolute wildest dream ….
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is to never have to do laundry
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ever again.
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Eve really screwed us with that whole apple thing.
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Really.
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If it weren’t for her
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There would be NO laundry
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We would all be nakie
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& not even knowing it.
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But since it’s not a perfect world
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I’ll just keep my clothes on
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Thank you very much.
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It’s better that way.
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Really.
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For all of us.
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Unfortunately I can’t go back
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to the garden
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and warn her.
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So I have no clue how to fix it.
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And there we have
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Goal 3 ~ Find someone who knows.
And there it is. Okay, so I obviously dont have very lofty aspirations. No hall of fame for me.
But it is what it is.
My wildest dreams come true in finding contentment in what is already in my path.
My biggest goals are attained by just making the most of the life I have.
Well, that & maybe learning from someone who knows! Cause I sure as heck don’t
But maybe some of these girlies have a clue….
I’m passing the buck to ya’ll. Now you’ve ‘Gotta Get Goals’.
5 Comments:
- I love your list. Tinkle freedom? I think I heard somewhere that comes when they start leaving the house? I was thinking of something that included no laundry so if you find that someone who knows let me know k? k.
- Interesting list. I’m still thinking of mine. Gotta give it a lot of thought. Will let you know when I’ve posted!
Diane - Yeah … it might be a while before i can post a list … haha gotta think about that one :]
besides … i can`t tag anyone cause you`re the only one who reads mine … :[
- Got it posted – enjoy!
Blessings ~ Diane - I’ve been by a couple times in the last few days just to read your posts… I’ve been bad about commenting. Just not enough TIME!
I need more time for this one, I think… I’m workin’ on it, though
)
Thing 3: Mommy I can’t remember. Why did Jesus die on the cross for our sins?
Mommy: Because He loves us SO much.
Thing 3: Oh Ya.
LONG thoughtful pause: But I really don’t remember that day.
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- Thing 3 is very cute. I look forward to conversations like that with my kids. For now I get “church, jesus, friend, toys?” oh and “amen”. It’s still fun.
- lol that sounds like Elijah. Amens are good too
- OK, how precious is that?
- That’s great! Children are sooo…inquisitive and they say such funny things!
On another note…I left a comment on my other blog about my post on getting ready for company and I also thought I would pop over here to give you the link for the comment that I wrote on another blog…it explains things…
http://me-mama.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-i-hate-perfectionism.html
If this url address is too squished, you can read my response to your comment at my blog.
Blessings!
Heather - She is wayyyy too cute !
lol :] - That is adorable. She’s a cutie!
I’ve been trying this new thing lately. Being quiet. Think before I speak, if you will. I know. I should already know how to do this. I’m sure I’ve learned this before at some point in my life. But I just don’t think the lesson took. Obviously. Or I woudn’t be *practicing the art of keeping my mouth shut. Right now. Probably at this very moment.
And ya know what??? It’s freakin HARD to do sometimes. *Especially when I think I’m right. Or righteous. Since I’ve been keeping my thoughts to myself, they’re overloading my brain. I barely have time to register 1 thought before the next one comes popping along, rudely interrupting like there was nothing there already.
So guess what? It’s your lucky day! If you like random, unorganized, momble jomble. I won’t be offended if you don’t. Really. Not even a little bit. That does mean that it’s not~so~much your lucky day. But these thoughts have to go somewhere. So..either way, here’s some random truthiness.
- If you’ve never been here before, you might not know that I’m a compulsive listmaker.
- Unless it’s just that obvious.
- I think I’ve finally figured out why I like lists SO much.
- They surface clean my brain.
- & they somehow make even the utterest of chaos look neat & organized.
- You know how I feel about surface cleaning.
- In a perfect world, if I made a list of every single piece of clothing my children have gotten dirty this week if it would *magically clean itself.
- Have ya noticed it’s not a perfect world?
- Guess that means I should get on that laundry a little quicker.
- So I’ll save that list for another day.
- I know.
- It’s devestating.
- I know you’re tearing up right now at just the mere thought of not seeing that list.
- Me too.
- You should be careful what you name your children.
- Has anyone ever told you that your child’s name determines what kind of person they will be.
- They lied.
- My sister wanted to name her youngest daughter Harley.
- I don’t know why.
- My mom (hers too) told her she would be a hellion with a name like that.
- So they named her Rebecca Lynn.
- Such a sweet name.
- Thing 2 cracks me up.
- I think it’s because she’s ALOT like me.
- I tend to crack me up too.
- Someone has to amuse me.
- It might as well be myself.
- Thing 1 *9b did something earlier.
- I don’t remember what.
- But I said ‘ Thing 1 I don’t find that humorous at ALL.’
- Thing 2 *6g ~ in her little girl princess~like little~girl~way ~ says
- ‘Not even a little bit!’
- Do you consider yourself a quiverful mom?
- I do.
- As far as quivers go, mine feels pretty full sometimes.
- But I like the organized chaos of it.
- What I did not know was that there is an entire MOVEMENT.
- What exactly is the movement for?
- And where is it going?
- Why do we take 1 little part of what we are supposed to be about
- and let that define us.
- Why are we so intent on trying to make our mark on the world
- that we forget to leave his imprint in the world.
- I had a conversation once.
- I’ve had a conversation more than once.
- But I had this *particular conversation once
- A girl I had just met was asking me what I do.
- As in, for a living.
- When I told her I was a sahm of 5
- and a homeschooler
- she got this really confused look on her face
- And asked if she could ask me a personal question
- Sure.
- why not.
- we’re used to it right?
- But then she proceeded to ask
- somewhat bashfully and embarrassed,
- ‘How do you give them all a bath? I mean, how does that work?’
- I promise.
- That is what she asked me.
- And just when I thought I’d heard it all
Okay, for those of you who actually made it through that list and are still reading waaay down here, I know you’ve had your Most~bizzare~thing~I’ve~ever~heard & the~absolute~last~thing~I~expected~to~hear Moments. GO post about it right now and then leave me a comment so I can go read it.
I really can’t believe you’re still here. Amazed really. Even the biggest Thing of them all glanced over and said ‘uh baby, that’s a really looong list. And he KNOWS I’m all about the list. So, umm.. great job! You deserve some kind of reward for that endurance. Let me see what I can find for ya.
3 Comments:
- 1. If making a list ever cleans your laundry, let me know.
2. I’d be right there with ya.
3. I think Rebecca Lynn is a pretty sweet name too
4. Though, I heard plenty of “Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm?” growing up.
5. Never saw that movie (Shirley Temple)
6. Don’t like ‘Becky’.
7. I still don’t know what the movement was and now I’m curious.
8. I’m glad you’ve had more than one conversation.
9. Did you tell confused girl that baths took too much time?
10. So you just hose them off in the backyard – saves on time & water?
11. If not you should next time someone asks you.
12. I’ll have to think of my “most bizarre thing I’ve heard moment”
13. Then I can post about it for you to read.
14. It’s on my list of things to do.
15. Ya know *that* list, the one that keeps growing.
16. I need to type up that list.
17. Is this a long comment list or what?
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19. Thought you’d appreciate it.
20. So, now I am craving cookies.
21. Is that supposed to be my reward for reading your post?
22. Great reward if I was close enough to drop by and enjoy some.
23. Guess I’ll have to settle for the Mocha Brownie Avalanche ice-cream in the freezer.
24. Now you want ice-cream huh?
25. If you were close enough to drop by I’d share with you.
26. Sorry.
27. I hope you have a good day.
28. See you on the blog later.
29. I should do some more work on the house.
30. First, I’ll go make that list.
31. Maybe the list will complete the work for me… - ROFL I *most definently appreciate the list comment. You crack me up girl Oh and thanks for the ice cream craving now. You should be a better sharer…
- LMAOOO !
Heather i love you .
That was so OCD but it`s all good !lol
Would you think me a horrible mother if I told you that the REAL reason I cover my face when my children are saying thier prayers is because I don’t want them to see me laughing? This one child in particular cracks me up. I know, it’s just plain wrong. You’re going to laugh too. Then we’ll both be wrong.
Thing 2(6yog): “And Dear Lord please forgive us for all of the things we did and said that were not good today, and please forgive us for all of the bad things that we are about to do.”
(Does this mean she’s planning in advance?)
Thing 2 ” Please God make me beautiful in You because I so LOVE being pretty.”
Thing 2 “Jesus please bless my aunt Tina and help her not to be sad and help her to find a new racecar boyfriend who makes her happy. And please give her lots of princess dresses, *and me too, because pretty dresses make everyone SO happy. Especially meee.”
(But not so much her Aunt Tina ~ who would rather take 6 kids under 10 to chuckee cheese by herself than wear a ‘pretty princess dress. Have you ever tried to do that? Definently NOT something I would recommend. Ever. As in..to infinity and beyond NEVER. Just so you know how strongly I feel about this issue. Did I mention the word never yet? Okay, had to make sure.)
My sister doesn’t have a ‘racecar’ boyfriend. In case the suspense is killing you. He drives an RX7. I think. I can’t really remember. I know that it’s yellow. ish. Or maybe gold. Although.. he does resemble Jeff Gordon. But he’s good people so we try to overlook that. He is NOT a Gordon fan. That helps. SHE is. I guess that helps too. Well, it helps him anyway.
I think it’s awesome that my children are just themselves before God. No pretenses. Just what’s in their true heart. The honesty in it just makes it that much sweeter. But I bet He’s laughin too:)
- That is way too cute! I often find myself trying to supress a giggle when my little ones are praying too, especially my two-year-old! (In fact, I was just thinking this morning how I wanted to write a post on this very thing!)
Anyway, I have enjoyed reading your very witty posts… I have laughed and found myself wondering how we could have such similar lives and experiences. Must be the fact that we both have lots of little ones, we homeschool and we LOVE it!!
Blessings,
YoungMommy - Noah, my 3 year old son, when he prays, always says. “And God, thank you for the girls, the babies, and the ladies”….can you tell he’s our little flirt. But you’re right, it’s such a blessing to see their innocense before our Heavenly Father. So happy to hear you’re training them right!
- That is so great. My son (2yr) just started trying to say his own prayers, nothing is really understandable except “Jesus” and “Amen” but it’s still cute. My favorite thing is how he wants to pray whenever, not just before meals, and he includes his 6 month old sister in on it too.
I think I’ve become ‘that mom’. No, not that mom, the other one. You know, the mom whose mind has completely evaporated to the point that she can’t remember her child’s name until she gets to it as she goes down the list. I’ve caught myself doing that SO many times lately.
One of my~little~blessings in disguise, will do something they aren’t supposed to do (did I mention that they’re not perfect either?) and I will start to call ‘em on it, and then I caaaalllll the wrong name. That’s when the list starts. And by the time I get it right, I am either (a.) feeling SO guilty (& more stupid than I care to admit) for not knowing my own child’s name that I can’t bring myself to continue or (b.) walking out of the room looking stern but really trying not to totally lose it because they cannot contain the amusement that they get from watching mommy act insane. It’s a very effective discipline method, if you haven’t guessed. . Maybe I can use it somehow to create a new *style of parenting and make millions. Whadd’ya think? (that word looks weird to me, but I like it anyway)
“What can we do?”, you ask. Don’t ask me, I have no brain left remember? But you better start thinking quick because you could lose yours at any time too!!
It’s Okay. You can rest easy. No need to stay up all night stressing about it. I think I’ve come up with a solution.
I must end the disillusion of my insanity…. ( Which translated roughly means: yes I’m quite aware that I have lost it ~ whatever it was to begin with ~ I can’t really remember anymore exactly what it was ~ but we are going to pretend that I haven’t. Someone who doesn’t know me might come along and read this, and want to think that I still have it. And we don’t want to scare them off. So be a nice bloggyreader and just play along. *I’ll pay you later* )
….I am going to give them all the same name. That way, I can never get it wrong. And more importantly, I will look sane.
I know how important it is for children to have their own individual identities. So, I’ll give them different middle names. And while I’m at it, I might as well change my Love’s name too. I don’t want him to feel left out or anything.
On second thought, maybe I will call them out by name. Thing 1 and Thing 2, Thing 3 and Thing 4, Thing 5 and the biggest Thing of them all.
Do you remember Romper Room? Sometimes it seems as if I’m in an episode of, like, Romper Room Gone Wild or something. Do you ever feel like that? Maybe it’s just me.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we had that Average~2.5 kids~2 income~house in the suburbs with a picket fence and a dog that doesn’t… relieve itself on the hardwood floors~American Dream kind of life.
Would I have *perfect hair? And manicured nails? Oooohhhh, I would definently pay someone ELSE to spray all of that SHOUT on the stains in the laundry. (SHOUT really works ya know. Just in case you were wondering. That is why you come here.. isn’t it? For all of the great laundry tips:)
Sometimes, I use an entire bottle of SHOUT on 1 load of laundry. Fascinating right? I know, that’s why I’m telling you. You don’t have to thank me.
We don’t, by the way. Have that life that is. Not even a little bit on a good day. Double the kids. Split the income in half. The dog, well… we gave up on pets when a~certain~little~girl~who~was~3 (but is no longer) decided to try and help her cute little pet chickie escape from the cage. According to her, little chickie stuck his head out of the bars and asked her to help him out. By his head unfortunately. It wasn’t pretty. Yes, we were all scarred, but we try not to think about it. Don’t worry. After 3 yrs of therapy we can now eat chicken again.
My hair… is not quite perfect. Okay it’s nowhere near perfect, but if it makes you feel better to think that it might be close, then go right ahead! It surely does make me feel better:) But I’ll be honest and admit that my most used hair accessories include a scrunchee (the fact that if a scrunchee isn’t available a pencil can also be used is just more proof that I keep up with all of the latest fashions from Vogue. ) OH and there’s this AWESOME hair product I use. If you’ve never tried it then you’re definently missing out. It’s called D.R.O.O.L. Made from pure baby slobber. Great stuff. Really.
But then I remember that in order to have that life I would have to give up 2.5 of my children. How could I make my child go through life with only half of thier body? And which half would I choose? The right, the left. The top, the bottom.
The truth is, as CRAAAZZYYYY as they make me sometimes, I couldn’t really give any of them up. Even for that oh~so~wanted laundry person.
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Can ya blame me???
Enjoy yours tonight!
- I LOVE IT!! Makes me want to go have another baby right now, okay maybe not exactly right now but again. I just recently discovered stain remover, well the benefit of actually using them anyway. Can’t remember which one I bought though. Oh and if you did have to choose a half I hope you would choose the top because legs just walking around would be a little creepy.
- P.S. I really like your new template – makes me want to change mine again but I’m not even gonna go there.
- ROFL i wasn’t going to change it but…it was a CHOCOLATE beach. I had to.
I think you’re right about the top half. No more DIAPERS wooohoooo.
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hehe :]