Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Best Part.


Today was a pretty rotten day. Nothing too out of the ordinary or alarm worthy, but annoying and rather bland and even ugly at times: full of lots of missed potential. It was just a bad day.

I'm forgiving myself for it.

However, it did end on a high note when Lily ran over and hugged London from behind before bed. London turned around and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I heard her whisper,

"We are best fweinds."

It's little messages like these that make me think Heavenly Father must be aware of my day (and my pleas with Him to help me get through it gracefully). With what feels like a pat on the back and smile He reminds me....along with Miss Scarlett....


tomorrow is another day.





















Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Go see this.



Still on a glorious semi-hiatus from all things computer for a few weeks. I need to continue for a bit longer. Doing a bit of spring cleaning in my life, internal and external (just cleaned out under our master bed last week - and words cannot begin to describe the horror).

But I still can't resist regularly popping in and checking out the latest here:



Go see for yourself. A handful of mothers are featuring their favorite books that also inspired their entirely handmade outfits for their children. To die for. The outfits, the books, the chubby little cherub children (Make sure to look at Rubyellen of Cakies...what a darling little bunch).

There is no way in heavens above I will ever do anything like it. I have not the time, interest, or patience, but oh boy it is fun to see. I admire these talents of a bygone era, and am so glad to see some sistas keeping it alive and real.
We are quite amazing creatures, us motherwomen....aren't we?



Later folks.













Friday, March 11, 2011

No Picture. Why bother reading...?


Really quick before I head off to bed,

This week has been a bit of a blur. This past month has been a blur...things will hopefully be slowing down soon, or at least I'll manage to reattach this head of mine to my shoulders. My children have been fed more fast food than I care to mention. And I'm really, rrrrreally hoping that I'll get the camera I'm pining over for my birthday next month....

But camera or no camera, my kids are still record worthy.

Tonight Tyler arrived home from an out of town business trip (bleh). He sneaked in to kiss our sleeping girls. Lily didn't budge, deep in slumber. London groggily responded,

"AAAA Dad! Stop kishin' me!"

Tyler asked if he could at least hug her.

"Yeah, you can gib me a hug."

He hugged her and proceeded out of the room, to which she called out:

"Dad, I juss cut my hawr (hair) las night and pee'd my panties."

(All true.)

He acknowledged her plight, reassured her it would all be okay, and pleaded one more time for a kiss.

"Okay, kish me hewe (here)."....pointing to her cheek.


That girl.


I love that she calls her baby dolls her "feeharts" (sweethearts), and as of late believes the naughtiest thing she can say is "schtinky booty butt" (she calls Lily it daily, followed by an incessant giggle). Oh yeah, and when she's angry with me she always threatens that she's "not my Mom anymore!"

"I know you're not my Mom. I'm YOUR Mom."

"No!!!!! I nacho your Mom anymow!"

"I know you're not my Mom. I'm YOUR Mom."

"No! I nacho Mom anymow!"

Ad infinitum.



I hope she'll always be this funny.



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Stay tuned: good stuff ahead.....

Sarah's Bridal Shower
coming up next.


Guess who's in charge of decor?!!