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Ryan cracks me up.  Daily I think.  Sometimes they are just down right hilarious and sometimes they leave me shaking my head and biting my tongue so I won't burst into childish fits of laughter.  Here are some examples of my funny boy. While doing his Valentine's cards (Iron Man) he wanted to know if he could use some of his sister's Shrek ones for all of his "Lady Friends" because they would like that more than Iron Man.  While getting ready for school the other day, he wanted to know if he could wear two shirts.  Yes, two!  Because his friend does.  His other argument..."It's not like it's dangerous."  You have to love his logic! Last Friday, after Zumba I went to my mom's for lunch.  This is normal.  Rich picked me up on his way home from work.  Also normal.  He was a little late so I didn't have to time to shower before picking up the kids.  Upon getting home, Ryan wanted a juice bottle.  I told him he cou...

It doesn't matter what our children do, it's going to cost us money.  And since my daughter is all about acting, I support her no matter what.  She is also in choir.  That one hasn't cost us a whole lot...yet...but it costs money.  Most recently, the choirs and drama put together "A Night on Broadway." Kristin's choir did, "A Hard Knock Life" from "Little Orphan Annie."  The teacher wanted the girls to look the part.  I think he needed to tell them to google orphans of Annie.... Most of them looked more like they were cleaning the house rather than orphans from the 1930's.  Now for the most authentic... First, I bought a (very sturdy) romper at the thrift store and we ripped it. I sewed some patches on it.  Then the next day we.... dragged it on the ground Rubbed it in the dirt, and rocks--this thing was TOUGH Jumped on it Beat it Even rode a bike over it!! And what did the finished product look like? We...

My morning has been rough!  Let's just say I am glad Ryan still needs Good Night's as a very unusual thing happened in his sleep.  My oatmeal exploded. Emily woke up feeling sick to her stomach.  Awesome.  I fix myself some regular cereal since I don't feel much like oatmeal anymore anyway.  And check my latest Facebook notifications as I do every morning often do.  And there is a notice on a picture of Kristin's.  I had commented on it, so of course I get to see all comments.  Plus hey, I am her friend yo!  She is pictured with her friend who is being transferred to another school.  It was his last day.  (I cut him out for privacy) Some so called friend made the remark that she looked like a drug addict. Didn't even spell it right!  Oh no he didn't!  I now understand why moms go off! And just snap!  It clicked.  In that single moment of time.  I was ready to strike.  But then it hit me.  As...

A mother knows what true sleep deprivation is.  It begins at conception with the frequent trips to the bathroom during the night.  Luckily, in the beginning you are usually able to go right back to sleep.  Which is good because your body is exhausted.  By the end of the pregnancy, you wake at every turn, pee every 5 minutes and just want the kid out so you can sleep.  But the last laugh is on you.  You will never sleep again.  At least not for the next year.  Or however long you plan to continue to have babies.  So as a mother, when the occasional night of restless sleep happens we can blow it off and say, "I can swing this." But there's the catch...you can't. You are older, you don't have one child you have more than one.  They are growing.  Causing you worry.  Fighting over dumb stuff.  Making messes.  Being noisy.  Asking for a snack for the third time in an hour.  You have errands to run, a week to p...

I am playing bad news...good news....and while I am at it... I am linking up with my bloggy friend Grumpy Grateful Mom.  Bad News:  I have an ear infection.  My ears are ringing like crazy.  I now understand why babies cry so much.  It hurts! Good news:  Medicine.  I have it.  I also understand that it will get better.  The ringing should subside.  We hear with two frequencies.  Right now, I am hearing with only one which why they are ringing. Bad news:  Public schools are not free.  They are not cash cows.  They are given table scraps.  Good news:  When your kid is in a show and needs a costume that needs to be shabby.  Thrift stores are a life saver.  The choir is doing A night on Broadway and The Women's Ensemble is doing Hard Knock Life from Annie.  Well I made a killing at the thrift store.  I will be sharing pictures next week. Bad News:  Ryan was sick.  He mi...

When Kristin was about five or six years old, I taught her Primary class.  I think I have taught each one of my kids' Primary classes.  I digress.  I team taught with another gal.  The lesson that week was about "let your light so shine." and we used candles as an example.  Now, of course we didn't light them.  Safety first.  But we asked the children, what do you light candles for.  Expecting (and hoping) for answers like (so you can see) if the lights go out they will light your way...etc.  What does my child say?  "Sometimes if the house is stinky (aka the garbage) my mom lights a candle!"  Yeah thanks Kristin.  Out of the mouths of babes.  I am sure my face turned many shades of red that day. And what are your proud moments?  Past or present.  I am linking up with EmmyMom and KMama !

I am not a crafty person.  So when I make something I get very excited a little giddy.  So what have I been up too?  Well.... I had a couple of Mason jars and I was keeping pens and pencils in them.  I started thinking--yeah dangerous territory I know.  What can I do to make them more interesting?  Hmmmm.... Pinterest....Don't ya love that place?   I found a way to dye them, but it was kind of involved.  I like simple.  Mostly because I am.  So I bought some plain old Folk Art paint at Wally.  It was a whopping 99 cents.  And ribbon and floral rocks at the dollar tree.  That's right.  The whole project cost me $3.  Sweet. From the beginning.... Almost there....I also gave them a high gloss finish.  All done.  Nothing fancy.  I also made a Valentine's bouquet for my table.  Everything came from the dollar tree. Heart shaped doilies Floral rocks ribbon plastic vase flow...