Posts Tagged ‘Monday’
Good morning. It’s Monday. Mr. Baby woke me at 1 a.m. for no good reason. But he was crying so I gave him a sippy cup. Miss E woke me at 5:30 because she was scared. Mr. M woke me at 6:20 because the kitten was playing with his toes. I’m still not sure what [...]
A.) The people of Walmart aren’t nearly as interesting at 6:30a.m. That’s mostly because there are no people at Walmart at that un-Godly hour. 2.) Today is our first annual Water/Family activity day/Unbirthday Party. Our day includes anything and everything the kids could come up with including, but not limited to: Water balloons games, baking [...]
This week, for Monday Listicles, we were given a list of 10 questions to answer about ourselves. For better or worse, here are my answers. 1. What is your favorite word? Chicken butt. I don’t know. My kids have insulted friends by using that term of endearment. I am an awesome parent. 2. What is [...]
When I saw the topic for this week’s listicle, my first thought was, “I am SOOOO not going there.” But I’m gonna go there. It may be scary. You may need to run away and hide. You may have nightmares for weeks to come of your own high school hallways and tests you didn’t study [...]
Summer is rapidly coming to a close. The children have been back to school for a while now, but the weather has been gorgeous, almost allowing me to forget that fall is on the way. This summer has been super busy and quite memorable. So here’s ten things “Summer 2011″ before fall takes hold. 1. [...]
1. My chair. In the hospital, before I came home with baby boy, my husband asked me what I wanted for mother’s day. I told him that I wanted a really nice rocking chair. So, when I could still say how old baby boy was in hours, my husband took me shopping and let me [...]
1. My children are like Pig Pen from the old Peanuts cartoon strips. He’s the one with the cloud of dust and dirt following him everywhere. Only for my kids, it’s dust, dirt, paper, toys, and anything else they can drop on the floor. 2. Note to children: Your lack of desire to put your [...]
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