Two words . . . The Office.
I just can't get enough!
Nov 8, 2008
Oct 24, 2008
I Supah-Man! To res-cue!
Once again, it's time to pull out the old costumes and try to figure out what we will be for Halloween this year (My kids favorite holiday because they actually get to consume an obscene amount of candy. Yea, the day after is going to be a BLAST!). These try-out pics just make me giggle every time.
Zoe ran through the house with her hands in front of her yelling, "Supah-Man, to wes-cue!"
Wow, I have Buff kids!!
Zoe ran through the house with her hands in front of her yelling, "Supah-Man, to wes-cue!"
Wow, I have Buff kids!!
Notice anything different?
Okay friends, I know I've been A.W.O.L for a Looooooong time. I've been a bit busy to say the least (I know, "Wah! Wah! Wah! Somebody call the Wah-mbulance!"). But not all of it was bad business. Can you tell what was awesome about my October???? (Is anybody out there still even checking this pathetic blog anymore? Oh well.)
Sep 5, 2008
Woo Hoo! Finally a new post!! (a.k.a. Heard in the Trenches)
Aiden was clicking a pen over and over again . . . Click-click, click-click, click-click. . . . He stops and looks at me, "Mom, am I going to waste all of the gas out of this pen?"
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Zoe: (speaking to Grandma on the phone) "Bolbi, Nonah go skoo." (Kolbi and Jonah are going to school).
Grandma: "Are you going to play nice with Aiden while they're at school?"
Zoe: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Dat's funny!"
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We heard the song on the radio that says, "it's to late to apologize." (Apologize by Timbaland) I guess it got stuck in Jonah's head. Later he gathered the kids for an impromptu concert where he stood up on the plastic play table and, in his best operatic voice, began singing, "It's too late to college eyes!"
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Aiden was making a lot of noise digging through the toys in the other room. Zoe walks in and says, "A heck a do-een Aiden?!" Then she returned to me and stated, "I heck-een a Aiden" (I'm hecking at Aiden)
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Aiden: (Struggling against getting his face washed after a meal) "Mom! If you put this water on people's faces it makes them die!"
Me: (Exasperated) "Well, it was nice knowing you."
Aiden: (shocked enough to hold still) "You'd let me die!?"
Me: (finally wiping him clean) "But I would miss you very much dear."
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I have for some time suspected that my children lie in wait for the moment when nature calls to me so they can get into trouble. I had this suspicion confirmed when I witnessed the children huddling and speaking in hushed tones. Aiden broke from the group and asks me, "Mom, could you go to the bathroom for a few minutes so we can do something?"
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Aiden found a little light and began performing impromptu medical exams on us.
Aiden: "Mom, let me see in your ear. Closer. Closer. Clooosser. (sticks his light firmly into my ear.) Oh, your a little crumby in your ear."
To Chris: "Open your mouth. (peeks in) Oh no! you have a little tooth behind your lungs! (we all laugh) I'm serious!"
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Jonah: (Out of the blue) "Mom, which would you choose? Getting stung by a bee or wasp, oooorr . . . getting . . . your arm cut off?"
Me: (smiling) "I'd definitely have to go with the bee sting."
Jonah: "Oh. Ok." (walks away)
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Aiden: "Mom, see this dot right here on my arm? That's called a frickle."
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Zoe: (speaking to Grandma on the phone) "Bolbi, Nonah go skoo." (Kolbi and Jonah are going to school).
Grandma: "Are you going to play nice with Aiden while they're at school?"
Zoe: "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Dat's funny!"
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We heard the song on the radio that says, "it's to late to apologize." (Apologize by Timbaland) I guess it got stuck in Jonah's head. Later he gathered the kids for an impromptu concert where he stood up on the plastic play table and, in his best operatic voice, began singing, "It's too late to college eyes!"
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Aiden was making a lot of noise digging through the toys in the other room. Zoe walks in and says, "A heck a do-een Aiden?!" Then she returned to me and stated, "I heck-een a Aiden" (I'm hecking at Aiden)
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Aiden: (Struggling against getting his face washed after a meal) "Mom! If you put this water on people's faces it makes them die!"
Me: (Exasperated) "Well, it was nice knowing you."
Aiden: (shocked enough to hold still) "You'd let me die!?"
Me: (finally wiping him clean) "But I would miss you very much dear."
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I have for some time suspected that my children lie in wait for the moment when nature calls to me so they can get into trouble. I had this suspicion confirmed when I witnessed the children huddling and speaking in hushed tones. Aiden broke from the group and asks me, "Mom, could you go to the bathroom for a few minutes so we can do something?"
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Aiden found a little light and began performing impromptu medical exams on us.
Aiden: "Mom, let me see in your ear. Closer. Closer. Clooosser. (sticks his light firmly into my ear.) Oh, your a little crumby in your ear."
To Chris: "Open your mouth. (peeks in) Oh no! you have a little tooth behind your lungs! (we all laugh) I'm serious!"
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Jonah: (Out of the blue) "Mom, which would you choose? Getting stung by a bee or wasp, oooorr . . . getting . . . your arm cut off?"
Me: (smiling) "I'd definitely have to go with the bee sting."
Jonah: "Oh. Ok." (walks away)
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Aiden: "Mom, see this dot right here on my arm? That's called a frickle."
Aug 5, 2008
How to be a mean mother
Chris found this in the form of a framed picture for me. . . My kids have been calling me "mean" lately. Now I take it as a compliment.
How to be a MEAN MOTHER
A mean mother never allows candy or sweets to take the place of a well-balanced meal.
A mean mother insists on knowing where her children are at all times, who their friends are and what they do.
A mean mother breaks the child labor law by making her children work--washing dishes, making beds, learning to cook, and doing other cruel and unpleasant chores.
A mean mother makes life miserable for her offspring by insisting that they always tell the truth
A mean mother produces teenagers who are wiser and more sensible.
A mean mother can smile with secret delight and pride when she hears her own grandchildren call their parents "mean". What the world needs now is more mean mothers!
How to be a MEAN MOTHER
A mean mother never allows candy or sweets to take the place of a well-balanced meal.
A mean mother insists on knowing where her children are at all times, who their friends are and what they do.
A mean mother breaks the child labor law by making her children work--washing dishes, making beds, learning to cook, and doing other cruel and unpleasant chores.
A mean mother makes life miserable for her offspring by insisting that they always tell the truth
A mean mother produces teenagers who are wiser and more sensible.
A mean mother can smile with secret delight and pride when she hears her own grandchildren call their parents "mean". What the world needs now is more mean mothers!
Jul 9, 2008
Celebrate good times, Come on!
Independence day was a grand celebration all around. We trekked on up to Tulsa again and celebrated with Chris's family. Hang on tight . . . here come the pictures! Lots of them!
Aiden celebrated his 4th birthday (appropriately on the 4th of July ~ What other day would be more perfect for my little Spitfire!).
Chris's dad (a.k.a. "Pop") is a major Pyromaniac. He looks forward to, and stocks up on fireworks all year in anticipation of the 4th of July when he can let them all loose. It was a grand display of pyro-technics (the pictures certainly don't do it justice).
Cousin Bennett wasn't so sure about the noise!
Kolbi and little Miss Jaidyn (another way-fun cousin)
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Aiden recieved a sweet Transformers fishing pole for his birthday. Apparently it's magic, because this little man caught 8 fish with it in an hour! Those fish just kept snapping up his bait the second it touched the water!
Kolbi came in a close second with 4 fish.
Pop caught one whopper! (in his defense, he did spend the entire time baiting hooks with little time to actually fish himself ~ way to sacrifice for the grandkids Pop!)
Aunt Sandra getting in on the fishing action (see, she's got her game face on).
Mimi spent her time entertaining the Zoe and Jaidyn (Both of whom were completely fascinated with picking up, and stepping in the bait.)
I don't have a picture of it, but, after watching the minnows being speared onto a hook as bait, Jonah retreated to the folding chairs clutching his stomach and suppressing the hurls. Yeah, I think he had the most fun fishing!
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To beat the heat while we were there, we hit a local splash park. The kids had a blast! I got some fun pictures too.
Zoe thought the whole thing was her personal water fountain, we even caught her licking the grate where all of the water goes. Nasty! She's going to have stellar immunities I tell ya!
Aiden starting the water up again
And here's my favorite shot . . . proof that Chris is actually a super hero. Can you guess why?
Here's a hint . . . look at his feet.
I've been saying for years the he could fly, but no one believed me. I'm selling this lovely bit o' evidence to the highest bidder.
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To but it mildly, we had a wonderful time! Who could not love good food, fireworks, fish, birthday celebrations, flying, and lots of water all packed into a weekend? Thanks again Mimi and Pop for the good times!
Aiden celebrated his 4th birthday (appropriately on the 4th of July ~ What other day would be more perfect for my little Spitfire!).
Chris's dad (a.k.a. "Pop") is a major Pyromaniac. He looks forward to, and stocks up on fireworks all year in anticipation of the 4th of July when he can let them all loose. It was a grand display of pyro-technics (the pictures certainly don't do it justice).
Cousin Bennett wasn't so sure about the noise!
Kolbi and little Miss Jaidyn (another way-fun cousin)-------------------------------------------------------------
Aiden recieved a sweet Transformers fishing pole for his birthday. Apparently it's magic, because this little man caught 8 fish with it in an hour! Those fish just kept snapping up his bait the second it touched the water!
Kolbi came in a close second with 4 fish.
Pop caught one whopper! (in his defense, he did spend the entire time baiting hooks with little time to actually fish himself ~ way to sacrifice for the grandkids Pop!)
Aunt Sandra getting in on the fishing action (see, she's got her game face on).
Mimi spent her time entertaining the Zoe and Jaidyn (Both of whom were completely fascinated with picking up, and stepping in the bait.)
I don't have a picture of it, but, after watching the minnows being speared onto a hook as bait, Jonah retreated to the folding chairs clutching his stomach and suppressing the hurls. Yeah, I think he had the most fun fishing!
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To beat the heat while we were there, we hit a local splash park. The kids had a blast! I got some fun pictures too.
Zoe thought the whole thing was her personal water fountain, we even caught her licking the grate where all of the water goes. Nasty! She's going to have stellar immunities I tell ya!
Aiden starting the water up again
And here's my favorite shot . . . proof that Chris is actually a super hero. Can you guess why?
Here's a hint . . . look at his feet.
I've been saying for years the he could fly, but no one believed me. I'm selling this lovely bit o' evidence to the highest bidder.-------------------------------------------------------
To but it mildly, we had a wonderful time! Who could not love good food, fireworks, fish, birthday celebrations, flying, and lots of water all packed into a weekend? Thanks again Mimi and Pop for the good times!
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