The picture is courtesy of Devri.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Two weeks of a blogging hiatus. (and surely more)
Two years of waiting.
Two man hands making dinner every night.
Two hundred dollars in groceries that dad can cook.
Two swollen and sore female body parts.
Two more months of puking to look forward to.
Two wishes for twins.
Too old for this.
Too long before he will touch me again.
And two HUGE shout outs for all your prayers.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Thursday, October 09, 2008
It's so nice to be thanked in such a worthy fashion as a blog entry. I have rarely been so flattered Ashley. I will make bread for you anytime. Especially if it means that you may gain a few pounds, so that I can feel justified in my dress size. he he
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
I am waiting for my cute hubby to start one too.
But for now I will just enjoy the fact that
my brother in law, Jordan, is jumping on board.
I can't blame him for wanting to join our world.
It's way more fun than that roller coaster ride.
His blog is by a SAHD...that would be Stay At Home Dad
for those of you new to this technology.
I don't know of one other stay at home dad, so I think you should check it out.
Even if it is just for the ESPN stats....oh c'mon ladies,
you know you can't live without those.
Sunday, October 05, 2008
So, you know where I will be if I quit blogging so much.
And you can hope all you want that I will be reading your blog
No matter how far you can stretch your imagination.
Friday, October 03, 2008
Here is an e-mail forward from my dear blogging buddy Sheila.
And the mom's advice for the day is to teach your slang straight.
The moral of the story. If you are going to say freakin, like me, make sure your kids know how to spell it.
You also need to make sure that they don't repeat the word in front of my mom. She thinks the word freakin is as bad as the real thing.
My five-year old students are learning to read.
Yesterday one of them pointed at a picture in a zoo book and said,
'Look at this! It's a frickin' elephant!'
I took a deep breath, then asked...'What did you call it?'
'It's a frickin' elephant! It says so on the picture!'
And so it does...
' A f r i c a n Elephant '
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Abigail's friend reported the conversation to her mother, who reported it to me. It's a good thing that Abigail's friend was already informed, if you know what I mean.
Abigail said pointing to the lingerie at the local Target: "Do you know what those little nighty things are for? They are for, you know, when, hmmm...hmmmm.hmmm. You can only dress immodestly like that for your husband when you get married."
The un-named friend who will stay anonymous was silent and stunned.
Abigail continued, "Yeah, my mom and dad have done that at least 98 or 100 times."
The friend's jaw then dropped - with some force, I should add.
Abigail unaware of the friend's shock, then made sure that her friend was informed completely, "If it would have worked every time, my mom and dad would have had 98 or 100 kids."
This is me. I'm taking a bow. Don't you think that our sex ed is getting through to our kids?
And, please don't tell you children that they aren't allowed to play with Abigail anymore. We have just taught her not to be embarassed about the topic.
I promise I will have a talk with her about what she is saying to other kids.
Or, if you are too scared to have the talk to your own children, feel free to send them Abigail's way. I think that she could do a very thorough job, maybe even better then you could do yourself.