What do you get when you combine one dead bird, a pot holder, a rock, a Nerf gun bullet, a plastic star embellishment from a bike, and 3 seven-year-old girls??? A very touching memorial. With a memorial song. And we have video. Soon, my friends... SOON. And yes, the...
LAST WEEK... I went outside in my socks. I. KNOW! I'm gonna be even real-er... IT WASN'T MY FIRST TIME! I am a repeat offender. Also... I wore this to the bus stop AND to school drop-off on Thursday: And when I wake-up, the left side of my hair does this... this...
A recipe for Balloon Bouquet Disaster... Fill 5 pink balloons with helium. Tie 5 helium-filled pink balloons to little metal doo-hickey on minivan backseat headrest. Drive with windows down.... because it is a nice day. Yield: 5 tangled helium-filled balloons forever...
Raise your hand if you tore your clothes like they used to in Biblical days when you heard Picnik was closing shop. *waves hand wildly* But friends! tear your clothing no more! Have you met PicMonkey??? First off, I have no relationship with PicMonkey... I am just a...
I would say if I am consistent at anything... I am consistent at flopping when it comes to motherhood. I wouldn't say I am a BAD mom. I just... I KNOW ME. I HAVE ROOM TO GROW. A LOT OF ROOM. I am impatient. I have high expectations. I am short-tempered. I get cranky....
There we were... eating our dinner of bbq'd pork chops, grilled asparagus and red peppers, and noodles. Fried in butter. Topped with parmesan. Yes. We were engaging in our usual banter, "Your Mom..." "YOUR MOM..." Which is especially funny when I say, "YOUR MOM!" to...
My kids. They are not unlike any other kid around... What with their lust for fun, pools, and all things colorful. Like moths to light. Hey. Wait. That's not one of my kids! THAT'S ME! I'M JUST LIKE ARIEL! Aaaaaanywho... Why am I acting like a mermaid out of water???...
Sleepovers have become a thorn in my parental-side. (the BEST sleepover, right here!) Not actually HAVING them... but letting my children GO to them. Or NOT. And considering what has come to light with politician Michael Gardner... I just want to add my 2 cents about...
So. One night recently... I remembered (a special thanks goes out a particularly fierce tummy growl) I had gone to Trader Joe's and bought a box of Jo Jo's. FOR EATING. Unrelated, never go shopping hungry. *eyes go wild* Aaaanywho. The box sat in my pantry... unopened...
You know when you are going through a week and you know it's busy, but then you sit down on Sunday night and upload an insane amount of pictures *raises fist to recent discover of the SPORTS setting on camera* and you realize... WOW. That WAS a week. Or two. Because...
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