Musings

Mommy Giggles

I think I may be the only mom in the universe that allow my older children to take magic markers to the face of my younger one. Caroline doesn’t seem to mind. Wasn’t she a cute alien last Halloween? This photo makes me laugh.

I was recently contacted by Heather Matthews from Mommy Giggles encouraging me to share a photo for their new blog. I was more than happy to oblige, but was disappointed in myself when I realized that I don’t have enough funny photos on my site. Stay tuned for more funny photos. I’ve got to up my game. I gave Heather several choices to choose from. Go here to see which one was chosen. Of course they had to choose the one that humiliates me instead of the ones that humiliate my kids.

Anyhow, I am going to be one of MommyGiggles most staunch followers because I think their blog has some real potential. Not only for their own monetization but for laughs for you and me. I encourage all of you to go and share your funniest pictures. I also encourage you all to start looking for more funny photo ops. We all know that us mommies can always use as many giggles as we can get.

God Bless America

land that I love.

Sister School

It’s the first day of school again and so it’s time to post an old photo and reflect on how time flies.

Here was the conversation at our house this morning.

Me: “Abigail, you’re in 5th grade now, things are gonna be different. If those boys tease you about your bra, then you just need to laugh at it. If you get all upset, they will just keep teasing you.”

Abigail: “I know mom, I already learned that with my sisters.”

Me: “Good. I don’t want you to be upset at school. Remember the way to know if a boy likes you is if he teases you or ignores you all together.”

Bella: “Wow, Abigail, you must love me because you tease me and ignore me.”

Man, I think I am going to like the kids going back to school. I feel awake at 8 am and am already getting my stuff done, including a blog post and making me shopping plan for the week.

I thought

A poem for my husband of 12 years

I thought that you were perfect.

I thought that you were bright.

I thought that you were so sweet.

I thought of you each night.

I thought you were too good.

I thought you were just grand.

I thought that I’d be lucky.

I thought to hold your hand.

I thought you felt so cozy.

I thought you made me melt.

I thought I wanted closer.

I thought it was love I felt.

I thought I’d be your wife.

I thought I was so blessed.

I thought I was so lucky.

I thought you were the best.

I thought I knew it all.

I thought I knew you through.

I thought you’d stay the same.

I thought only of you.

I thought I loved you different.

I thought I loved you new.

I thought I loved you more.

I thought I just loved you.

I thought we’d love forever.

I thought forever was long.

I thought it was long enough.

I thought so very wrong.

Girls Night Out

I passed a note on Sunday asking the counselor in the Bishopric to make an announcement.

It said, “Come to enrichment on Thursday and work on a project or play basketball.”

He looked at LG and said, “Is she serious?”

Yep, dead serious. The counselor could barely read it over the pulpit without a chuckle.

“Hey”, I screamed. “If the boys can play and the kids can play, why not the women?”
(O.k. I didn’t scream this out loud in case you were worried…it was just in my head)

And just in case the basketball isn’t tempting enough, who doesn’t want to work on a project?

O.k. maybe projects aren’t that appealing BUT with company of NO children and NO men, but other chatty women and food, what woman can resist? Especially if they don’t actually have to work.

We shall see if we get more than 5 women out tonight.

Thanks to Jennifer for being the most aweseme enrichment leader ever.

She’s going to move away and leave me hanging. How dare she!

And a sidenote here. We have decided to combine our mini-classes into one night and go back to having one enrichment a month. With the same 10 women attending it was just too much to try and do something once a week. And we all want to be enriched. So, once a month, we will have three hours to try three new things. I am pumped. If you are LDS and outside the state of Utah, what do you do to make your enrichment miniclasses work?

food for thought

I hope all you waiters out there are ready to accept the choice that you have made for change!

Stranded

If I were stranded on an island, I would ask the genie for my family. They would bring everything I could possibly need, even if it was just a cell phone.

Stranded on an island

IF WE WERE STRANDED

ON AN ISLAND WE WOULD WANT TO HAVE…

[Abigail]….my Game Boy, portable DVD player, lots and lots of bacon, tons of pulp free orange juice, books, a book about how to survive on a stranded island, and a swimsuit.

[Bella]….a safety kit, my pet Kitty Bear, ice-cream, my swimsuit, and a store.

[Mom]….I like the idea of a book that tells you how to survive, if I could take only five things, I would take that, and an unlimited supply of waterproof matches, a first aid kit, a tarp, and an extra pair of shoes.

[Dad]…I would take just one thing….a cell phone.

[Mom]….Sophia, what would you take?

[Sophia]….hmm, let me think. I don’t know. I would take my bed, a pillow, and my pajamas.

Gas prices! AH!

Go and tell Shelia how much you are paying for gas. And feel free to vent about it as well. Sheila is a great listener and her hubby doesn’t mind if she stays up all night to blog. 🙂

I changed shoes today.

And, I decided to try this again too.

Even though my last kind of shoe was partially accurate:

YES: I really do need to live on the beach.I am very friendly. I usually have something to smile about. It does take a lot to get me to dress up! I am a loyal and true person.

MAYBE: I am in the middle here: Style is important to you, as long as you can stay casual. (I do want to look cute, but don’t care that much and I do want to be casual but don’t care to dress up either)

NO: Me and others would NEVER call me a bit of a flake. And this is definitely not me: you tend to “play hooky” and blow off responsibilities a lot more than most people. I can be laid back but am not usually. I would not consider myself cheery and sunny in disposition, and my husband said that I can be cheery and sunny sometimes.

So, here is my shoe the second time: (definitely more accurate)

You Are Bare Feet