Throwback Friday

Oh my.  This is not what it seems.  Ok, maybe it is.  Madeline might have Gabriel in her Moses basket....intended for baby dolls.  

(before you call child services, please know that she was being closely monitored)

Friendly Mom Tips

Time for another edition of Friendly Mom Tips.  Its been awhile since the last edition.

I just feel its important not to keep all this good, helpful knowledge to myself, ya know?  

Its not that I have any personal experience with any of this.  I hear these things, around town, and just want to make sure you know what you're doing.  I'm fine.  Completely.

Do Not... (or so I've heard) continue to change your son's diaper when he has "the look" and you are pretty sure he is relieving himself.  I mean, even though he might not be, and you really have to get back to what you were doing (whatever that was), don't go there.  It might end up messy.  Pun intended.  Strap on some flippin' patience Hang tight and wait it out.  Its all about timing.

Do Not... smile sweetly as you listen to your husband asking about the bath towels, hearing only every few words (car, dirty, gross) and respond, "I'm sure its fine", and then be amazed later when you towel off with a nasty, old, car wash towel.  He tried to warn you.

I'm sure if you were to do this (which you wouldn't right?), it would be because it was very early when he told you the towels might not be the "right ones"....and you were in an insomnia-induced coma when you later showered off with dirty, stained-up, car wash towel.

Do Not... decide to finally join Crackbook Facebook when you are about to head out of the country on a missions trip.  Honestly, don't you have enough to do already?  And definitely don't have alerts sent to your email when you own a Mac that dings every time you receive a message....sending you flying from any spot in the house to the office to see what's happening in everyone else's world.  That is pure addiction, my friends, and I'm sure there is a group out there for you.  

And finally, Do Not... (and this one is worth repeating!) do not try to sleep through 70 mph winds with shingles flying off your roof and down the street.  If it sounds like you are being attacked by Al-Qaeda and it continues on for more than 2 hours....it is not going to "die down anytime now." Don't be naive.  Take your entire gaggle down to the basement and fight the real war...which means settling everyone down and convincing them this is a planned family camp out.

Thanks, once again, to all my friends for passing on these very helpful tips.  If you have any to pass along, feel free.

Snail Mail

One of Madeline's English projects was to compose and mail a letter to someone.  She wanted to complete this task completely on her own so I never saw the letter.....or knew it was for moi.

This is what I received in the mailbox today:

(my address)

(date)

Dear Mom,

I know how much you work.  Thanks for that.  I love you, your the best Mom ever.  I've never seen a better Mom than you.  I love you.

Senseerily,

Madeline

Ugly cry, Anyone?

Clean-up on Aisle 10

The girls spilt some yogurt during the lunch hour.  Oopsy.
Hmmm.  Let's see.  We could grab one of Mom's kitchen towels to clean it up.  Or, we could just have Gabe lick it up....canine-style.

Who needs a dog?

Throwback Friday

Exactly one year ago.  Abigail feeding Gabriel his cereal with her rollerblades on.  I distinctly remember her skating around between bites and him crying for more....I had to shut the whole operation down.  Fun memory.

Poopy Bi-Ber

At just-before-7 this morning, we hear Gabriel talking from his crib so Ron heads in to see what's up.  

(can I preface this story by saying: glad it was him and not me!)

Gabe apparently was saying, "poopy bi-ber" and when he received no response decided to take matter into his own hands....and I mean that quite literally, pun completely intended.

Ron walks in to find him standing stark naked in The Tent.  He has shed his zip-up, footed pajamas and his diaper is discarded near the south end of said tent.  A nice size -- warning: graphic language which may not be appropriate for all audiences -- turd is sitting in the middle of the mattress.

For our future reference, Gabe is so over babbling.  When he talks, its best you listen.

Let's Help the Saunders Family

Update:  1/31

Go to THIS LINK to enter a blog give-a-way and help the Saunders.  Blog about it on your site for additional entries.  Read the post and enter today!!  :)

Update: 1/25

More than 200 persons/families took the time to write a comment about why the Saunders deserve an EHM.  THANK YOU!!!  

(EHM should be reviewing the application soon so keep praying!!!)

Linn and Dwight Saunders are the amazing parents of 10 (T-E-N) children. They recently brought 2 children home from Uganda and they are awaiting a daughter from China...who will be coming home very soon.

Last week their home burned to the ground and they lost everything. Every. thing.  

Although I do not know them personally, my SIL Amie knows Linn and what a great woman she is and what an amazing family she has.  We would like to do whatever we can to help them during their time of need.

How does this involve you?  Thanks for asking!  ;)

First and foremost, they need a home to live in.  There are a TON of people petitioning ABC's Extreme Home Makeover to help them re-build their home.  Please visit here and leave a comment to show your support. (the people petitioning ABC will be sharing these comments)

If you are so inclined, you could email ABC yourself.  If you happen to have a connection over at EHM, or perhaps you are BFF with Oprah, please give me a shout.

Please visit The Saunders Family blog to get to know more about this amazing family!