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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

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I just spent a few minutes this morning watching TV with Ethan this.  It's our cuddle time.  I love it....I think he just accommodates me though.  But that is okay, I am just using him.  He makes me feel warm and cuddly and happy.   But anyway! 

There is a little show that comes on between shows on Nick Jr.  It has a moose named....um....Moose and his friend a bird....called Zee (you probably thought I was going to say bird huh).

So Moose talks and Zee doesn't talk.  Kinda like the Penn and Teller of children's television programming but without bad words.  So my point...I do have one.  He was singing this song this morning about Fall.  He sings about how he is falling for Fall (cute huh).    The first few times I heard it, I didn't notice this....I just thought it was charming...but the next time I heard it, I realized that Moose (he's the moose if you have already forgotten) used the word prevaricating! 

Now, I am sure all you smarties out there already know what that word means.  And honestly, the only reason I know the meaning of that word is because of my Dad.  My first thought was "why would they use such big words on nickjr....kids aren't going to understand it."  (I really thought that).  Then I realized that they are teaching my kid big words!!  I know..go figure!!! 

For those of you that don't know what prevaricating is...it means "lying". Seriously, I am not prevaricating!

So now that I have that out of my brain, I can get back to work.  I am in the process of cleaning out the toy box.  I think Ethan is planning an overthrow of the Parental Dictatorship...he has been hiding Nerf darts in the bottom of his toy basket.  I know, I saw them.  He will have some explaining to do when he gets up from his morning nap!


Yeah, so that is what I was thinking today and wanted to share it.  I feel better now. 

Friday, October 22, 2010

Daughters are inherently jealous

Especially my daughter.  When I asked her to check out my blog...the first words out of her mouth were "don't you have four kids?  Where is the picture of me?"  So, in order for all to be well in the universe, I have committed to posting pictures of my sweet daughter Katie, her husband and her adorable baby! 

Ryann Claire my granddaughter!

My all time favorite picture of Katie and her little brother Hunter


My awesome Son-in-law! (the guy on the left if you couldn't figure it out).


So there you go...all is right in the universe.  All family members present and accounted for.  (Now hopefully Matt doesn't see my blog and complain that his picture isn't posted!)



Day One

My identity is a little skewed right now.  I went from working as an Insurance Agent to being a Work At Home Mom.  So life these past two years have been very interesting!!!

 I have 4 children who love and adore me.  Though sometimes, I think they just tolerate me.  That's okay, because sometimes I just tolerate them.  Don't get me wrong, I adore them too!  They keep me grounded....they keep me vacillating between sane and insane. They keep me teetering on the edge of my comfort zone.  I think you get the picture. 


My children are very important to me.  They teach me things every day.  I know that sounds cliché, but it is true.  They teach patience, forgiveness, unconditional love.  They teach me that I am capable of things I never knew possible......meh...what am I saying....they teach me that I have to stay on my toes because at any given moment they could cry MUTINY and we are sunk.  Every day we are one step away from chaos...teetering on the edge of insanity.  All it takes to reel us back in a giggle or a funny comment from the peanut gallery. 

I hope you don't expect this blog to be all fun and sweet and motivational because I may not deliver all that.  I am a realist.  I live in the moment with a keen eye on my spiritual self.  So kick back and tell me what you think in my nifty little poll below!  Be honest, I can take it.  Okay, not really, I am a people pleaser...so if you aren't pleased, just lie to me and we can all move on.