I dun eed it

Moe's headed off to the father/son camp this weekend and can't wait.
So I told him to get ready and pack his stuff.
This is what he came up with:

1 spiderman undie
1 sock (w/o it's match)
pack of leftover crackers from two sunday's ago
and these shades.

"But Moe, whatta 'bout your pajamas, and shoes and goodies for the game."

"I dun eed it" he states in a low masculine/manly voice.

I'm laughing hoping I remember all the funny stuff that comes outta his mouth.

Ohhh boy!, what on earth am I gonna do with you???

All the way to SPACE!

I sat at my desk one night. After dinner was done, dishes washed, floors cleaned and kiddos tucked in bed.

I found that my son discovered the cool "PhotoBooth" feature on my mac. Then proceeded to view the crazy fun he was having as I was away doing all the things that mommies do (you know: cutting, prepping, saute-ing, cooking, cleaning... again, washing, folding, making, wiping, bathing, dressing, clearing, scolding, discussing, reading, prayers, tucking, kissing, closing... ahhh!). So after one of my average hectic days I came across this message:

(TURN OFF THE MUSIC AT THE BOTTOM TO HEAR SALO!)




and wanted to cry. But this kid makes me laugh more than cry. All the time.





















And that's a GOOD thing, 'cause this Momma is a cry baby. Especially around this time.

I feel so grateful to be enjoying this. Momma-hood. It's the best thing ever. It's hard. It's 24/7. It keeps me praying, hoping, dreaming, grateful. And I wouldn't change a thing. At all. I love being a Momma. And I am grateful for the children I have been blessed with. I am grateful too for your positive influence on my children's lives. For your time and service. Thank you!

Happy Momma's Day!!!!

THREE in THREE!

Can't believe my baby will be THREE in THREE months. Time sure does fly.

After my little Em, I thought that we were done. Seriously D O N E!

But I guess the Lord had other plans for us and we learned shortly in early 2006 that we would be expecting again. I was already 3 months by the time I found out. I was ELATED to find out I was carrying. Jared was excited to know I wasn't done. I knew this little man was special. And that our family needed him in our lives. He was such a wonderful bundle of sweetness and love bundled into one. He made us so happy. He still does. Even though homeboy decided to strip nakey on Sunday, roll around in the muddy/ grassy backyard, open the gate leading to the neighbors, open their slider and trail through their home and up the street STARK NAKEY! ALL in literally O N E minute. Seriously. Homeboy has NO shame. ever. He gives me a good run... everyday. He talks. Alot. and tries to boss his big sis's and bro around. Most of the time they just let him get his way. But other times he's up for a good fight.

We love him anyway. And are so SO happy to have him in our lives.

LOVE YOU MOE MOE! This year's party is at the beach...again. Join us if you can!!!!

Who is HOT?!

WHaHooooooo!!! is all I could hear as Jared flew in the door after work.

"Look L!, check this out!" he yells

I looked at him as he flips frantically through the pages of Sports Illustrated magazine.

"What? What's going on???" I asked

"Check it out!!!!!" he says as he points to Vikings player no. 38 (pictured) on the top of SI Who's Hot list.

"THAT is whaaaAAaAat I'm talkin' 'bout boooOOOOoooOOOooy!"

He carries on hootin' and hollerin'. By then I was laughing and hootin' and hollerin' tooo!!!

Fahu is Jared's little bro (technically first cuz but they were raised together) and we are so proud of all his HARD work this past season and wish him the BEEEESSSTTTT!!!!!!!

( All I kept thinking is, Dang, it must STINK to be on the Who's NOT list! lol!)

The winner is....

Congrats Tera on a pack of dipes and some undies. Send me the size(s) you want and your addy and I'll have those out in a jiffy!

Sarah expecting... take a peek!

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I've GRADUATED!!!

Hoooray for meEEEEeeeeEEE!!!
No more stinkin' poopies, or filled to the brim dipes.
No more luggin' around huge-mongo bags of change, spit rags and sippies.
BECAUSE-
My little man Moe is POTTY-TRAINED. Officially.
And he says he's a BIG BOY!
He sits himself down for a potty.
And I couldn't be more elated!
Because I've spent the last NIIIIIIIIINE!!!! years of my existence cleaning up the stuff.
And I AM DONE!
Goodbye good 'ole Dipe Bag.
I am HAPPY to see you go.




In celebration I reeee-lax.
With my tall glass of Calli.
And vaguely remember the days of endless dipes and stinky change rooms.
I will enjoy this next diaper-less chapter.
YyeeeeeEEEEEeeeeSSSSSssss!!!!
So bring on the bedheads.
And messy faces... yes! wipies I will keep. Forever I'm sure.
But Dipes I bid a happy farewell!!!

Hip Hippeeee- HoooooraaaYYYYYyyy!!!!

In celebration I have three (3) packs of Spiderman undies (2t/ 3t/ 4t) to give away... PLUUUUS a BRAND NEW PACK OF dipes. You choose the size. Comment on whether you have/will celebrate or mourn the day YOUR baby graduates from dipes to undies.

Happy Sunday!!!!