Here is a tiny peek into my own messy house: My coffee table is covered in children’s books, a box of Legos, my Bibles, a box of crayons, a sippy cup, and ALL the little Lego men that I swept out from under the couch this morning. There’s also a few preschool crafts and the remote control to the t.v. Then there’s the center piece, all buried in there. It’s supposed to be an ornate pedestal bowl of THREE ornamental […]
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This week I happened upon a super cute post by Janine Huldie titled The 8 Best Things About Having All Girls. I had to read it! I needed a sneak peek into what that world is like because, mamas, the view over here, in my house of many little men, is a whole lot different! Janine wrote a great article. You should totally go read it. Naturally, Janine’s list inspired me to type out my own best things about having […]
» Read moreY’all know it was a rough year for me, physically. Thankfully, everything turned out to be mostly okay. I just have a few chronic conditions to manage, but it’s all under control now, and I have a good outlook. A brilliant thought came to me the other week, as I was putting on my rain boots, Alan’s rain jacket, and heading out to shut the trashcan lid and bring it in from the pouring rain. “What am I doing??? Why […]
» Read moreTop Pre-Teen Boy Picks: Ages ~8-12 #1. Popular Video Games this Christmas: Our sons don’t have any of these yet, and all three are on my oldest’s list. His nonna has already claimed the basketball one, and I took care of the Skylanders, thanks to this incredible deal that Amazon is running right now on it. (That’s a link that’ll take you to it. So yes, this whole page is chock full of affiliate links.) […]
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The Move Yesterday I started cleaning out the kitchen cabinets and drawers. No, I’m not packing myself. Alan’s job hires people to do that, so why would I? What I’m doing is trying to eliminate all things that I do not want or use so that I don’t have to unpack them in a few weeks. We have way too much junk. Junk. Just junk. How do we all accumulate so much of it? Is it the result of retail […]
» Read moreRight now Daniel is washing his hands after his hour-long worm hunt. All he found was a slug, which he tried to bring into my house. Joshua put a hard stop to that. What would I do without Joshua? JD is upstairs NOT napping. Caleb and Joshua are outside playing with a friend. I’m chugging coffee in a last ditch effort to hold on to wakefulness. A friend of mine is out walking, trying to coax her labor pains into a […]
» Read moreAlan, Caleb, and JD were in the kitchen eating cookies. I don’t know what JD said, but Caleb looked up at Alan and said, “Doesn’t JD make your heart smile?” We all definitely smiled. Caleb has also recently taken up saying, “ain’t.” He uses it correctly (if there is such a thing), but it took me by surprise. We don’t say ‘ain’t,’ nor does anyone that he knows in California. My suspicions lie with Granddaddy, but that’s okay. Caleb has […]
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JD is the definition of “all boy”. He requires 2 baths and 3 sponge-downs/day. He plays in dirt, sand, mud, and water. He’s the easiest toddler in the world because you will hardly hear a grunt out of him all day. He wakes up, and he says, “Dirt?” “You want to go play in the dirt?” “Yeth.” “Sure,” and we open the door to our mini-fence. It is literally a mini-fence. It is the size of a bedroom, and since […]
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That’s quite a claim to make isn’t it? THE BEST? Is it really the best? Surely something is better. I said it myself that Destin, Florida looks like this: Well, you know, you gotta love the one you’re with, and Northern California IS 70 degrees. 70. In July. I’ve decided something. “I ain’t leavin’!” No, I’m only kidding, but I do get to live here for a solid year yet. We have been doing the whole ‘lazy days of summer’ […]
» Read moreAm I the only one annoyed by this? We try to be good parents. We monitor every single thing that comes into our house. The boys only get to play video games on the weekend, and even then, it’s Mario, Sonic, or Lego characters. But what happens when you take your children to a restaurant/video game arcade? And not just one particular one, but pretty much all of them? Scantily clad women waving flags on the motorcycle game. Ughhhhhhh. Why? […]
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