I'll Give You One Guess...

Guess where the Little Miss is right now?!

Here's your hint:

Film released in 1989
"Is this Heaven?"
"No, it's _______ ."

*stories and pics to follow soon...

Edit update: (taken at 2 a.m. as we drove into Heaven)

Trying to Get Out of HERE!

K, sorry--no time to post. We're trying to get on the road to visit my brother's family in Oklahoma. It's just me, three kids, and the damn dog. According to Mapquest, we have about 10 hrs. 52 min. ahead of us. Should be fun!

xxoo

Happy Birthday Tiny!

Dear Tiny,
Two years ago, you came screaming into this world. The instant our midwife put you on my chest, you lifted your head. You smiled before you were old enough, you crawled too soon, and you reached your terrible two's eight months ago! Why do you have to grow up so fast?! You know how to push your brother and sister's buttons, you talk back to your parents, and you climb out of bed at 3 a.m. and help yourself to Cheerios and cartoons.

I'm sure it's a combination of having two older siblings teaching you things every day, and the fact that you're just pure genius (says the mom!)--but you are simply amazing. You love to play pretend with your baby dolls and kitchen toys. You love to run around naked. And you do NOT like to wear pants...they have to be SHORTS. Your vocabulary is out of control. You have so many words, and you know how to use them. Besides that, you can express your thoughts and needs even if you don't know the right words to use. You can run, jump, and climb like most THREE year olds, and you sing songs and read books. Again, WHY do you have to grow up so fast?! In fact, I'm not sure if anyone ever told you that you were supposed to be a baby! You learn things too quickly, and you insist on growing up before everyone else your age. In fact, if I don't publish this post soon, I'm going to have to edit in your first basketball game, your first date, and your first day of high school!

Happy Birthday, Teeny Tiny. I love you much. You make our family complete.

Lullabies and kisses,
Mommy

SHOCKER!

A recent poll has indicated the Mother of the Year Candidate, Barefoot Belle, will no longer be in the running for 2006. Also, Little Miss will no longer be considered for the Friend of the Year Award after her most recent post. The two cannot be reached for comment.



*BFB welcomes guests into her home.




*BFB demonstates love and affection toward children.

*BFB displays how to rid the house of bugs.

*BFB exhibits the proper technique for brainwashing boys into kung fu fighting when faced with confrontation.

*BFB tries to conceal her guilt by offering a hand.

*BFB reveals the CORRECT way to transport children under 45 pounds.

What Did NOT Happen Today

My oldest did NOT graduate from preschool today. She will not turn five years old in July. And she will definitely NOT be going to kindergarten in the fall. Nope. Didn't happen, and just because there are pictures to "prove it" doesn't mean it wasn't staged.




*though you may call it a "graduation party," I'd prefer to call it a get-together with friends. In which case, a good time was had by all.

Not As Innocent As She Looks

So here's the deal...the two oldest munchkins have been sharing a room for the past year, and just recently (ie the past month) my husband moved Tiny in as well. This has created ALL SORTS OF EXCITEMENT...

They giggle and sing for at least an hour before falling asleep. We wish we could have a Nanny-cam in their room just to see what they're laughing about! Anyway, last night my husband and I tiptoed to their door and listened for a few minutes. They were all busting a gut, when we heard our oldest say, "Budd-ah, Buddah! If you can't do it hard enough, just use your head!"

WTH??!! Just use your head?!

All Curled Up

This is me huddled in the fetal position, sucking my thumb...praying that I can remain this way until my child bearing days are over (read menopause).

I'll get back to you in three to five days.

Where's the Help?!

I just want to know who is going to come do these dishes and fold all of this laundry...

because this shit is out of control!


*I guess I know how I'll be spending my Cinco de Mayo...
what a freakin' FIESTA!!

One of Us Will Not Survive.

Tiny will be two in a couple weeks, but one of us will never make it to her second birthday. This child will certainly be the end of me.

Could Have Been VERY Embarrassing!

I was at the mall this morning with my two youngest munchkins (something I haven't done in months--seriously), and we went up the escalator to ride the carousel--because what's a mall without moving stairs or flying horses on sticks? Anyway, we saw this mom with her friend and their kids. Immediately, I recognized her as someone I knew really well, but I couldn't place her. We made eye contact, then she looked back at her friend and continued talking. I was about to walk up to her and say hi, but my kids were dragging me to the carousel, and I never got the chance.

As we're going round and round on this stupid thing (and I'm getting sick to my stomach), I keep trying to place this mom's face...where do I know her from??

Then it hit me! ---She is my gynecologist!! Someone that I haven't "seen" in almost a year! Yes, I know her really well, but not NEARLY as well as she knows ME!!
___________________________________________

p.s. Masked Mom gave me this award! I feel so honored! Here's the comment I left for her:


I'd like to thank my kids for never giving a moment of peace, the E.R. for Lortab and Codeine, my feather pillow, and my camera phone (without which you would have NO proof of my week long drug addiction...)

Thanks MM!! ; )