Thursday, December 31, 2009
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
In return for the cupcakes, Santa left them this:
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Libby, Emma Jane and John Snellings
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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Libby: "I wonder if there are any princesses besides just Princess Aurora. Are you going to get me some other princess pull ups? I did stay dry all night a couple of nights ago but then I tee teed in it so I still need to wear pull ups at night."
Monday, December 7, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
It may not look like much, but trust me, you do not want to be whacked with a tea spoon!
The motive for the attack seems to have stemmed from the victim's denial of the perp's request for yet another snack. The victim briefly considered retaliation, but possessing a healthy fear of incarceration, she refrained from throwing the perp across the room or locking her in a small, dark closet. She did count to 10 and then deposit perp into her bedroom before calling
daddy the authorities for back up. The perp is currently serving a life sentence of no TV before bedtime. Attempts at an appeal have been thrown out.
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
I love you, little man!
Friday, November 27, 2009
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Dear John's First Tooth,
We have been waiting for you for a while now. Almost three months actually. You first started dropping hints that your arrival was eminent when my sweet baby was just 4 months old. At the time, I thought that was a little premature, but what do I know. I'm just his mother.
As time went on, the hints got heavier. No longer was it just the buckets and buckets of drool and the biting. Now his gums were swollen and red and he wasn't complete without something in his mouth to chew on. Then came Niagara Falls out of his nose. Surely you couldn't be far behind. And yet day after day, week after week goes by with no sign of you.
Now I love a snotty nose rubbed on my shoulder as much as the next mommy, but really...enough is enough! It is one thing to be fashionably late but it is entirely another to RSVP and then just not show up. My son and I do not appreciate being stood up!
As I have comforted my baby these last weeks, assuring him that it isn't him, it's you, I have come to a conclusion...
Either you are just a sadistic creep that enjoys torturing my son with buckets of drool, swollen gums and a runny nose
you have been kidnapped by the tooth fairy's evil twin and are desperately sending out an SOS.
So which is it...do you need me to send out a rescue team or am I just going to have to kick your butt? Either way, I am coming in with a pair of pliers if you don't show up soon.
a mommy, not a chew toy
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
I love to read. More than just about anything else. And sometimes the line between fiction and reality gets a little blurry for me.
When I read New Moon for the first time (that's right, I said "first") I was 16 weeks pregnant with John. And just a little hormonal.
It probably wasn't the best timing.
I was spending the weekend with Emily for her son's baptism when I started the book. I was in bed reading that first night and Emily came in to say good night and see if I needed anything.
And she found me sobbing hysterically into my pillow.
Of course, she asked me what was wrong and I choked out the words, "I...I...I think...he...is...go...ing to...leave her."
And like any
sane person trying to talk an irrational mess off the ledge good friend, she sat on the side of the bed and held my hand and asked, "Do you think maybe you are taking this so hard because you are pregnant? Because you know this isn't real."
"NO!" I (almost) shouted, "It is like he is leaving me!"
Did I mention the blurry line?
And I need to mention that at this point in time, Emily had not yet finished reading Twilight, so she didn't fully comprehend the magnitude of what was happening in New Moon. Two weeks later she was sending me frantic texts messages in the middle of the night about this exact same chapter!
I have heard others say that of the Twilight books, New Moon was their least favorite, but I disagree. I love New Moon. And I can't wait to see it played out on screen!
Go Team Edward!
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