tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23222362011-04-21T22:14:16.604-04:00I live in my own little world, but it's ok, they know me here.MoonBeaMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11676870637673887600noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322236.post-1113450944197302702005-04-13T23:54:00.000-04:002005-04-14T00:43:15.820-04:00

My 12 year old son came up to me in the kitchen asking "What's for dinner?"He's been sick and miserable for the past few days, poor guy, with the sniffles and that clogged up head feeling. So I thought what a great time to mess with him. You may get to understand why I'm nominated for the Bad Mom Award on a daily basis."Toadstools and frogs legs" I tell him. Without missing a beat he says "I hope

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The other day Jen says she badly wants a gmail addy. Apparently everyone wants them because they are not freely available, you have to be invited. So I was thinking I could poll my friends to find her one. Then I stumble onto this. Looks like some people do make others dreams come true. Thanks dozer! You know I just might get that mother of the year award yet!

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There's been this long-standing debate in our house, whether a tomato is a fruit or a vegetable.Good arguements have been made for both sides. The winning entry came from my 9 year old son. "If a tomato was a fruit, it would be called 'Vegetable and One Fruit Soup'".

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The meeting is off! Go back to your homes and no one will get hurt. Do not, I repeat, do NOT attack Jen. There will be no Jen feasts today.Mom is sleeping and will be forced to kill you and all your offspring if you make an appearance and therefore scare Jen, forcing her to wake mom up from her much needed beauty sleep.And it won't be pretty. For either of us.

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I had to go out of town for a police interview regarding an incident I'd rather forget. They also needed a statement from my 18 year old niece, so I picked her up on the way. My niece had her turn first. Rather than wait around in the station with my 4 year old daughter, we decided to explore this little town a bit. Okay, the plan was to get ice cream but exploring just sounded better.When we

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In one of our daily conversations, I mentioned to Kayla that I once went to school with ripped pants.She asks, with deep concern "Did they laugh at you mommy?"Bless her little soul. I had to make her laugh after that. So I replied "not to my face!"

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English can be a hard language to master...especially for the younger crowd.Kevin looks up to his big sister Jen. His admiration of her is so obvious, in all the ways he attempts to copy her, thinking he is so cool. His latest attempt left us in stitches.Jen said something funny to which he replied "Jen, you're so historical". We look at each other and burst out laughing, leaving him in the dark.

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Katie has finally learned to read! A large part of the thanks is due to Pizza Hut. They have a program that rewards youngsters with a free pizza if they can read 20 books in a month. She did. In fact, she read a book every night before bedtime. Way to go Katie! What this really means to me is that if I want to convince Katie to do anything, all I have to do is promise her a pizza. I now have

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I don't remember how it got started...When Jen was little, she would take those stickers from Fruit-By-The-Foot (about 5 inches long) and stick them across her forehead. We would actually go out in public like that. hehe. She always reminded me of a little Indian girl.Well, somewhere along the line, things have changed a little. Now, whenever my kids eat fresh fruit, they remove the sticker, and

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So with my last child in school, my goal is met, and my thoughts turn to what it is I need to do. I need a job. Only the grace of God has kept us in this home for this long. I know I could never have made it this far without Him. Thank you Lord.I make a mental list of all the things I need to get done, and it overwhelms me. Breathing deeply, I conclude my appearance is probably the most

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Today was THE day. My last child is FINALLY in school. I was expecting tears, either hers or mine, but none came.Ok, we were close about lunch time, Kayla was very upset and had even changed her mind about going to school, but even that turned out to be a false alarm. (Nanny should KNOW by now she will not eat her Pokemon pasta warmed up, geeeee the trouble THAT can cause!)The anxiety built up

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There I was, minding my own business, folding laundry as I casually glance down the hallway.You can imagine my surprise when my eyes fall on Kayla, sitting on a small chair that she has placed directly in front of the full length mirror, legs crossed very lady like, and buck naked, just staring at herself. "What are you doing there Kayla?" I ask, trying very hard not to laugh at her.She replies,

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Katie comes in the house from the park, her shoes and socks FULL of sand. Nanny says "You're getting the floor all sandy! Go shake those socks and shoes OUTSIDE young lady!"So out she goes, leaving a small sandbox by the back door.Later in the day, she decides she's going outside again. Nanny says "Make sure you don't bring in more sand with your shoes, ok?""Don't worry, I won't " replies Katie,

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I opened the door to let some fresh cool air in this morning...Kevin says "Hey! It smells like winter". It hadn't occured to me that winter has a smell. But he was right. And it's only September 2nd. Weather sure changed fast this year.School starts in 2 more days. *hears song in head "Itttttttt's theeeee most wonderfultimmmmme of the year!"Sorry kiddies but I can hardly wait.

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We went to Pizza Hut for dinner. We finish eating and the kids say lets get ice cream!I'm teasing them saying they don't have enough room for ice cream. Kayla slides her arm across the table, swiping everything in her path, moving all the napkins, forks, knifes, plates, glasses, EVERYTHING, to the middle of the table and says "There, I got enough room now."

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i can't listen to this song without breaking down...Thief by Our Lady Peace4 months ago i watched my step-father die...he had lung cancer which spread to his brain...he left 26 days after being diagnosed...not even a whole monthand i remember thinking...no, he's not dying, he can't he still has to fix my chairand we had thanksgiving plansand when my gramma was told she had lung cancershe lasted 8

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