Monday, February 22, 2010
prayer
Saturday, February 20, 2010
I hate winter
Friday, February 12, 2010
Friday morning
I love this pic! I love the pure excitement on Bradley's face just touching
that tropy!
Sunday, February 7, 2010
playing "dollie"
Well, the newness of the barbie soon wore off and it sat untouched (thankfully I only spent 25 cents on it!).
Well this doll appeared at our house some time ago. I think it might even be an American Girl doll??? I have asked several people and it has not been claimed, so I stuck it in the back of the closet with the toys and games.
So one evening we were sitting at the dining room table eating dinner, when Brennan exclaimed, "Look what Oreo has!" The closet door must have been unlatched. He had gotten in that closet, found this doll in the back, and was dragging it down the hallway by the hair! (and this is not a light doll!). As we laughed hysterically, he had a little love session with his newest find! I think that head of hair ranked right up there with a freshly opened bag of catnip! He was in heaven!
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Great odds means you're a sure winner!
Thanks for playing along. I plan to have some other giveways in the future- not all scrapbook related for those of you who aren't scrappers- and your chances are looking pretty good at winning!
It's been a fun day today. Bradley had a tournament in Ogden and the boys played hard, won all three games, and won 1st place! The first two games were nail biters and came down to the last minute! They were thrilled with their medals and trophy. Gary had to stay home and study all day, however we got a call last night that we would have to show the house around 12:30 and since Bradley and I were out the door by 6:45 AM, Gary spent most of the morning cleaning. His first CPA test is Feb. 19, so those of you who are praying for him, keep that date on your calendar if you could. He is stressed because he hasn't gotten as much study time in as he needs.
Tomorrow I am doing a training at church for some children's ministry workers so preparation for that has kept me busy this week. It will be nice when tomorrow afternoon is here. I'm going to put together a nice spread of fattening foods and we're gonna chill as a family and watch the Colts win the Superbowl!!!! Bradley is a huge Colts fan and has been for years, and I like 'em too. Dallas Clark is a good ol' Iowa boy! GO COLTS!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
a little Valentine idea for your husband
http://jeannewinters.blogspot.com/2010/02/udaman-valentine-chocolate-wrapper.html
Today and tomorrow left for the giveaway- leave a comment on my last post if you want to be in the drawing!
Happy Friday!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
It's time for my first giveaway!
Here is a look at the scrapbooks-
The cotton candy with pink and purple hues.
The gumdrop with primary colors.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Dear Kids...
but do you ever feel like they end up like this?
Dear Kids,
Don’t be alarmed, the world isn’t coming to an end. I am simply taking a bath. It will take about 30 minutes and will involve soap and water. Yes, I know how to swim. Even if I didn’t, forcing myself to drown in a half-inch of lukewarm water is more work than I’ve got energy for (which reminds me, I’m all for science projects, but the next time you want to see if Play-Doh floats, use cold water.)
Don’t panic if I’m not out right on time. I’ve heard that people don’t dissolve in water and I’d like to test the theory. While I’m in the tub, I’d like you to remember a few things. The large slab of wood between us is called a door. Do not bang to hear my voice. I promise that even though you can’t see me, I am on the other side. I’m not digging an escape tunnel and running for the border, no matter what I said awhile ago. I didn’t mean it. Honest.
There will be plenty of time later to tell me about your day. Later means at a time when I am no longer naked, wet, and contemplating bubble gum in the blow dryer. I know that you have important things to tell me. Please let one of them be that you have invented a new way to blow bubbles, not a new way to add gum to your hair.
Believe it or not, shouting “TELEPHONE” through the closed bathroom door will not make the phone stop ringing. Answer it and take a message.
Water makes me wet, not deaf. I can still tell the difference between the sound of “nothing” and the sound of a child playing the piano with a basketball. I can also hear you tattling at the top of your lungs. I am choosing not to answer you.
Don’t call your dad at work and tell him I am unconscious in the bathroom. He didn’t appreciate it last time. He won’t appreciate it this time. Trust me.
No matter how much I would like it, water does not make me forgetful. I remember who you are and why you are grounded. No, you can’t go to Shelby’s house to play. No, you can’t go to Shelby’s house to use the bathroom.
If someone is in our other bathroom, you will just have to think dry thoughts and wait. Unless you have four paws and a tail, do not think of going outside to “water” the lawn. I know the dog does it. The neighbors don’t feel the need to call me when the dog does it.
Do not set the house on fire. Call me if there is an emergency.
Emergencies are:
1. Dad has fallen off the roof.
2. Your brother and/or sister is bleeding.
3. There is a red fire truck in front of the house.
Emergencies are not:
1. Dad has fallen asleep.
2. Someone on TV is bleeding.
3. There’s a red pickup truck in front of our house.
One other thing: Being forced to use the last roll of toilet paper for a towel does not make me happy. It makes me sticky with little white polka dots. In the future, when anything in the bathroom overflows, use a mop to clean up the water instead of every towel in the house. For my sanity’s sake, let’s pretend it was the tub, OK?
No, I don’t want to hear the real story.
Ever.
Especially not while I’m standing in the pool of water you missed.
(P.S. All Play-Doh experiments are canceled.)
Be good. Entertain yourselves. Yes, you can do both at the same time. Try coloring, playing a game, or paying that stack of bills on the coffee table.
I’ll be out soon. Maybe.
Love, Mom