Perseverance

Just what I call this photo. What do you think?

Time-Out

We had a sick week last week. It lasted 10 days, but really it lasted a lot longer than that.

Don't you love it when your plans go out the window?

Afterwards, the hardest part is trying to decide where to start picking up the loose ends.

House update photo coming this week! Can't wait to post it!

Mom-fessions, pt II

This must be mom-fessions week:

I love listening to my children eat. Everything seems peaceful as their little munches fill the snacktime air. I love it!

Mom-fession

Here is my mom-fession for the week:

I frequently don't know what day of the week it is. I think this has something to do with having toddlers (?). The actual date is usually completely out of the question. I am satisfied if I generally know which part of the month we are in.

STR-etch

I love having daughters. Someday they will go on the run with me.

For now, they must settle for the post-run stretches.

My Post-Nap, Chase Away the Sleepy-Grump Blues Snack

Scenario: When I first became a stay-at-home mom I was clueless. My own mother worked so we could have food in our bellies and coverings over our backsides. And as I am generally a self-absorbed person, I entered in this very important career rather blindly. Unfortuneatly, these attributes still apply.
That said, I do not condone any of what I do on a regular basis, I just wanted to share an aspect of our routine and needed you to understand that I recognize I have a long way to go before I can actually dish out mommy advice.


On any given day I am very pleased with myself if my kids get 3 good meals. Snacks are my time to trick them into eating whatever I feel the need for. SO-

Introducing our post-naptime, chase-away-the-sleepy-grump blues snack:

abt 1 1/2C vanilla ice cream
abt 2 heaping T peanut butter
abt 3/4 banana (medium sized)

Blend it good (in a blender). Divvy it up. Make sure to enjoy some for yourself (in case you are as generally self-absorbed as myself). Or share it with a neighbor kid (but I drank mine) ;)

Just Because

I meant to add these to my previous post- she does this ALL the time! I have decided her mission in our family is to lift the weary hearts. Mostly mine.

This morning when the heads in our house were still heavy from the previous night's rest, we heard this, click-click-clack on our tile. She came strutting in our room wearing my only pair of high-heels and an ear-to-ear grin. I am not sure where she gets it but I am thinking she will be the owner of a great many pair of high-heels. In the meantime, I will be extra vigilant regaurding the whereabouts of my own.