I Yearbooked Myself!

Step with me back in time. We are going on a yearbook journey. Sound fun? Well, the following snapshots reveal what I may have looked like in years past. I won't be offended if you laugh out loud. I sure did!!!!!

In 1952, I just might have sported a do like this one. Wow, I have never seen myself with short hair!!!

1960-- Hmm, maybe I could pass for a Joyce Rogers look-a-like.

1964-- I imagine this as me when I am old or something.

1966--This is my favorite!! Really, if I could pull it off, I'd do it now!

1968-- Seeing myself with this hair style reminds me of my mom for some reason--last pic, too.

1974--Had a difficult time making my face fit. Looks terrible. Makes me thankful for my narrow chin!!

1978--Now this is awesome!!! Always wondered what I'd look like with a fro!

1984--Yikes! How in the world did the feathered look ever stay in style??? Anyone thinkin' Tina Turner here???

1986--Just altogether WRONG!!!!!

1990--Uh,oh. The hair styles are starting to hit closer to home!! Scary, but I remember wearing my hair like this in 8th grade.

1994--Of all the pics, this one hit me the hardest. Brings back so many hair memories. '94 was the year I graduated high school, and I am proud to say that I had forsaken this do a few years back!!!

1996--Very interesting to see me with short, blond hair. Never had either.

1998--Looks like a book landed on my head.

2000--It was fun seeing all these different hairdos from 1950-2000. Amazing how much a hair style can really change a face.

If anyone wants to give this a try, go here. Let me know if you do!

The Other Name For "Kiwi Bird"

Just be forewarned that this is probably the most crass post that I will write. I do apologize in advance to anyone who takes offense, but I just couldn't pass up posting on the latest "Lincolnism".

School started Monday. This year's science focus is Flying Creatures of the Fifth Day. I am starting Lincoln off with a book about birds--one that I got from Chick-Fil-A a few years ago.

Anyway, each 2 page spread has a topic with many sub-headings. One of the sub-headings at the end of each page is, "Amazing but true". Here, one finds an amazing fact about a bird.

The first "Amazing but true" fact in our book has a drawing of a kiwi bird right above the sub-heading.

So, my little first grader, who still has to phonetically sound out words, must've just glanced at this heading instead of actually reading it.

Okay, Kiwi Bird picture and heading, Amazing but true. Got it?

Here's what Lincoln saw: Kiwi Bird picture and the heading, "Arizona butt turd".

The kind of laugh that starts deep in the belly was instigated, and I am still laughing over it every time I think about it.

Oh, sweet Lincoln, mama will chuckle from now on every time I see a picture of a kiwi bird.

When Royalty Pays a Visit

Princess Shiloh and Princess Kaiya graced my presence today. These 2 beauties are only 6 months apart, but Shiloh is so much taller!!


The princesses had so much fun posing for the camera, but mine wanted to give me the "I am so much trouble" look.
Wonder who she got the pouty pose from?

Oh my gracious--Is this not heart-melting? I didn't put her up to it either.

"Shiloh, don't put your toys in your mouth." "But mommy, I Popeye."
Nice, just what I need--a princess who smokes a pipe!!!

Diaper Doozy

Let me just start out by saying I am thankful for 2 things right now: Changing tables and bathtubs.


So, my daughter decides to change her own poopie diaper today.



Yes, I was horrified, but we all managed to survive.


Seriously, she'd only been out of my sight for about 5 minutes. I had to finish washing lunch dishes. As soon as I was done, I headed upstairs to get the kids ready for rest time, and, oh my goodness, that's when I was met with that most dreadful sight!

Her diaper was off and she'd already used about 10 wipes. For a moment I didn't know where to begin. We are not talking a convenient little patty here; it was a mess. Some was on the wall, some on her clothes, and it was smeared all over the diaper changing table. It was gross, but I haven't even shared the best part yet. With her free hand she was taking her passy in and out of her mouth. That hand had POOP on it!!! I was trying my best to remain somewhat calm and still drive home the fact that she was to never do that again!!

Thank goodness she had sense enough to do the dirty deed on the changing table and not on the floor!

I bet some mommas out there are so relating to this!! If you want, feel free to share your worst diaper nightmare with me. :)

The Perfect Nail Color!!!

I always have to have my toe nails painted. Rarely ever my nails since they'd chip in a heartbeat due to incessant washing and scrubbing. But my toes are a must!

While shopping at Fry's last week, a creamy brownish-pink bottle of Sally Hansen nail color caught my eye. My nail color selection at home was getting a bit thin, so I decided to splurge and spend the few dollars on myself. It was on sale, so it made me feel much better about my spontaneous purchase.

When I got home and looked at the name of the color, it was confirmed deep in my heart that I had made a good decision! The name of this mauve: So Much Fawn. Bless my soul, I have a nail polish named after me!!!

C is for Clogging

So I am reading an A-Z book about Tennessee this morning to complement our geography lesson, and we get to "C is for Clogging".

Now, I am assuming that most of us know this is a country style, feet flappin', knee slappin' sort of dance. Before I could even explain this to my sweet, second born, he blurted out, "Yeah, I really know how to clog the toilet!"

Nice. And yes, as the loving parent of this child I have really had to brush up on my plumbing skills.

Even after I read about the sort of clogging that Tennessee was famous for, my son thought he would be funny and perform his own version of "clogging". It looked more like me standing over the toilet with a plunger. Gross as it may sound, it really was funny!

Ya think maybe he will want me to delete this post when he is a teenager? Nah, what am I thinking. Like my kids would actually want to read their mom's blog. Blogs will most likely be so out dated by then. Definitely won't be the cool thing to do. Not that it is now or anything.

Fruit Quiz

Yeah, so I know you aren't supposed to take these things seriously, right?



I hate to admit it, but this is sounding just a bit too much like me. :) I am sure that those who know me best would agree but probably won't comment and tell me so.


I am a lemon!!!

You Are a Lemon

You have a very distinct personality. And if you're not being sweet, you're a little hard to take.You're a bit overpowering, especially in one on one situations. And while you are very dominant, sometimes your power is needed and appreciated.You can liven up a dull situation, and you definitely bring a fresh outlook. You are a bit of an acquired taste, and you tend to grow on people over time.People feel refreshed and rejuvenated after spending time with you.

What Type of Fruit Are You?

Proverbs 4 Read by Gandalf the White

I started reading the book of Proverbs to my children everyday, and in preparation for today, I read chapter 4 yesterday.

Half way in to the proverb it was as if Gandalf had seated himself on the edge of my bed and started reading. In my mind his voice rang crystal clear, "Do not set foot on the path of the wicked or walk in the way of evil men........"

For the rest of my quiet time I had the privilege of Scripture being read by my favorite Lord of the Rings character.

Speaking of Gandalf, I cannot wait to see him again in The Hobbit. I hope they use him (Ian Mckellen) anyway. I am a bit disappointed that Peter Jackson will not be directing it. I was hoping he would pick me to be an elf in the production! Guess I will have to keep dreaming.

Edited---Oops ignore the link--it is over a year old. Forgive me for not checking my facts as I was tired and ready to go to bed!

Isn't It Ironic?

So, I am driving all around town yesterday with 3 kids in tow to run various errands.

First stop, Target. Had to return a quilt.

Second stop, Wal-mart.

Third stop, Dollar Store. We have a "house point" system in our home, and after earning 100 points they can spend $1.00 at this store.

Next door is Sprouts, the health food store. Going to this store and the next store is really why I wanted to get out in the first place. Unfortunately it isn't very conveniently located. Takes about 40-45 min. to drive there from our house. But, they have the most yummy, healthy bread there! Plus, I had a few other items that I needed. Glad I went because they had the most beautiful cherries on sale!!!

On my way back to the car, I realize that it is almost 11:30. My kids eat every day at 11am. Every day. I still have one more stop to make before going home, and it is to a place that I have never been. I am thinking, "Oh great, it'll be 1:00 before I can get home, they will be starving and it will be nap time!"

What is a mother to do who needs to feed her hungry kids while out and about on a very tight budget?? Exactly. McDonald's. As we pull into a parking space, I gently warn my children, who by the way have behaved wonderfully the entire morning, that we don't have enough $ to buy happy meals, or enough time to play on the really cool playground. Once we sat down with our food, I told them to eat fast so we could get to our next stop before 1:00 since that was this particular place's closing time. My kids were absolute angels!

Okay now for our last errand. A farm. A farm that sells raw cow's milk. This was my very first time ever to buy raw milk. For years I have bought organic cow's milk, goat's milk, and soy milk, but I am ready to move on to something that may even be a healthier choice. My kids thought is was neat going to this farm to buy milk, and they even got to see a few sweet, little, baby cows. I will let you know how the milk tastes after I open it.

Isn't it ironic that I am out driving all over town to buy healthy food for my family, then swing by McDonald's to quickly and cheaply fill my kids' bellies?!! I am still questioning why b/c every time I eat there, my body immediately recognizes that what I just put into my mouth is not food.(Obviously I didn't order a salad.) Thankfully my body is working properly and can quickly purge the poison from my intestines. Yum. Hopefully my kids won't be scarred for life from eating there every once in a while. There were lots of customers at McDonald's that looked like they ate there quite a bit, and they were still kickin'. Brad or Catie, this would be a great time for you to comment and tell your Happy Meal story. I would tell it myself, but it has been a while since I have heard it and I don't want to botch the details.

Happy eating, especially if you're going to McDonald's. :)

Just Look At What The Cabbage Patch Kid Has Left Me!

By looking at the picture you would think that we have a doll that can actually poop. Thank goodness we don't, but my daughter thinks that her fake Salisbury steak is supposed to go in the doll's diaper instead of her oven!

In Which My Son Thinks I am Suffering From "A Pinch of a Turd"

For the past couple of days my body has ached like I have the flu or something. I do not have a fever nor do I have any other symptoms, except I have felt a little chilly off and on. I am extremely thankful that I don't have a fever as I am able to continue with school and chores etc., but I still don't feel very good. My body hurts!!

Anyway, last night after Daddy prayed for Mommy to feel better, Lincoln in all seriousness said,

"Mommy, maybe you have a pinch of a turd."

"A what????"

"A pinch of a turd."

"I have no idea what you mean!" (I am trying to keep from laughing)

"You know, like Grandma has."

"Oh!!!!!! A pinched nerve!!!!" Of course, after that revelation we all just died laughing!!


Kids are funny. :)

Worst Christmas Songs of All Time

To view the 5 worst Christmas songs of all time go here. Enjoy!!!

Lincoln is such a great big brother. He loves to play with his baby sister. He is such a big helper when he entertains her. This is what I saw when he came downstairs the other day. I asked him if I could take his picture, and he said okay. As I was pressing the camera button, Mullin blurted out, "She's gonna put it on her blog, Lincoln!"

So this is the face the camera captured!!

Too funny!

To Be Smart, Or Not To Be Smart

Mullin doesn't particularly like dictionaries. He knows how to use one, but just doesn't like to use it.
Well in English class for the past couple of days we have been studying how to use a dictionary on a deeper level, and of course Mullin is rolling his eyes throughout the lesson and slumping his shoulders a bit to show his displeasure.
So I say, "Using a dictionary can help you to be really smart."
Mullin replies, "I don't want to be really smart."
With a confused yet concerned look I say, "What, Why not?"
Mullin answers, "I want to know how to put my pants on."
Okay, now my brow is really furrowed, my eyes are all squinty, and my nose is wrinkled up. "Huh" is about all I can manage to get out.
After a brief pause, it hit me. Einstein.
"Are you referring to the story I told you about Albert Einstein?" I asked. (This was not a recent story, either.)
"Yeah," Mullin simply stated.

I am not sure what the moral of this story is. Maybe it is: When you are telling your kids about Einstein, leave out the part about him having no common sense.

Special of the Day

Funny. I saw this on Karen's blog.

I am sure I am guilty of "lurking" on occasion with the intention of going back later! Forgive me! Having little ones means lots of interruptions!!


What fun!De-Lurking Day is an opportunity for all those who read our blogs, but don't leave any comments, to make themselves known:


This is what you need to do:


1)Click on the 'comment' link at the bottom of the post.


2)Click on 'yes' when prompted to proceed.


3)A 'Leave Your Comment' section will pop up that you can view other persons comments and to type in your own comment text. (Scroll to the bottom to comment.)


4)Type comment.


5)At the bottom of the section is a 'Choose an identity'


6)Click 'Anonymous', OR, if you have a Google account, put in your Google info. (Even if you don't have a google account, you can still leave a name, though.=))


7)Click on 'PUBLISH YOUR COMMENT'...That's it! Thanks for stopping by.

Which Body Type Are You?

While growing up, I had always heard that there were 3 different body types.



First, there's the apple. I have always considered myself falling into this particular category. I may be a skinny apple, but still an apple. Broad shoulders, no hips--that sort of thing.

Then there's the pear. Opposite of the apple. Not me, but have seen plenty around.

Don't we all wish we could be the coveted hourglass? In this culture it seems to be the goal of most women to become one of these by any means possible. I won't ramble any further on this one. I have put my soapbox away for today.

Isn't the hourglass supposed to be the last one? Apparently not. I discovered another body type while glancing in the mirror the other day. It is called the FROG. Yep, that's me. Long skinny arms and legs, no hips, and a nice fat belly. When I was pregnant, I looked like those unfortunate frogs I'd find as a kid, who had lost their lives by jumping into what they thought was a nice, refreshing pond. Nope. It was a pool full of toxic chemicals. Talk about bloated. It was gross! They still had their skinny arms and legs, though.

Attractive, isn't it?

I Love You This Much

Lincoln is fascinated with numbers, so instead of holding out his arms while proclaiming his love to us, he always assigns each family member with a number. Sometimes he says he loves me 242,000, but sometimes the number goes only as high as 1, 248. I guess our numbers change depending on how he is feeling on any given day. If he doesn't get his way, I think that affects our numbers as well. Shiloh always seems to score pretty high, though, even after she bangs him in the head with a car. Not fair, I am the one that does everything for him!! Anyway, I am just thankful that he always gives God the highest number and Satan always scores a big fat zero!

ZZZZZ Again

I would pay good money to be able to sleep like this little guy can!

Yum

I don't have to worry about smooshing those wolf spiders anymore... Shiloh likes to eat them.