Like Father, Like Son
I was straightening up our bathroom yesterday and had to laugh at my son’s book stacked above my husband’s:
The Breakfast Song
I just have to pass this along if you haven’t seen it. Eric showed it to me yesterday. My only question is, “Where’s the verse about Green Smoothies and granola?” 
Man, I wish I could have busted up in there during the recording. I may just have to redecorate my living room with an Elvis sign and a quilt. Hmmm.
Makin’ Me Smile – Fall 2008
Some of the things making me smile lately:
- Silly sisters and their girltalk
- Our foyer and dining/school room
- Alecia and our neighborhood CFA
- The poor babydolls!
- My silly husband
- Cold Fall outings
- Sweet, goofy children
That One
While putting away laundry with me today, my kids broke out in their very own original mantra.
Of course my hilarity and response did nothing but encourage them to keep going. Well, this is about as political as my blog gets.
No, ’tis not a Toy Story alien rendition. If you need an explanation, here ya go!
Perspective
While the rest of the world gets its panties in a wad over much more serious matters, my week can pretty much be explained pictures:
“Mommy? Will my forehead ever feel normal again?”
“Yes, darling, as soon as you stop running into things.”
Mama always told me that the laundry will wait. Well, it sure did, while we were laid out in our sick beds, but it morphed into a one-eyed monster with scary hairy appendages growing out of it. (If you were so bored and wondering what 3 days without doing laundry for me looks like, this is pretty much it.) The funniest thing about this photo is the basket, I think. I mean, what’s the use of a basket when it’s this bad?
“You spent how much of our money buying this phone on ebay?”
(He’s going to love me for posting that one)
This one requires explanation. You may recall that Shepherd has a severe degree of disdain for being on his back. I was busy putting the other kids down for naps this afternoon (which takes me about 10-15 minutes when I’m alone), and when I finally got up to our bonus room to see why Shepherd was wailing so, I discovered this. Pillows flung off the bed, sock kicked away, and little man screaming his adorable head off. 3 months old and already rolling over! At least he rolled out of the puddle of milk. Our kids have talent, I tell you. It’s because we home-school.
Well, little guy, you’re stuck in this family. But it’s not so bad, eh?
It’s all about the view, right?
Hijacked
MERR HERE…
I’VE HIJACKED HER COMPUTER, AND FROM NOW ON EVERYTHING WILL BE IN ALL-CAPS BECAUSE I ONLY SPEAK IN AN EXTREMELY LOUD TONE OF VOICE.
ha ha… I thought that was funny. I’m doing much better after seven days now, but it seems I’ve caught what Steven had. What a week we had at our house! What a month, really! God is so faithful and good. We know that all things come from His hands including these trials and discomforts.
I was able to get out and attend a women’s bible study this morning at our church, and today’s topic was so suited and welcomed to my heart. I jotted down many pertinent and encouraging thoughts from it and would love to post something that God put on my heart as soon as I can. Right now I’m going to chuckle at how hilarious my kids are, thank God for them, and take a long nap if they’ll let me. Have a great day!
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