I'm back!

I just changed my last year's Christmas background to something else just in time for Christmas. I have no idea what I'm doing on here most the time that's why I haven't been keeping up with my Blog. I just spend so long trying to figure it out that I'm wasting all my free time but would love to catch you up.

Girls with Santa

Tis' the Season

Our lives have been spinning out of control the past few weeks. I barely am getting the neccesities done more less blogging. Because I got up at 4am today to catch up on the housework I thought I'd try to get you caught up on our lives around here. I'm soooo overwelmed with everything going on I put our new pooch outside to go potty and forgot about her. We left at 9:30am and didn't get home until 6pm. I thought she was in the house the whole time and was rushing home knowing I'd have messes to clean up. When I came in the house and there was no odor I panicked. She was gone. Erin and I begin searching the neighborhood with no intention of finding her. I was whispering a prayer and Erin ask me what I was saying. "I'm just praying we'll find Penelope (the puppy). I heard Erin whispering and she said she said a prayer also. Two seconds later John (on his way home from work to help look for her) stop his truck in the middle of the road and approached a car. The lady was driving around looking for the owner of our little white puff ball. She went through a hole in the fence in the back yard. It's was truely a testimony of how quickly our prayers were answered. We were more then glad to offer another little prayer to Thank Our Heavenly Father.

Conversation with Erin

As we laid in bed all snugly together watching TV Erin looked at me with her eyes inebriate with love.

Erin-Mommy do you love me?

Me-ABSOLUTELY!

E-How much?

M-As high as you can count and more.

E-Why?

snuggling closer

M-Because you so wonderful, sweet, funny, beautiful, nice, you make mommy happy and Heavenly Father blessed me by letting me be your mommy.

Closing her eyes with a big smile and rubbing her face on me with total content.

Me-Do you love mommy?

E-yes.

M-How much?

E-127 and 6

M-why do you love mommy?

E-because you give me food.

Motherhood can be so taken for granted but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

True Confessions

This is inspired by Liz Biz-nis. I don't want to leave such a long comment on her blog. I'm going to limit my list because I'm doing this blog as a "journaling" method to pass to my kids and I don't want to spend my later years seating next to them on a couch at their Dr's appt while the therapist tells me what a lousy job I did. For the record I'd like to say that we visit the dentist every 6 months and I have a chart for Erin to make sure we brush our teeth daily. Being that said I would like to begin my confession now.

1. Ellie spits up all over me all the time and I wore the same shirt for 3 days because John is out of town so there is no reason to take a shower.

2. Make the bed? What are these people talking about? We're suppose to make the bed?

3. I bought one of Erin's Christmas presents with her money out of her piggy bank. I figure she has more money then I do and she wants the expensive gift.

4. We ate cookie dough for breakfast.

5. Erin knows all the lyrics to Welcome to the Jungle by Guns and Roses.


That's enough. I plea the fifth on the grounds that I may incriminate myself for the remainder of this confession.

I'm proud of my little guy.

This post my cause some folks to look a little different at me but it is what it is. If you don't know this about me already I get a little stressed (understatement)when my house is disarrayed. I'm not quite sure what takes place when I go to the store for an hour but it's not pretty. I returned home right after a nuclear bomb hit my house about two weeks ago and instead of cleaning I was in that "I call mercy" mood. A few days later (when I was over my I give up mood) I decided to clean the watermellon juice and seeds off the chairs and table in the kitchen and Erin found a dry watermellon seed and wanted to plant it. ONE seed, 3 days old, stuck to this chair. "It won't work Erin, but if you insist (and she did) whatever, do what you want". So in the soil it goes and that was the end of that. Erin patiently waited and 3 days later, "MOM!, look at my watermellon" Sure enough there was a little sprout.

About a week later we had sandwiches for lunch and being the clean freak I am the next morning I was cleaning up the mess and in all my frustration of not having time and energy to be more clean I looked down and right there.....a dried tomatoe seed stared me in the face. "Should I try this?...it will never grow." I decided to take Erin's childlike Faith with this seed and I secretly planted it not wanting to be embarressed about being naive if it didn't work. But 3 days later a little sprout pop thru the soil and 5 days later a couple of leaves pop out and each day he gets a little bigger and more leaves continue to grow out. The little guy is in my kitchen window and he reminds me everyday that if I have understanding that I'm not perfect and faith that Heavenly Father will take care of the rest I can truely still be productive.

P.S. The watermellon vine is still growing like a weed also. Erin is very proud of it.