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Note to self: Remember tonight

There are so many moments as the Mom of Blake that I want to bottle up and never forget. That’s actually the number one reason I began writing. I was afraid I would forget. The other day I had one of those moments that I knew I would always remember, but still, what if I … Continue reading »

My Sunshine

While eating breakfast with Blake this morning, the song, “You are my Sunshine” came on. Our conversation went like this: “Blake, you are MY sunshine” “Like the sun in the sky?” “Yes, you’re bright and happy like the sun. And you make me happy.” “Mom, you make me happy, too.” “Please don’t take my sunshine … Continue reading »

Welcome to the Nifty Fifties!

2 conversations with my (apparently a little bit sexist) 3 year old: We were walking into preschool today alongside Miss Kait. Miss Kait is someone we know from church, and she also happens to be the aid to a sweet girl with autism in his preschool class. We are big Miss Kait fans.  Sometimes, when … Continue reading »

God is Great, God is good…

…Let us thank Him for our food.  By His hands, we are fed, thank you God for daily bread.  Amen. This is the prayer we taught Blake about a year ago as our “dinner prayer”.  And quite typically, my little lover of routine asks to do it before every meal.  If we forget, he will remind … Continue reading »

Potty Mouth

Our language around here has really gone to the crapper.  It’s time.  This is a season that I have truly dreaded being a part of and have been eager to be on the other side of.  Potty training.  There must be a better way.  And for all of my super-cool, kid-free friends who find this … Continue reading »

Staples. That was easy.

We saw lots of friends and family over the holidays and I was flattered to find out that there are at least 7 people out there who are disappointed by my lack of internet rambling.  I may or may not make it my New Years resolution to be a better blogger.  I’m really reaching for … Continue reading »

Self: This is your life

I’m sad that I have another story for you which involves poop.  I really am.  But, you’ve been warned. Today was a rainy, dark, muggy day.  I thought for sure B would nap.  But instead, he found many other things to do from the confines of his bed.  One of them was to fill his … Continue reading »

The Case for Naptime andalongwindedsidenote

I’m currently stationed in the hallway outside the door of my (almost) 3 year old. We are too many temper-tantrums into this day and I’m going to have to play the Mom Card and insist that he lay there until the sleep overtakes him.  He’s pretty determined to not sleep, but as usual, he underestimates … Continue reading »

Hand, foot, and mouth

Sounds like hoof and mouth, so I figured it only affected cattle. But no, hand, foot, and mouth affected us.  We spent all of last week in seclusion. This is what our week looked like: It started with a very high fever. We fought it for about 2 days.  In my desperation to get it … Continue reading »