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Aubrey Said: Uncle Blake

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Aubrey rode with me to the airport to pick up my sister and her family yesterday.
Aubrey: Momma, who’s going to sit with me?
Me: Whoever you want to baby.
Aubrey: I think I want B. (her aunt)
Me: OK.
Aubrey: Uncle Blake gonna sit with you?
Me: Yep.
Aubrey: (REALLY concerned) Momma, if him asks you to marry him you just say NO WAY JOSE and keep driving!!

Aubrey Said: Baby Tucker

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While I was cooking dinner on the grill for our house guests last night, Aubrey and Emma were inside with their aunt and uncle in baby heaven. They had “one girl baby and one boy baby” as Aubrey put it. And don’t you think for one second that child missed A THING. (If you will, a moment of silence for the Sponge Bob Square Penis Debacle of 2009…)

During Tucker’s very first diaper change in our house Aubrey said, in her very best four-year-old baby talk voice, “Ooooooh, look at his little penis! It’s soooo cute! Look at his cute little penis! It’s just a little circle! Boys have a penis! AND girls have a coo-coo! Oh isn’t it cute?”

Recipes: Fried Dill Pickles

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I had a hormone induced CRAVING for something salty and fried this weekend. It was BAD, y’all. SO bad in fact that I went to the store at 9:30 at night to buy dill pickle chips and bring’em home to fry. Don’t you worry, I’m not preggo, it was just necessary.

If you are a woman you understand this. If you are man living with a woman you MIGHT know where I’m coming from. If you are a single man and have been that way for a while, you are probably judging me and I DON’T CARE!

My own huzband said “I can’t believe you are doing this so late at night. Aren’t you tired?” I screamed, waving my tongs in the air, “Dammit, you talk to me when you’ve had 3 babies in 4 years, just stopped breastfeeding and switched birth control pills!” He left me to eat my pickles in peace. (If you’re thinking I have no personal boundaries you’re wrong. The stuff I don’t tell y’all would give you nightmares…)

Here’s the recipe. Aunt LuLu can kiss it, I don’t even care if it’s hers. It’s just how I feel today, y’all.

You need dill pickle chips, all-purpose flour, Tony’s Creole Seasoning (don’t know Tony, I’m sorry for ya! But any Cajun seasoning will do.) Oil for frying. Ranch for dipping.

Mix 2 cups of flour in a gallon size Ziploc with a palm full of seasoning. Drain the pickle chips on a paper towel then add to Ziploc, shake until coated. Fry in oil until golden brown, fry in batches to prevent overcrowding in pan. Pickles will float when done. Drain on paper towels and serve with ranch…or try not to burn your mouth as you scarf them down straight outta the grease… whichever.

Aubrey Said: Breakfast

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“Momma, you make the best toast in the whole wide world ever!”

If you actually ask me for a recipe, I’ll be praying for you…

Emma Said: Smell Dis

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Emma stuck her index finger in my face…
Emma: Momma smell dis.
Me: Um, why? Where has it been?
Emma: My booty.
Me: Um, pass. Go wash your hands.

Aubrey Said: Barbie Belly

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I took the big girls swimming earlier this week with a friend of mine. (The best neighbor in the entire universe kept Sadie…thanks Connie!) I had a baby on December 23rd and unlike Gwenyth Paltrow, Madonna and the rest of those skanks with a six-pack and a six-month-old…I DO NOT look like I’ve never had a baby. I am still trying to lose my baby weight. And I will, I’ve done it twice before, it just takes me some time and I have to WORK for every single pound. I’m talking Spin classes and weight training, people.

Anywho, so we’re at the pool and Aubrey hugs me and says, “Do you have a really big belly Mommy?” My sweet friend Courtney was like, “Nooooo! She doesn’t!” (I told you she was sweet, but she was also a little bit of a liar.) I took the opportunity to remind Aubrey that just a few short months ago there was a PERSON LIVING IN THERE!! Remember???

Aubrey: Will it ever be little again Mommy?
Good question, let’s hope so.
Me: Yes, baby. That is why Mommy goes to the gym to exercise. To be healthy and help my tummy get smaller.

As I mentioned, we went to Target today to blow some birthday money. I make the girls share gift cards and we stretch them out over the entire summer, so as a special treat they were both allowed to pick out a Mermaid Skank…er, Barbie. They have been very pleased with their purchases and have spent a good portion of the day in our indoor swimming pool. (The bathtub, people.)

As I was cooking dinner Aubrey came running into the kitchen with her little, purple finned-skank, pointed at her abnormally small waistline and said…
Mommy, your belly gonna get that little?
Me: (BIG sigh) Yes baby.
Aubrey: It’s going to take a LOOONG, LOOOONG, LOOOOOOONG time! Huh, Mommy?
Me: Go get back in the tub, Aubrey.

Emma Said: Rock and Roll

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I took the girls to Target today to get out of the house and let Emma (3) spend a little birthday money from her grandparents. As we were pulling out of the neighborhood. in complete silence, TOTALLY out of the blue, Emma yelled, “Wet’s get weady to wock-n-woll!!!”

I love this kid.