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Momma Said

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This week has been a busy blur of domestic chores. I am trying to take advantage of having an extra set of hands on deck and taking care of some serious Spring cleaning.
My children are up to their usual antics. I opened the front door this afternoon to find Emma pulling up her panties after a quick pee break outside. THIS is an improvement and I’ll take it, thank you very much. I also found her this afternoon standing on her bathroom counter wearing nothing but her tennis shoes and a smile…
I’ve also been consumed with finishing up the details for our upcoming Disney trip. That’s right, I’m packing up this 3 ring circus and taking this show on the road! I’m sure we will do Disney like it’s never been done before. I’ll sweat and maybe cuss a little and you’ll get to laugh about it later!

Shuggie

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Grandmothers are one of the best inventions God ever came up, and He’s had some good ones in His Day. My mother is here from Alabama and with her help I have accomplished in 2 days what I couldn’t have done in 2 weeks. We have done hundreds of loads of laundry, cleaned out closets and the fridge (that’s a chore I’m only willing to take on with back up!)

I got teary yesterday while I was doing laundry and lunch was magically making itself in the kitchen. I had to stop and give Shuggie a big hug. She laughed. I didn’t even have to say anything, she knew exactly how I felt.

Aubrey (4) stopped eating her lunch for long enough to ask me why I was hugging Shuggie.
“Because,” I told her. “She is the best thing in the entire world!”

Sadie Plum

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I just didn’t want you people to think I had forgotten that I actually have 3 kids and not just 2. Sadie is just so sweet and has yet to be corrupted by her sisters. There is simply no drama to report. She is a happy, healthy baby girl! She is 4 months old today…thanks to her Aunt B for reminding me. :)
I saw Sadie roll from her tummy to her back for the first time this week. Apparently, she’s been doing this for awhile, I just assumed one of her sisters had flipped her over or tried to carry her off and that was why she wasn’t always the same place I left her while doing laundry.
She has started eating rice cereal and Aubrey (4) likes to yell at her “CHEW, Sadie, CHEW!” I am currently trying to “Babywise“ her bedtime routine. I tend to spoil her a little at night once the little monsters go to bed, so I am now trying to break her of falling asleep in my arms.
It won’t be long before she is tagging along behind the other two, curls flying every which way as they continue to be their mischievous little selves.

Emma’s Antics

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One of my friends totally busted some little pervert on the playground trying to lift up Emma’s (2) dress, to see her “My Little Pony” panties today. I asked Emma what happened. For the sake of the child involved I won’t disclose his name, my husband would probably leave work and be waiting for the child to wake up from his nap so they could have a “talk.”
Emma said, “He twied to wook at my coo-coo Momma.” (Look, you have to call it something. That’s the best I could come up with.)
I told her the only time it is OK to hit is when a boy is trying to look at her coo-coo and to slug him next time…no child of mine is going to be a victim!

Aubrey Said: What I Learned in Church

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We were leaving church today and I asked Aubrey (4) what she learned in her class…
Aubrey: How to be a muddy, muddy Christian….
Me: You mean a MIGHTY, MIGHTY Christian?
Aubrey: NO! A MUDDY, MUDDY CHRISTIAN!
Me: What is a Muddy Christian?
Aubrey: Somebody who doesn’t take a bath.

She’s been singing, “I am a Christian! A muddy, muddy Christian!” all day.

Date Night

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You know it’s been awhile since you’ve been out on a date with your husband when you find yourself going to the Mall ON your date so that you can find clothes to wear TO your date. Tonight Zeb and I were going to meet friends for dinner downtown. After my trip to the Strawberry Festival, my pants were no longer suitable for anything other than cutting grass or perhaps a trip to the Flora-Bama.

At the moment I have LITERALLY one pair of pants that fit. (Thanks to what as known as the “in-between-stage” of post-partum weight loss.) I know as women we say all the time, “I don’t have anything to wear,” but seriously people, I had one pair of pants that were totally trashed and my husband wanted me to go out to dinner.

I dug out an old pair of jeans, rubbed some Vaseline on my butt and thighs and pulled them on. (I might be exaggerated a tiny bit. TINY.) I buttoned them, but (lol) breathing was no longer an option. My husband walked through the bathroom as I was sucking it in and zipping them up and said, “Babe, you look cute.” I rolled my eyes. “What?” He asked. “I cannot sit down in these pants…” After explaining and showing my husband that I only had one pair of pants to my name, he called our friends and told them we would be a few minutes late (Sorry Petersons!)

The Best Husband in the EN-TIRE World took Momma to the store to get some new clothes. I won’t say the name of the store but I will say it’s the first time I’ve bought clothes in over a year that didn’t have buggies (carts, to you Northerners!)

I stood in the dressing room in nothing but my SPANX and nursing bra, and waited for Zeb to purchase my date night ensemble. As I waited, I was hopeful that this night would end better than the last date when I paid a babysitter to watch my kids while I contracted food poisoning. Ah, happy endings…new clothes and no vomiting OR diarrhea.

Aubrey Said: Bees

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A few weeks ago Aubrey (4) was dipping her chicken fingers in honey and she asked me where the honey came from…
Me: The bees made it just for you.
Aubrey: But how did they get it in that bottle?

Today at the Strawberry Festival there was a bee-keeper. He had a hive or whatever you call it, in glass so the kids could see the bees working away. Aubrey was enthralled. I had tried during our previous dinner time conversation to explain how the bees made honey, and now she was getting to see it first hand. She watched in amazement and said, “WOW, they sure are busy Momma!”