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Spring Break & What NOT To Do At The Doctor’s Office

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I totally can’t believe that Spring Break is ovah! It seems like yesterday it was February and I was looking at the calendar for March while breathing into a brown paper bag, trying to figure out how I was going to fit everything in. I didn’t think there was any way possible that I would be able to meet all of my deadlines, pack my family up and send them in 5 different directions and remain sane. But I did it.
It’s been hectic and I’ve totally neglected my bliggedy-blog. But now I’m back. Mostly. I still have some writing deadlines to meet and a few road trips to make but I can see April peeking around the corner and I know I’ll make it.
If you wouldn’t mind, I would LOVE YOUR VOTE over on Circle of Moms for Top 25 Funniest Moms, the competition is fierce! You can vote once a day. Just click on the link then click on VOTE. Easy peasy, no offering up your first born child, no entering your email address and blood type… just one little click. Thanks for that Boo. I feel better already.
ALSO, since you went to all that trouble for me, here is the link to last week’s (I think, it’s all a blur) column… crap. Now I don’t even remember what it was about… lemme see… OH!! You are gonna love this! This is the one where I get all my feelings out about waiting room etiquette at the doctor’s office— there was an unidentified rash, lots of touching and my chirrens. ‘Nuff said. Go read it, THEN come back and tell me this-
What would you have said to that Momma?

Sadie Speaks- I Laugh

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Sadie is a little over two-years-old and a lot funny. The child speaks in complete sentences and has a sense of humor.

When I asked her tonight if she wanted to go to bed she said, “NO Wobin, I’m not weady yet.”
Mmm-kay.
When I tried to put her down for a nap yesterday she said, “I not get in my bed. I wanna go in da wibbin woom.” (Living room.)
When she pointed to a mole on my leg tonight and asked me, “What’s dat Momma?”
I said, “A mole.”
She pretended to gag.
I almost peed my pants.
Tonight, I was brushing her teeth and as soon as I put her Elmo toothbrush in her mouth she grimaced. “Ewwww, dat toofpaste tastes wike poo-poo.”
I didn’t almost pee my pants.
What’s the last thing one of your kids said that made you remember you could use a bladder tack?

I’m at Camp Y’all

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For reaslies. Sleeping on a bunk bed. On the BOTTOM obviously, can you even IMAGINE me trying to climb down a ladder in dead dark with a full bladder!? Not a good thing.
I am in Jasper, GA at Sharp Top Cove, at a YoungLives training program. (And not in Forks, WA as you may have assumed from the pic. Although, if Edward shows up… I could be awhile.)
YoungLives is a mentoring program for Teen Moms, that is so exciting I don’t even have any words for it. There are chapters across the country and if you are even the least bit interested I would encourage you to Google it, or leave me a comment and I’ll see if I can help you find a club near you.
My kids are scattered hither and yon between grandparents and while I’m learning more about this ministry, I am going to bed without tucking three little blondies at bed at night. I do miss them but, I’m eating 3 hot meals a day that I didn’t prepare, walking gorgeous mountain trails by rushing streams, and meeting some of the sweetest and most fun girls EVER. We may or may not have played Just Dance 2 after all of our meetings tonight. And I may or may not have OWNED Beyonce’s “Crazy in Love.” (Spoiler: MAY. I rocked it.)
And to make me justa little happier, (because don’t I just sound like I’m teetering on the edge of depression???) Look what is ON THE FLIPPING SCHEDULE FOR TOMORROW:
From 9:15 to 10am… look: SOLITUDE. Shut. Up.
No really, be quiet.
I will be having solitude so don’t bother me.

Aubrey’s Got Joy

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On Sundays during church, Aubrey likes to write me notes on her bulletin. It’s so sweet to watch her express herself in words and she gets so serious concentrating on what she wants to say: she’s hungry, can she have a peppermint, or does she HAVE to take a nap after church.
I don’t know why she was so happy this past Sunday. I had the shakes from trying to get everyone to church on time, trying to keep Emma in her seat and still and I was just praying I wouldn’t have to carry anybody out of the sanctuary before they were dismissed for Children’s Church.
In the middle of me twitching nervously on the pew, and feeling guilty about yelling at every single member of my family as I herded them out the door and to the car, THIS is what Aubrey wrote:
“You make me feel so happy momy that I feel like I am feeld up whith joy!!” (And if she was reading this she would definitely say, “The exclamation points mean you should use your excited voice!!”)
*TEARS*

Aubrey Said: Redneck Sledding

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(Photo via Joy Wright Photography)

After school today Aubrey and her best buddy John Heston were talking about Spring Break. John Man was talking about his family’s upcoming ski trip and Aubrey was telling him about our beach trip.

JH: I can ski so good. I can ski as good as my dad.
Aubrey: How do you know how to ski so good John Man?
JH: I have a teacher.
Aubrey: Oh.
JH: Have you ever been skiing before Aubrey?
Oh yeeeeaaaahhhh. That’s my girl.
What are you doing for Spring Break? Taking your 3-ring circus on the road and counting the days until school starts back? Or staying home and counting the days until school starts back?