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Sadie Gets Silly

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Sadie makes her “siddy paces” for you. In case you were wondering that’s chocolate and half a tube of ChapStick smeared all over her “pace.”

Emma’s Essentials

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It’s been a weird day. Tonight I just wanted to chill with The Hubster and watch a little TV while my kids chilled in the next room watching some Old School Looney Tunes. But I couldn’t because one of the little monsters lost the remote to the TV that actually has cable and TiVo. The input select on the TV was set to some flippin’ AV-nonsense which meant I could only see a blank screen and with no remote there was nothing I could do about it.
Emma(4) swore she didn’t touch the remote. Aubrey (6) was at a friend’s house so I couldn’t ask her if she had seen it. Sadie (2) just nodded and said “Yeah, wee-mote,” every time I asked her about it.
So I cleaned Aubrey and Emma’s room in a desperate attempt to channel surf. I did not find the remote, but here’s what I did find…

1) A cereal bowl in Emma’s pajama drawer.
2) An artist’s palette under her covers.
3) A knitting needle under her pillow.
4) And what four-year-old DOESN’T have The Handbook of Knots on her bedside table? (I’m just guessing this is how she learned to rope her baby sister like a cowboy ropes a steer.)
This just further fuels my brother’s theory that Emma is going to be a female Jason Bourne one day. Be afraid people, be very afraid.
What’s the last thing your kids did that left you shaking your head and muttering, “Whhhhhaaaat the… ?”

A Day In The Life

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THIS is just one of the many reasons I’m off my blogging game. Sadie is everywhere. She is everywhere all at once. Right before I took this picture she had opened the cabinet, grabbed a bag of coffee and ate a handful of coffee grounds. Sadie is busy, therefore I am busy. Pretty much any time she is asleep or immobile, I collapse in a heap.

My freelance work has picked up some which is awesome, because they pay me in DOLLARS, and I’ve started working on edits for Book 2. I got my notes back from Agent Jenny & I’m really excited about getting this book finished and sent to her so we can move forward. (Sometimes I really have to pinch myself that this is even my life. I am writing and people are READING it? Other people are PAYING me to do it?? Jenny Bent is my agent?? Shut. Up.)

At any rate, I’ve been crazy busy writing and chasing my kids and I’ve gotten involved with an AMAZING program. YoungLives is a mentoring program for teen moms and we are getting geared up to really start making a difference in these girls lives. I’m super excited to be involved and can’t wait to tell you more about it!

I just wanted y’all to know why I haven’t been obsessively blogging!

What’s been keeping you busy lately?

Walking The Dog

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No, we don’t have a dog. As you may remember, we don’t “do” pets very well. But that didn’t stop Emma from taking her dog on a walk. Emma found this rope in her Daddy’s shop a few weeks ago. I took it away from her because she kept tying chairs to couches, and garbage cans to barstools. It was quite cumbersome and extremely ANNOYING, so I confiscated it. I put the rope on top of our refrigerator, a.k.a. Toy Purgatory (I should take a picture of it for you one day. It’s absolutely RIDICULOUS the amount of stuff that is up there.)

A few days ago Emma begged me for the rope and said, “I pwomise Momma, I will not tie up nuffin’. I pwomise! Pwease, Momma PWEASE can I hab my rope back?”
I caved. She’s cute. I was powerless. I have no defense.
Approximately 3 minutes later I heard Sadie panting and barking and Emma yelling, “GOOD DOG!”
As they walked through my office I cocked an eyebrow at Emma.
“Welllllllll, Momma. Her wikes it. And I didn’t TIE huh up, I just wapped it awound huh a bunch of times….”
Touche. And Sadie did wike it.

What toys do you routinely have to take away from your kiddos?