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Mommy Tips

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Sometimes, you can bathe your baby with a baby wipe instead of giving them an actual bath. They may not be clean, but they will smell better and the baby wipe will remove all the crusty spots so that other moms don’t judge you when you drop your older kids off at school.

The Moultrie News

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Click HERE to read this week’s article in The Moultrie News. (Even God is laughing at me and my kids.)

No Pics of Sadie

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My sister-wife, Lizzie, and I hung all my pictures in the new house today. (RELAX, I’m not a polygamist, but it is definitely the best way to describe our relationship.) I realized while hanging all my pictures that I didn’t have one single picture of Baby Sadie in my den. (I do have ONE in the house, but that sounds even more pathetic and sad.)

So tonight, while Hubs took Aubrey on a dinner date (to Taco Bell, and yes, I was jealous) I decided to upload and order some pictures so that Sadie could be fairly represented in our family photographs. It only took about ten minutes, before I realized why I haven’t had time to order any pictures in the last year…and it starts with an “E.”

Aubrey’s Antics: The Boy Next Door

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We all know Aubrey thinks The Boy Next Door is a cutie-patootie, because he IS. This afternoon he and his little sister came over to play outside with us for a little while and there was so much flirting going on I could hardly keep a straight face.

The Boy Next Door climbed on top of our play set and jumped to the ground, provoking many Ooos and Ahhhs from my girls. After jumping from the unseemly height of 36 inches lost its shock factor, The Boy Next Door went to get his bicycle so he could show us his crazy bike skillz.
But once again, after the initial Ooohs and Ahhhs, the girls lost interest and began playing among themselves again. So, The Boy Next Door went totally primal and started talking about killing stuff.
TBND: I killed two ducks today. And one time I (warning, this is a bit graphic) ripped the heads off of 5 ducks with my bare hands. I had fur and blood all over my hands.

It worked.

Aubrey turned around in awe and asked, “How OLD are you?”

TBND: I’m six, and I do dangerous stuff.