Robin's Chicks

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MommyTips

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Never share a drink with a toddler eating crackers.

You’re welcome.

Help a Sista Out

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Amber, one of my buddies from South Carolina, who is now living in Nashville, Tenn. posted something on Facebook yesterday that caught my attention. I clicked around and followed a couple of links and learned that a friend of her’s had a little boy named Jack, who is about to undergo major heart and lung surgery.

Here is the really cool part, Amber’s daughter, Tirzah who is only 8 years old, had a great idea. She wanted to raise money to help Jack and his parents pay for this expensive surgery. Her idea? A carnival!

The carnival will be Saturday July 10th, I’ll announce the location as soon as it’s finalized for those of you close enough to attend.

But even if you can’t go, you can still help out. You can go to Amber and Tirzah’s blog to make donations, just like I’ll be doing today! And if you have any new items you could donate to raffle, you can contact Amber at amberzaccagni@gmail.com. I’m sending a couple of Robin’s Chicks t-shirts!

Please help out if you can, even $5 will help!

Filed Under: PSA

Aubrey Said: Bacon

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I’m introducing “Back in the Day…” as a way to blog about stuff that happened B.B. (before the blog.)

This morning I was feeding Sadie breakfast and she burped, then giggled. I laughed with her and said, “Sadie say ‘Excuse me.'” She attempted to say it but not before I remembered how when Aubrey was around the same age, she used to say, “bacon,” every single time she burped.

I have zero idea where Aubrey got the idea that you were supposed to say “bacon” after you burped but my sister and I found it so hysterically funny we started saying it too.

When Aubrey was a little over two years old, Zeb’s brother graduated from Marine Corps boot camp. We drove to Paris Island, S.C. from Savannah, Ga. for the day to celebrate and cook out with his family. We ate hot dogs and hamburgers and spent time with Zeb’s siblings before loading up and heading home.

On the drive back, Aubrey and Emma were in the back seat with my niece, Faith, watching The Little Mermaid. All of a sudden the car windows rattled as Aubrey burped like a full grown man. I was waiting for her to say, “bacon,” but instead I heard, “Mmmmm! Nummy hot dog!”

It’s okay to throw up in your mouth a little bit, I’m pretty sure that’s what Aubrey did.

Emma’s Antics: Peejamees

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I’m sleeping with the tooth fairy tonight.

Emma: Momma dese ah my weal peejamees, in weal life. I pwomise.

Me: Whatever, you just keep your taffeta on your side of the bed.