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The Moultrie News

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Click HERE to read this week’s article in The Moultrie News. (Surviving Christmas or Where the Hell I’ve Been for the Last 2 Weeks.)

Pop Pete’s Tutu

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Emma (3) got a new tutu for Christmas (along with her own toolbox, a hammer and a wrench. And yes, I mean real ones.) She loved her new tutu and insisted on wearing it for two days straight with little regard for the freezing temperatures. Her grandfather, Pop Pete, said “That shore is a nice tutu. I reckon I need to get me one of those…”

“Wellll, you’ll hab to get a weally big one,” Emma said.

HELLO? Hello…hello?

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Is anybody out there? I haven’t disappeared! I have successfully moved a family of five several hundred miles and survived multiple Christmas celebrations and I will live to tell you all about it!
I was forced by circumstances, my children and the cable company to take a short break from blogging but I’m back, baby!

My kids (and I) were uber excited to sleep in their own beds last night and as I tucked them in for the very first time in our new house, Aubrey squealed with delight.

“Momma, I am stho glad I’m in my bed it’s stho cuddly and soft!” She promptly pulled the covers over her head and went to sleep.

I turned to Emma and begin arranging her blankets and animals for her. “Are you so excited to be in your bed, too?”

“Yip. But, ugh. My mees are killin’ me!” She flopped back on her pillow with the exasperation of a 6o-year old retired NFLer. Apparently unpacking was as hard on Emma’s knees as it was on my back!

If you want to see pics of the new house, send me a Facebook friend request.

Aubrey Said: Your Hair

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Aubrey has had some issues with my hair lately. Last night she grabbed a fistful of my hair, held it up above my head and said, “Look Momma! You’re a unicorn! You have a corn on your head!”

“You mean a HORN?”

“No!” She giggled. “A corn!”

Tonight, I am sitting at Zeb’s sister’s house with Aubrey and Emma, watching Dr Suess cartoons and waiting for Willy Wonka to come on. A commercial for Willy Wonka came on and Aubrey said,”Momma, your hair looks just like him!”

“Who? Willy Wonka?”

“Yeah, just like him!”

Becki laughed hysterically and said, “Sorry!” While I was left to sit here and wonder what I can do to keep my hair from looking like Gene Wilder’s circa 1971.