This week has been busy. And by busy, I mean spent cuddling on the couch 24/7.

How is it today already!? And by today, I mean Thursday.

Will has been 'stuck' in town (oh, gosh darn, hey?! ;) ) due to weather at his home, and I've been sadly showing him my psychotic life... armpit cellulite ... routine of the day while he's been hanging around. And by hanging around, I mean being TOTALLY awesome. And by totally awesome, I mean, HELPING!

Yah, he's a handy boy, that Will. And who doesn't love a hot dude in a tool belt!? He tells me I have to put him to work, so he doesn't get too bored. BORED!!!?? Cuz playing "what's the baby gonna put in her mouth next" games are so NOT boring!

Okay, fair enough--
So he has fixed the broken ottoman. Good thing I owned wood glue! Whoda thunk!?

He has fixed my piano! Not that it sounds any better when I butcher play music on it, so I think I'm gonna be asking for my money back on THAT one! ;) Fixed shcmixed!

He has fixed my rear passenger door on my van. Which, if he did nothing else for me in my entire life, I'd be happy just with that! I have hated having that door broken for SO long, and Mr. Fix It got it to work in just an hour... WHILE babysitting for free entertaining a dayhome kid who is fascinated by tools and cars and all that 'boy' stuff.

He has also built shelves for me in the basement for my food storage that Chris told me he'd build MONTHS ago! Look how pretty!!! During naptime, the two of us set to work on this Shelf-Reliance can holder. We decided that all dating couples should have to put one of these together before getting married! ;) Lucky for us, we got it together without losing an eye getting TOO badly hurt in the process. And by getting hurt, I mean Will scratched his back on the waterheater by accident. I did NOT push him into it have anything to do with that one!

So, now I've got a cleaned food storage area, and I realize how little food I actually HAVE down there in case we all die of swine flu ... I use all my grocery money on Redbulls ... of emergency.


Suffice it to say, dating a handy-dude is kinda fun for me! ;)

I'm actually finding it hard to accept the help. It's just the type of person I am. I mean, really, I've been doing this type of stuff on my own since Chris left the house. But, in all honesty, Chris wasn't that handy, so I've been doing it on my own since we've been married. And by doing it on my own, I mean doing it POORLY just to get by. Like the "shelves" in the garage Will made fun of me for. :( And by shelves, I mean a 1x8 put on a few brackets to hold junk.

I come from a family of women who DO. They are handier than most of their spouses, generations passed down through generations of handy-women who marry incontinents... incompetents non-handy-men.

But apparently I make a good dinner, so at least I've got something to offer back! And by good dinner, I mean I open a can of spagettiOs like no one's business.

Not Me Monday.

It's NOT that time again-- hosted by MckMamma, here's another week's version of NOT ME MONDAY.

So, I was NOT making breakfast for Mimi this morning, when I did NOT see two bags of macadamia nuts on the pantry shelf. I totally am NOT craving White Chocolate Macadamia Nut cookies now! Unfortunately, I do NOT have to go to the grocery store this morning if I'd like to make those, seeing as the stash of white chocolate chunks in my Pantry is so NOT plentiful. As IF I keep that type of stuff in my cupboard! I'm always NOT worried that Paul will all of a sudden show up and raid my food cupboards again, like on the X-weighted TV show! ;)

I am NOT happy about finally attending my own ward yesterday. Seems like, well, a month of Sundays since I had been there, what with holidays, conference, and travelling to temple-city to visit Will.

Will is NOT teaching me soooo much about myself. I do NOT feel a different sense of respect from him than I've felt from any man before. I do NOT enjoy spending HOURS discussing our fears and our futures, reading journal excerpts and do NOT enjoy the growth of our relationship while watching him 'semi' parent my kids, and him watching me. It is NOT odd for me to remember that we're both "dating" each other's children too, and that's just the way it is with single parents. I did NOT get a long email from his ex, after the post that was SOOOO not intended to start as much drama as it did!! It was NOT a nice letter, to which I was grateful for.

I was NOT slightly annoyed with Chris again this weekend. Not because of something he technically 'DID', but.... well. Friday night he did NOT want to come see the kids after work. I do not have a problem with that, and know that my kids do NOT need that time with their father. I did NOT plan my 'movie-date night' with the monkeys like we have done often. I did NOT expect Chris to have better things to do after dinner (although, I did NOT forget that his girlfriend was out of town, so technically, he DIDN'T have anything else to...ahem... do). I was NOT a bit put-out when he did NOT decide to stay through the movie with us. It did NOT make me feel kinda intruded upon seeing as it was MY evening with the kids and my 'thing' with them, but I did NOT keep my mouth shut about it. In those type of moments, I do NOT appreciate that, as another single dad, Will can explain Chris' side a bit, and do NOT understand that my comfort is not more important than my children's need to be near their father as much as possible. And, yes, even Chris' need to be near his children.

I am NOT annoyed with the rabbits in my area who keep eating all my flowers! I did NOT plant over 150 bulbs last fall, and am sure that 140 have been dug up and eaten already. grrr. I am NOT considering killing the mo fos with some serious poison or pellet gun some drastic action against said hoppers. I'm not a fan of bunnies/rabbits/hares to begin with, seeing as I have a permanent scar on my arm from a rabbit bite. It's NOT a big scar that people are always shocked about when I say a bunny did it. I may or may NOT have deserved the bite, as I was 8 years old and did NOT scold the bunny immediately after he was NOT done mating. Word to the wise, post-coital rabbits do NOT need a bit of down time before you get them all angry at you.

I do NOT have a nice quiet week. It is NOT cold and snowing yet again, and I am NOT looking forward to MAY!!!! YAY.

I am NOT going to go make those cookies now. tee hee. I do NOT want to discuss what the scale is saying lately. :)

Six Word Saturday

It's Saturday again. Time to play along with Cate at Show My Face. (see the button on my sidebar)

My six words for today:

I Should Really Be In Nashville!


Yep. Today is the Nashville Country Music Marathon I should have been running in. First marathon I 'committed' to (didn't pay the fees, though). First marathon I trained for. First marathon I ditched. :(

Life happened. I trained for 10 weeks. I was more than 1/2 way done the 18-week program when I "lost it" in January- all those Issues Episodes and asking Chris to leave and.just.everything. It would have been fun and personally rewarding to be running on that marathon road right now, ready and trained and fit. But I had another road to follow, I guess. And it's still bringing me some personal rewards. Where one door closes, another opens.

So, I will keep on running. Literally and figuratively.

Besides. I still don't have my passport! ;)

Last Night's Prayer

After I sang his favourite bedtime song, Bear said his prayers, and got into bed.


Bear: Mom?
Me: Yah, Buddy?
Bear: Does Heavenly Father hear our prayers?
Me: I believe so, yes.
Bear: But how?
Me: (uh...) Well, He's God. He has heavenly powers that we don't understand. We'll understand when we die, but right now, it's not important for us to know HOW he hears us, just that we know He DOES.

*walk to door*

Okay, goodnight hun. Sweet dreams!

*begin to close door*

Bear: Mom?
Me: What is it, bud?
Bear: When ARE we going to die?
Me: I don't know. When Heavenly Father thinks that it's time for us to go back to Heaven, I guess.
Bear: I wish it was now.
Me: *?????? * We still have things to learn on earth before we go back.
Bear: Yah. I want to go back home soon.
Me: *smile* You will someday. But lemme keep you for a little longer, kay? Goodnight sweetie.
Bear: Goodnight Mom.

Where There's a Will

Okay,
It's Thursday. I am sunburnt. yep. TOTALLY sunburnt from Monday afternoon, when I went outside with the kidlets and wrote in my paper journal on the deck. I was out for about an hour, but came in, SUNBURNT!!! Wow.

Then. Today I was up and got to shovel my driveway. Sunburnt. Shovelling snow.

Welcome to Calgary.
Then, the bus didn't come. So, seeing as how there were too many kids for me to safely transport the school-aged ones to school by myself, they have a snow-day. AND, they have the day off tomorrow for parent-teacher interviews, so it's kinda a REALLY long weekend.

On other, non-related news, I am so unbloggified lately as if you didn't notice. Slacker over here is having a hard time finding fodder to share. Not that I don't have THINGS worth blogging about, but it's nothing anyone else really finds that entertaining. That, and I found out recently that Will's exwife-to-be also reads my blog. Um, wierd, but whatever. Apparently she tried to use it as ammunition to hurt him, which only works if she actually thinks that what I write in the blog is the whole story. She's not very friendly to me, but whatever. I wrote her another post the other day-- one similar to the one I wrote for EF, but it was TOTALLY full of 'blue air", and have decided just to keep it in my back pocket for another day. Stay tuned for it, I may just air it eventually. :P Nonetheless, everyone say Hi to Sarah.

But, I will share a few pics he so awesomely sent me to share with "my peeps" here on the blog. From the past weekend. (no, no swimming pool shots-- THANKGOODNESS!!) (My personal fave-- awww)

And, we're taking polls for what Will's last name should be! He and I sat around laughing this morning at funny last names.
Our favourite was "Spank". HAH!

So, seeing as we missed Word Verification Wednesday yesterday because of my Idon'tfeellikebloggingaboutthegaymissionaryinourward attitude (NOT joking about that last part!), let's play What's Will's Last Name?

Tuesday Tunes- Ten Top Tabulated

It's been a long time since I Tuesday Tuned' ya.

So, I'm picking my ten most recently added to my Youtube favourites list. Some of them are better WITH the video, and some I just like to listen to. But, here's a few songs/artists that maybe you haven't heard before, or you have.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved: The Script (Love the song, AND the video)

Like The Sun: RyanDan (suggested by my sista, Kiki. Love this song, video is cheesy. I played this one on repeat for a while.)

All I Need: Jack Wagner (good ol' 80s tune)

I Told You So: Carrie Underwood (saw this on American Idol, and loved it. I had never heard it from Randy Travis before, so I'm glad they played this!)

Good Mornin' Beautiful: Steve Holy (I sing this song a lot. I sometimes wake up my kids to this song, but usually I wake them up to "Good Morning, Good Morning" from Singing In The Rain... they USUALLY love it. Except when they're super tired and annoyed with my goofy dancing! :) Muahaha, yes, when it comes to dancing ridiculously in the kitchen, I definitely got that from my mamma!)

Vulnerable: Secondhand Serenade (Will introduced me to this band, and I have TONNES of their songs on my list now.)

Scorn Not His Simplicity: Sinead O'Connor (this song reminds me of my brother, who was born with Spinabifida. It also was a song that brought me to tears when my father had his aneurysm, and we weren't sure he would pull out of it being much more than a vegetable for a while.)

The Call: Regina Spektor (I found a few songs of hers I liked, but this is the most favourite one. It's from Prince Of Caspian (Narnia) if you recognize it. )

How Can I Be: Nela Otuafi (I just stumbled on this song, but I like it)

Asleep At The Wheel: Bloodhound Gang (for fun. Good driving and running song. And reminds me of my youth. And also reminds me of driving home from Will's place when I'm tired! ;) )


So, there you go. An eclectic collection of songs you may enjoy.

Nope, Not Me Monday!

Today I did NOT wake up tooooo tired from the great last few days. I will NOT catch you up on my absence:

I did NOT enjoy picking up Will from the Airport on Wednesday night, and did NOT love watching his kids' joy in greeting their father. I did NOT love watching his reciprocated happiness and my heart did NOT take a picture in that moment. And I did NOT wish the same thing that he did when he threw a coin in the fountain at the terminal. When I did NOT ask him what he wished, he said I knew already...Some things you just know.

I did NOT then have a busy-ish week, and did NOT LOVE sitting down at the dinner table, all seven kids around us. I did NOT love having a priesthood holder in the home to 'preside' over dinner and delegate prayers, etc. I was NOT raised in a home like that, and Will was NOT either, so it was nice for me to somewhat return to my roots and enjoy a home being run the way I want it to be, entirely.

I did NOT feed 18 people pizza on Friday, stressed with trying to get LL out the door to a Brownie Camp. I did NOT get totally frustrated at the fact that I couldn't find any of her required things on the list, and did NOT nearly have a meltdown in front of all those people! It was close. But no tears. Thankfully.

Chris took the kids to his place, and I did NOT then enjoy a movie with Will and his kids. I did NOT enjoy sleeping in the next morning, as Will's kids were NOT SILENT! (mine are usually pretty good, but I still usually have to wake up to make sure they're not flooding the kitchen or something) Will and I then did NOT take them to the wave pool again. I did NOT think Will's super sexy enjoy myself and did NOT totally tire myself out!

On unrelated notes, I did NOT talk with Will's ex on the phone for the first time, and no, I did NOT freak her out talk very nicely with her.

I did NOT drive with Will's daughter back to L-town *(2 hours away) to drop them off at their mother's, and she and I did NOT have a great heart-to-heart. "Girl talk". It was NOT fun dancing like a goof in the car with her.

I did NOT forget to pull out my camera the ENTIRE week! I will NOT be begging Will for a few pics from his personal camera I can post for ya'll here, perhaps. They will NOT be rated G! ;).

I did NOT wish this week didn't have to end... I did NOT enjoy every moment with Will, and do NOT find myself falling for him more and more each minute. I do NOT think he's great. I do NOT find it funny, however, that my brother and his girlfriend announced their engagement recently, only to have my OTHER sister and her boyfriend announce theirs. They are NOT getting married a week apart (to make things easier for travelling family members) and I have NOT have NUMEROUS people ask if I'm going to complete the trilogy by announcing my OWN engagement. Uh, I will NOT let you know.

I did NOT get a little miffed with Chris about HIS girlfriend staying over at his house while our kids were there. I am NOT a bit perturbed about the fact that he got on my case over the kids meeting Will a few months into dating, but now he's only known HIS girlfriend for a few WEEKS! I did NOT think that was a bit annoying.

And I am NOT totally tired. And will likely NOT go to bed early.

Six Word Saturday

For more 6 word saturday, visit Cate at SHOW MY FACE and play along, or play along in the comments! My six words:


Remember Me? I Used to Blog. :)



Still with *wonderful* company, loving every minute!! My kids are now with Chris, so today's a day of teenagers and Will, and I think we're going swimming again. Of course, it'll be way more fun now that I don't have to watch LL try to drown herself!

Have a wonderful weekend, and I'll catch you soon!

Where Am I?

Hi guys.
Sorry. No blogging lately- I have been busy!
Will and his four kids are visiting for the next few days, and I'm still working during the day, and you know-- life.
I'll blog again. Next week! ;)
With pictures. And stories. And drama (I'm sure I can create SOMETHING by next week :P )

I haven't even read anyone else's blogs! I hope you're all cranky, feisty, opinionated and wonderful as you always are, bloggy friends (blends? Frogs?). We'll catch up soon.

A post of pictures

(My google is wierd and won't let me read all your posts from my weekend away. So, lemme know if anything monumental happened. :P )

My Easter Weekend was fantastic.

It was a great time to spend with my wonderful in-laws.

*Out making a fire:
*Easter Sunday in their new Easter Dresses and Bear's new suit. (technically, it was Saturday, as we did our big dinner that day because we had to travel on Sunday)

Six Word Saturday

(For more Six Word Saturday, visit Cate at Show My Face and join in the fun!)

To Quote Scripture, "It Is Finished."




Yes, I'm using the Easter theme here, to let you all know that yesterday, my mailbox held the letter from the judge's office. Chris and I are officially divorced. (Barring the 31 days for Chris to contest the judgment) *and I bolded it, just in case you weren't paying attention!

I must admit, I feel good. I don't really feel sad. I mean, what's to be sad about when another chapter begins? I sometimes have to repeat in my head, "I'm divorced!" or "I'm single" or something like that... it's like it doesn't seem completely real! Not in a bad/shock way, but in a ..."wow, that day came!" way. Maybe that doesn't make sense to anyone but me, and those who have been there, but whatever. I think it hasn't fully 'hit me' yet. But for now, I am happy.

Interestingly enough, I also finished my current paper journal today. Ending a journal that is chalk-full of heartache and affair after-math on the day I get divorced from Chris seems fittingly perfect. Putting an end to all of that, and leaving every peice of that part of my life between the bindings of that book could not be more appropriately timed.

Funny still, I got the letter on my way to my (now ex) in-law's house in BC. Chris and I drove the kids out to his parents' place to spend the holiday weekend together. Divorced. lol. I know we confuse people. In the car on the way here, we talked a lot about our own marriage, what went wrong, and what we've learned. It was a great talk, as we were able to indicate the changes we're making in our current relationships to avoid similar pitfalls later on. I am lucky to have all the 'good' parts of Chris still at my disposal, (the good father, someone who cares for me, good communication,) all the while, leaving the rest behind me.

He did mention that our new relationship with each other is like having a Gayfriend. You know, that friend with whom you can discuss anything with and they'll tell you how wrong you are or when you're being a b!tch, and they can get away with it because you trust their judgment and you know they are only doing it to show they love you? And the friend of the opposite sex with whom there is NO physical relationship with? That friend. Yah, the gayfriend. So, in spite of it being a HORRIBLE thought, Chris is like my Gayfriend. LOL. Now, THAT would make good TV drama, X-Weighted people! :) And, sadly, it wouldn't be the first Ex of mine to go gay after being in a relationship with me.... but let's not go there, okay!?

Grateful for the Easter season. The atonement, the newness of spring--
Both are things that I am finding are a HUGE impact in my life today and recently.

Newness.
There is no better word for me today.

And if anyone tries to tell me how much of a bad mother I am, I'm so ready to open a can of something on their sorry butts!

I know, I haven't blogged a whole lotta anything lately.

So here it is. A long one. Be warned. And it's also slightly venting- so, skip ahead to the comments and leave some non-related lovely thoughts because I'm in a blahghgh mood and wouldn't want to ruin your otherwise happy day should you read this horrible monologue.



I had bad-mom night. I kinda had bad-day yesterday in general.

First off, it started off perfectly fine. In truth, it was AWESOME. I took three kids to the passport office, highly anticipating a long couple-hour wait in a line of decrepits. (no clue why I think only scary, dirty people go to passport offices-- just some stupid ignorant thought I have. Don't tell me I'm ignorant. I know)

Lucky for me, I walked right into the office, the ONLY person there. I was in and out of that government building within 5 minutes. Which is sweet, because as I walked out, 5 different people walked in. Of course, they were all regular people decrepits. And I'm sure I was minutes away from catching West Nile or something airborne. (It's my story. I'm gonna go with it my way.)

But, that was the end of my daily allotment for good things.
I did not find a specific item I was looking for to give to Will for his birthday next week. Looked in three different stores. Have bought it before. Annoyed that it is now 'MIA'. So, I'm taking suggestions for gifts for the most awesome dude ever, whom I've dated for a little over 2 months, and whom I plan to date for a long time. Let's add sentimental, not too cheap, but not ridiculous either. You know. That type of gift. Let the ideas flow.

And I miss Will. He's gone on vacation until next week... and going from talking EVERY DAY FOR 2 MONTHS TO NOTHING IS SUPER SUCKY STUPID SAD HARD, (albeit healthy- I don't want to hear that) TO DO!

I got the kids lunch, and then a phone call came from Sin. She's sick lately, and it worries me a lot. So, I packed up the monkeys and headed downtown, and tried to navigate downtown with construction and one-way traffic. I'm not good at that. Although, I found humour as I turned the wrong-way up a one-way street, where the construction lady looked sideways at me, like I was some person in line at the Passport office on crack! (I was safely behind a barrier, waiting for Sin, it's not like I inadvertently turned that way! I'm not THAT bad of a driver, seriously) But I get a little flustered driving downtown, rush hour or not. Not to mention the downed power line that had a 4-lane road down to ONE LANE! Fetcher who hit the power line is lucky the cops were there-- I woulda busted a cap in his butt. Let's imagine the power line didn't fall on it's own (there were no other cars or people there to blame).

The kids didn't nap, so once I was back home, they were all ready to gash out their eyeballs. And one had thrown up on herself in the car. Funtimes.

Then, a new baby arrived (just for the day) and screamed his head off. THREE HOURS OF SCREAMING!! THREE BLINKING HOURS!! I tried feeding him, I tried distracting him, I tried holding him. I tried everything. It got to my breaking point, where I simply put him in a playpen just so I could close the door for a few minutes before I tried again. Serenity Now.

LL called from the school, wanting to come home 1/2 hour earlier because of a headache. AS IF. Suck it out, buttercup. She loses her temper with me on the phone, and I explain that I dont' have enough seat belts for the 8 kids I have at the house to come get her anyways.

She gets home and immediately starts complaining about how I shoulda picked her up, griping and talking incredibly rudely to me. I suggest taking a nap to see if she feels better. She decides to play outside.

I had an 'evening out' planned. But my hair appointment cancelled. Instead, I was gonna go for a run or something.

I made dinner.
Chris arrived. He informs me that he forgot his volleyball stuff, and will be taking the kids shopping for shorts instead of bathing them and doing their homework.

So, when he returned, they were barely bathed (thank goodness for that) but it was 10 minutes to bedtime. And LL had a letter from her teacher about her homework. And it was yet to be done. And Bear didn't get his done either.

I am at my end.
It is past bedtime.
It is an HOUR PAST BEDTIME!
LL is screaming at me that I won't do her homework for her. That I don't love her to help her... Bear is taking his piddly time getting his own stuff done.

I call the homework to cease, and we have family prayer. LL doesn't join in. She pouts instead. We start without her, and she pouts harder. FINE. JOIN THEN! She joins, and gets into bed, SCREAMING! I give kisses, and walk out the bedroom door. No song tonight-- I'm definitely not in the mood for a lullaby over top of a screamfest.

SHE SCREAMED FOR 15 MINUTES!! like, scream, banshee-esque.

I had enough. I went into her room, told her to stop. She screamed at me. I yelled back. *hear the snap, yet?* I tell her I don't like the way she's treated me tonight. Don't like the way that, when I tried to help her, she got angry and refused to let me help. Told her I didn't like her very much right now.

her little heart broke audibly, as she reiterated between huge sobs, "You don't like me?"

GRRR. Bad mom moment.
"no, I don't. You're not a nice girl right now. you've hurt my feelings all day, and I'm a regular person. Sometimes I'm a mom. And I always love you. But after a whole day of you treating me poorly, and having my feelings hurt all day, I stop being a mom and just become a "Debbi". And right now, Debbi wants to go in her room and be alone."

Ensue tears on both sides.
"you don't love me, Mom?"

my heart breaks as I realize that THIS moment will be one she will likely hold tight to, the way I held tight to certain things my mother said to me in her own 'non-mom' moments when I was a child.

"I'll always love you. You are my pride and joy. I would die for you. I would do anything you asked. I love you with everything I am."

"Then why won't you sing for me?"

"Because singing to you is a gift. And I don't want to give you that gift right now. I'm too sad to give anything else to anyone today. I need to be alone now."

....
I walk away. Took a shower. Cried.

Started missing having a Dad in the home. Not Chris. But a Dad in general-- someone who could take over when Mom is tired. When Mom is losing it, they come in and let Mom hide out in the shower. They would have interfered before I got to the whole "you don't love me, mom?" moment!

In fact, I was angry at Chris, so it wasn't like I was missing him. Because of his stupidity and forgetfulness, the kids' routine was ruined that night. And angry, that because he gets to walk in and out of their day as he pleases, and I'm left with the tornado aftermath. He doesn't 'do' homework. He doesn't get the letters from the teacher. He doesn't deal with the kids being overtired because they didn't get it done earlier. He doesn't have to wake them early to finish it, and still make sure they're on the bus on time, pulling teeth the entire morning. He doesn't deal with their attitudes. Daddy's time is always rainbows and unicorns and all that crap.

Went to go double check the locks on the doors downstairs, where a little voice, cracking, called out my name as I shut the bedroom doors. "Mom?"

"yes, huney."

"My eyes hurt. I am not happy."

"I know sweetheart. Go to sleep. We are tired. I love you"


I hate bad days.

Is there a letter in your bag for me?

The Judge has the papers in his hands RIGHT NOW.

I called the courthouse to find out what the status of our file was, and (judge's assistant) told me that he will sign them shortly. They are done. In his office. By Thursday, they'll be signed. Then they'll send a letter to both Chris and I in the mail informing us of that. From the date the judge signs, Chris has 30 days to 'contest' the decision, and then it's DONE DONE. But, since that won't happen, she told me to look in my mailbox early next week.

Wow.
Still happy and excited about putting this behind me. I'm expecting to be sadder once it's 'official', but for right now, I'll take happy and excited over sad!

Besides, with weather like today's weather, what's to be sad about?! I got my Christmas lights down (FINALLY-- No more 'red neck woman' for me), cleaned the backyard of garbage and toys that were frozen under the snow. (Ignore the occasional sock that is still stuck to the last few snowdrifts). And I have 2 days to get everything ready for our trip west to spend Easter with Chris' parents, and a long list of 'to-do' things. I love feeling 'productive'.

Out Of The Mouths of Babes

1. What is something Mom always says to you?
LL: Not to be mean to everyone
Mimi: Jesus Makes our bodies nice
Bear: Do your homework

2. What makes Mom happy?
LL: listening to what she has to say
Mimi: Laugh
Bear: Cleaning my room

3. What makes Mom sad?
LL: hurting other people's feelings
Mimi: When make blood
Bear: that she lost Daddy

4. How does your Mom make you laugh?
LL: pulling her pants down a little bit, and pulling up her underwear
Mimi: Tickle Me
Bear: Being silly

5. What was your Mom like as a child?
LL: sucked her thumb
Mimi: cry like a baby (*insert crying fists on eyes here)
Bear: funny

6. How old is your Mom?
LL: 28
Mimi: 4
Bear: 28

7. How tall is your Mom?
LL: 2.5 feet
Mimi: Big big big
Bear: I don't know

8. What is Mom's favorite thing to do?
LL: talking on the phone
Mimi: go to work
Bear: clean the house

9. What does your Mom do when you're not around?
LL: Watch over dayhome kids
Mimi: walk away
Bear: watch dayhome kids

10. If your Mom becomes famous, what will it be for?
LL: because she's a good singer
Mimi: for walking far away, far away
Bear: I don't know

11. What is your Mom really good at?
LL: wiping Mimi's butt
Mimi: going happy
Bear: cleaning the house

12. What is your Mom not very good at?
LL: fixing the washer
Mimi: Peoples
Bear: wiping Mimi's butt (har har)

13. What does your Mom do for a job?
LL: Watching Dayhome kids
Mimi: go to work
Bear: Watches Dayhome kids

14. What is your Mom's favorite food?
LL: Pizza
Mimi: Cheese Balls
Bear: Pineapple

15.What makes you proud of your Mom?
LL: how she helps me
Mimi: Happy
Bear: I don't know

16. If your Mom was a cartoon character who would she be?
LL: Beauty (and the beast)
Mimi: a person
Bear: Cinderella

17. What do you and your Mom do together?
LL: laugh a lot
Mimi: family prayers
Bear: play

18. How are you and your Mom the same?
LL: our hair
Mimi: we're both big
Bear: I don't know

19. How are you and your Mom different?
LL: I don't have pierced ears
Mimi: nose and hair
Bear: I don't have glasses

20. How do you know your Mom loves you?
LL: gives me hugs
Mimi: outside in the temple (yah, no clue, but that was her answer)
Bear: kissing me

Six Word Saturday

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(for more SWS, visit Cate at Show My Face! Good times had by all!)

Why oh Why?!!!

Me: Don't throw your toy snake in the tree.
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because it wrecks the tree.
Mimi: Why?
Me: when you pull it out, it pulls on the branches and bends them
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because you're pulling on them!
Mimi: Why?Me: Meems, we don't bite!!!
Mimi: Why?
Me: because it's mean! It hurts Nina!
Mimi: Why?
Me: Look at her arm! Look at her tears! It hurts her because teeth aren't meant for eating bodies-- they're meant for eating food!
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because God made us that way! Should I bite YOU!?
Mimi: WHY?!
Me: Mimi, you have to put on panties before we leave.
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because everyone will see your bum if you don't!
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because you're wearing a dress.
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because you made me put it on you with your silly temper tantrum this morning!
Mimi: Why?
Me: Because you're three. And a princess. And a goof. And a diva. And annoying.
Mimi: Why?

A Million "themes" for the Day.

It's April Fools' Day. NAY. I hate this day. It's kinda childish-- and not in the "I'm young at heart" childish way, more like the "I don't wipe my own butt" annoying childish way. Chris says I used to try to 'get' him, but I don't remember that. Clearly I'm much cooler than that now. (yay?)

But it IS Word Verfication Wednesday. Yay. And Wednesday Ws, which I don't have the inclination to do today. Nay. It's also Chocolate Wednesday. Yay. And some people call it hump day. (I don't even want to SAY if this is a yay or nay for fear of being taken the wrong way!) So really, Wednesday could be a really cool day of the week. Better than Tuesday, at least! ;) But, it's the start to a new month, which is ALWAYS a good thing-- a month of 'spring-ness'. Yay. Which translates into flowers and sunshine. YAY. And floods. Nay. And I am down two permanent kids as of today (nay)-- the day seems SOOO quiet. YAY. It's kinda nice-- I'll get so much done this month, so I'm happy for the break. YAY. Although, this week sometime I'll be putting up new signs for more childcare, which means I'll be doing interviews again. NAY.

Selling Girl Guide cookies, for you locals who want some. They're the chocolate and vanilla sandwich type. Yay. NOT the nasty mint chocolate ones. NAY!!! If I don't sell them to our ASSIGNED route, I end up with all these cookies in my home. Nay. Buy them!!!!!! i do NOT want them! I say Nay Nay!~

(Dont' forget to play Word Verification Wednesday!)