I'M PUBLISHED!!!

...well, in a very unofficial way anyway...

Kevin had my blog printed into a book for 2009!

He keeps telling me, "Babe! It's your first book!! You're published!"

Bless his little heart.

While I am no true-blue author...it is pretty fun to have the blog in my hands...on paper...in a book.

This just might be my answer to crapbooking...I mean Scrapbooking.

I have some mom-guilt that just might be defeated with this printed blog thing...unfortunately, I have 15 years of movie stubs, maps, pamphlets etc. etc. that were intended for crapbooks...turns out, if you don't compile it all in a cute book, they are just crap. But here we can have a day to day memoir of life with the Littles and pictures to boot!

Woohoo!

So, my dear blog readers... if you, too, would like to print your blog into your very own book check this out:

http://www.blurb.com/create/book/blogbook

or this:

http://serv.sharedbook.com/blogworld/printmyblog/index.html

Lunch Time Funnies

Today has been a very busy day with me on the phone lots trying to iron out insurance and billing...yadda, yadda, yadda...

Needless to say the kids have been 'keeping themselves busy' and were ready for some focused Mommy time at lunch.

Miss Conversationalist has an 'ah-ha moment' as she sings her latest hit "Grilled Cheese". After singing the lyrics (ummm....grilled cheese, grilled cheese, grilled cheese) She stops and says, "Oh! That's why they call it 'GRILLED CHEESE'...because it is GRILLED and it has CHEESE!!"
I respond, "You're SMART."
She replies, "that's K Mart smart."

(giggle. giggle.)

Starts her next song, "there's smart and there's K Mart smart...there's smart..."

We move on to talk about important things like chips and salsa and whether or not we like white cheese or yellow cheese better...(c = yellow cheese, e= can't know it's cheese. In case you were wondering.)

Then she asks me, "Mommy, why have you been on the phone ALL DAY?"
(I could ask myself the SAME question)
"Well, Mommy is working on grown up stuff. Like how to pay our Dr. bills. Dr. bills are expensive so it takes some figuring out."
Very seriously, "Dr.s should not be so expensive, because they are NOT very nice to us. They give us shots in our BOTTOMS!"
"Very good point."

Things He is Saying to Daddy

So...Eli is tugging at Daddy's heartstrings...BIG TIME...

Just this week, he has snuggled into his Daddy and said,

"Daddy, you are my speciaw, speciaw guy."

and a couple other times,

"Daddy, I really, really wuv you."

(sigh.)

It's a Step in the Right Direction...

Have been hearing myself say, "it's a step in the right direction" a lot lately.
Celebrating the little things that will hopefully...someday...add up to some big things.

Super Kids

I. Know.
It almost physically hurts my heart when I look at them...
They truly are Super Kids. Super cute. Super funny.
And that is Super Angel Pup or Brownie or whatever her name is on this particular day...
And the super powered egg whisk.
Naturally.

My Word

So, I think I have finally come up with my word for the year...

It has taken me a while...I'm kinda goofy about stuff like this. My perfectionism comes out like a lion when I try to think of ONE THING to call something.

For example, I have this thing about names. I. Love. Them. I love thinking about them for other people's children, pets, businesses, houses...but when it comes to naming MY children, MY pets, MY year...I am a mess of confusion...how can I possibly narrow it down to something I will be happy with FOREVER!!! (I know...the DRAMA!)

But, I think I have it.

May 2010 be the year of TRANSFORMATION.

I have some things I am working on...working through.

Personally, I need some transformation mentally, spiritually, physically...

And to be quite honest, I am not feeling up to the challenge. But I NEED this.

Thankfully, I serve the ONE Who IS up for the challenge and He is in the transforming business.

So this year, may I lean more on Him than I ever have and may we (Him and I) work together to find TRANSFORMATION.

My verse:

"For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given,

and the government will be on his shoulders. and he will be called

Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,

Everlasting Father,

Prince of Peace."

Isaiah 9:6

I want to allow Him to be ALL these things in my life this year...ALL YEAR.

I'm Kicking You to the Curb!

You mocked us.
You were supposed to smell all fresh and Christmas-y...and you did for a couple weeks.
But then, you started smelling like vomit.
You put up a good fight.
You protested that you should be allowed to stay until Valentine's Day as trees before you are rumored to have done.
You poked me with your porcupine quill needles.
But I conquered you!!
All. By. Myself.
I usually wait for reinforcements of the man-of-the-house variety...
Not this year.
It was just you. and me.
Oh, you will taunt me for days, weeks, maybe even months with your stray needles...but they will only serve as a reminder that I WON!

Goodbye, you dry and brittle, stinky tree...

I'm kicking you to the curb!