Things I Am Thankful For.....

1. My husband. I love to talk to him. I love to watch him clean my kitchen. I love that he really does put up with my messy house eventhough he knows he could clean it too but is willing to set that aside. I love that people think he looks like Tom Hanks (which he does and I love Tom Hanks!).
   
   
2. My kids. I know, everyone is supposed to be thankful for these wonderful..... energy draining, make my house messier than it is, I now do 4 loads of laundry a day thanks to you ... children. They do fill my day with laughter. Thanks kids!
   
   
3. My friends. I have a kookie bunch and I can't live without them. My real life friends are there when I need to talk, cry, bum food, trade kids, you name it they are there. My cyber friends let me know I'm not the only one going insane and my kids might even be normal after all. Thanks Everyone!
   
   
4. My Reality TV shows. I love watching those things. Survivor, Amazing Race, Dirty Rich Cattle Drive, Wife Swap, Nanny 911.... All of these shows lets me know again that I'm ok. I also get to make comments about decisions that people make and I don't have to really fret about my own. It almost brings a tear to my eye. I'm also have an inner voyeur... I like to call it people watching but whatever.
   
   The Ultimate thing I'm thankful for......
5. DRUGS! No, not the illegal ones but the ones you can buy at your local store. Caffine, couldn't start the morning without you. Tylenol/motrin... how did parents survive without you during those times the Dr. says "We don't have anything you can give her, just alternate tylenol and motrin until she is better." Sure, thanks. There are so many and so little time.

Happy Birthday My Freckle Face

8 years old. Wow. My beautiful, Strong girl, you are growing up way too fast. I get tears in my eyes remembering when you came and joined the family. You were such a china doll. My memories of you that first day we met (September 16, 1997)... Andrew dancing around singing "We're going to have a baby", laying in bed with you after Jeff, Andrew and my mom went home to rest, taking you home and knowing everything was just right. Catherine Elise, you are the light of my life and I can't imagine my world without you. I hope your life is full of sunshine and music. Slow down just a little and let me catch up. Much love and chocolate foot kisses, Mom.

She looks so ANGELIC but.....

looks can be deceiving. She has been a holy terror these last few days. I don't know what to blame it on. Surely it isn't my little angle sprouting permanent attitude. I discovered her decorating my bathroom with soap, feminime products, cat litter (freshly poured thank goodness) and whatever else she could get her hands on. She actually looked at me like I had a problem when I told her to drop the suds so we could clean up. It sounded like we were taking away her best friend. Sigh. I don't think we should have any more kids. Four is more than enough, for sure.

Mushy Donut Holes

It's a lazy Saturday morning. I went and got donuts for everyone. Is it too much to ask of a 2 year old to NOT spit her last chewed up donut hole back into the bag? I guess it is. Nothing like reaching in a grab a wee bit of donut and feel something mushy. Um, yum.

While watching Saturday morning cartoons (which just isn't the same as when I was a kid!) and they showed a commercial about how many licks it takes to get to the tootsie roll in the sucker. Ah, the good ole days. I've tried in my youth but never had the patience to keep count. I'm sure I could google it and get an actual number. Power of the internet.