Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Backyard Bird
Friday, December 12, 2008
Dear Santa
I've been a good mom all year. I've fed, cleaned and cuddled my children on demand, visited the doctor's office more than my own doctor, sold sixty-two cases of candy bars to raise money to plant a shade tree on the school playground. I was hoping you could spread my list out -- over several Christmases.
Since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles; and who knows when I'll find any more free time in the next 18 years, so now - -
*** Here are my Christmas wishes ***
Yours always with love and appreciation,
A Mom
P.S. One more thing . . You can cancel all my requests, if you can keep my children 'young' enough to believe in Santa.
Since I had to write this letter with my son's red crayon, on the back of a receipt in the laundry room between cycles; and who knows when I'll find any more free time in the next 18 years, so now - -
*** Here are my Christmas wishes ***
- I'd like a pair of legs that don't ache (-in any color, except purple, which I already have) and arms that don't hurt or flap in the breeze; but are strong enough to pull my screaming child out of the candy aisle in the grocery store.
- I'd also like a waist, since I lost mine somewhere in the seventh month of my last pregnancy.
- If you're hauling big-ticket items this year, I'd like fingerprint resistant windows and a radio that only plays adult music; a television that doesn't broadcast any programs containing talking animals; and a refrigerator with a secret compartment behind the crisper where I can hide to talk on the phone.
- On the practical side, I could use a talking doll that says, 'Yes, Mommy' to boost my parental confidence, along with two kids who don't fight and three pairs of jeans that will zip all the way up without the use of power tools.
- I could also use a recording of Tibetan monks chanting, 'Don't eat in the living room' and 'Take your hands off your brother,' because my voice seems to be just out of my children's hearing range and can only be heard by the dog.
- If it's too late to find any of these products, I'd settle for enough time to brush my teeth and comb my hair in the same morning, or the luxury of eating food warmer than room temperature without it being served in a Styrofoam container.
- If you don't mind, I could also use a few miracles to brighten the holiday season. Would it be too much trouble to declare ketchup a vegetable? It will clear my conscience immensely.
- It would be helpful if you could coerce my children to help around the house without demanding payment as if they were the bosses of an organized crime family.
Yours always with love and appreciation,
A Mom
P.S. One more thing . . You can cancel all my requests, if you can keep my children 'young' enough to believe in Santa.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Fall Pictures of Julia
Saturday, November 01, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Visit to the Pumpkin Patch
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Best Cousins
We went to visit my niece, Libby, for her Birthday at the end of August. Here's a cute shot of the girls riding in Libby's new Jeep.
Ballet Class
Elise started Ballet class this week too. She's been looking forward to it since the day we got the Park District catalog in the mail back in July. There are 10 girls in her class and one teacher (Miss Meagan). She tried really hard to listen but it was hard with so much activity going on. So far, she's learned first and second position, and plie. She was one of the only girls who could truely skip (that's my girl!).
Elise's First Day of School
O-R-E-O
This picture was taken after Julia finished half of an OREO cookie (you can see the other half is still in her hand). This girl knows the official way to eat the cookie too...twist off the top, lick off the frosting, and then eat the cookies. You can tell that she thoroughly enjoyed every bite.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Felling Diseased Trees
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