Like Father Like Daughter

I wasn't going to blog today because I'm so stinkin' tired but I just HAD to share this.

If you know my dad very well then you know he is famous, or is that infamous, for bumping his head.

So, this afternoon I was heading out the front door to watch the kids play out front. I opened the front door and whacked myself in the head with the front door. I (not so proudly) admit, I cursed (thankfully the kids were outside). It freakin' hurt! And now I've got a goose egg on my forehead.

I mean honestly people, who whacks themselves in the head with front door?

ME

Dad, I appreciate you passing on your height and build to me but you could have kept the whole head bumping thing. At least I'm in good company.

LISTEN UP Bloggers Everywhere

ATTENTION!! ATTENTION!!

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You! Hey you! Do you have a blog? If so, pay attention! Let me tell you about a little trick that will make life easier for everyone reading and commenting on your blog. Do me a favor . . .

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1. log into Blogger

2. now click on "settings"

3. now click on the "comments" tab

4. third option down, click the little circle that says "pop up window"

5. now click "save"

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This 30 second adjustment makes it so when a reader/commenter clicks on " comments" to leave a comment, the screen comes up in a separate box. The separate box is helpful so weirdos like me can read a post, leave a comment, then EASILY close that comment box and read another post (without all the back arrowing and clicking "yes" for secure or insecure something or other. I realize that its probably the security on our computer but I can't help/fix that.

So please, do it for me. PLEASE! I've love you forever. I'll bake you cookies.

p.s. I'm wound a little tight tonight. Can you tell? Nah

Disco Night

We went to Disco Night at school last week. The girls picked out their own "outfits" and they did an . . . interesting, I mean excellent job. Ella was double excited since her best-est friend in the world was going too.

This was the beginning of many awesome moves.

Which, of course, inspired Grace to do some moves of her own.

The night was filled with 70's classics and some not so 70's classics.
The night was also filled with all the cool 1st grade dance moves a mama can handle.
And all the preschool dance moves a mama can handle too.
(I haven't a clue why she was on the floor but she was happy.)


I twisted Adam's arm to stay home with Joseph and let me enjoy Disco Night with the girls. The girls love, love, loved it. How often can they dance around like maniacs, in a huge room, with a disco ball, loud music, tons of friends, in the coolest outfits in their dress-up boxes and get their very own snow cones?
Apparently, I'm the coolest mom ever! Just ask my girls.

p.s. I must admit I was disappointed that we didn't get to "Do the Hustle" a single time. What's a Disco Night with the Hustle? Come DJ, get with it!

Wandering Around One Night

I was craving . . . something . . . the other night. Adam and I found ourselves wandering around Target trying to figure out what I "felt like". Perusing the soda aisle, look what we found? RC and west of the Rockies too. Just seeing RC takes me back 20 years (I know, you're shocked that I'm that old!) to family vacations. My dad was/is a driving machine, partially thanks to RC. RC will forever make me think of my dad. (Funny thing is, I can't drink caffeine after noon or I'll be up all night and RC tastes a lot like Pepsi. Kinda yuck! And still we bought it.)
RC in hand, we continued on to the cookie aisle. With my dad on my mind I was instantly drawn to the Double Stuff Oreos. Double Stuff is SO where its at!

( my dad with his peeps)

So on some random weekend evening, wondering around Target, I took a stroll down memory lane. Me, Adam, RC, Double Stuff Oreos and my dad.

Feeling the LOVE . . . blessing number 7.

Every now and again my kids just need mama time. A few days ago all three needed mama time, at the same time.

The girls, being bigger and faster, got to me first. I was standing when they jumped on me. By the time Joseph got to the kitchen, they'd dragged me down and my lap was full. Thus the pouty face.

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Ella was out of school for President's Day so we'd spent the WHOLE day together . . . mostly at home . . . in close quarters. Why they, all the sudden, needed mama time is beyond me. Kids are so funny.

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I admit, there are times when I need my kids to love me lots and lots . . . from the other room. But I love, love, love moments like these. They won't be little and need/want mama time forever. I want to enjoy and always remember these precious days when my babies want to be near me, like me, love me and think I hang the moon.

I love being a mama!

Kudos II

So I did a "Kudos" post a while back and decided to make it a weekly thing. It might not happen exactly weekly but you get the idea.

These are the new running shoes I got for Christmas. They're pretty comfortable besides needing an arch supporting insole but that's not my point.
Point is, running is going well. These shoes carried me for five wonderful miles today. It felt great. I wasn't tired, my legs felt good, my lungs were fine and, despite these shoes needing extra arch support, my feet and toes felt good too.
The mileage is really starting to increase on our training schedule so I'm hoping, praying for more days like today.

Kudos to me for running and not giving up and quitting. It feels good!

Happy Valentine's Day to all

Our kids love, love, love any and all holidays! It doesn't take much to please them and its awesome to see them get so excited.

Ella and Grace loved their flowers. Grace reminded me about seven times today that the flowers still have the nectar in them.

Steve and Vickie were sweet enough to babysit of us that evening so we could get together with Randy and Angie. We decided not the fight the crowds and stay in. The guys made us a delicious steak dinner then we relaxed and watched a movie in front of a fire. It was awesome. Thank you, Randy and Angie, for inviting and hosting us. Thank you Steve and Vickie for babysitting and putting the kids to bed. We came home to a quiet house full of sleep children. Happy Valentine's Day to us!