My daughter has a class in school everyday called reteach/enrich where, for a half hour, the kids break into groups to practice or enrich their courses of study.
This afternoon Rachel came home with the following story. They were given the beginning of it, and she wrote the ending. Talk about a warm fuzzy!
One day a cat lost her purr! She looked for it. She co in't find it. She looked avewar. She can't find it and she went home. and she snugl with my mom and she found it. She meowed.
That's my kid!
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
The joy of laundry
Hahahaha....just kidding.
I am never caught up with my laundry. This is a fact. Well, maybe I was after Rebecca was born and my parents were here taking care of me. (Gotta love mom!)
Anyhoo, yesterday I used almost an entire bottle of Shout on one load of laundry. It got down to the point that I had to hold the clothes up to keep the bottle vertical, KWIM? Took me FOREVER to get that one load in. It was a pastel load consisting of childrens clothes. Covered with mud, chocolate (love that Easter candy!) and various other food/drool remnants. Gotta love it.
As I was spraying my way to carpel tunnel, I thought about my DH (Dear Hubby) who got so frustrated at the amount of laundry not too long ago and decided to do all 8 loads in one day. Mr. Helpful. Didn't use so much as one spray of Shout, no Oxy, no bleach (regular or color-safe), just threw the clothes in, added detergent and set off to teach me a lesson. Can I tell you how many pieces of clothing he totalled? I was not pleased. You see, it may take me a while to actually DO the laundry, but when I do, I do it right. The clothes come out clean. I am happy, and for a maximum of 5 minutes my children look cared for. Let the mud fly!!!
I am never caught up with my laundry. This is a fact. Well, maybe I was after Rebecca was born and my parents were here taking care of me. (Gotta love mom!)
Anyhoo, yesterday I used almost an entire bottle of Shout on one load of laundry. It got down to the point that I had to hold the clothes up to keep the bottle vertical, KWIM? Took me FOREVER to get that one load in. It was a pastel load consisting of childrens clothes. Covered with mud, chocolate (love that Easter candy!) and various other food/drool remnants. Gotta love it.
As I was spraying my way to carpel tunnel, I thought about my DH (Dear Hubby) who got so frustrated at the amount of laundry not too long ago and decided to do all 8 loads in one day. Mr. Helpful. Didn't use so much as one spray of Shout, no Oxy, no bleach (regular or color-safe), just threw the clothes in, added detergent and set off to teach me a lesson. Can I tell you how many pieces of clothing he totalled? I was not pleased. You see, it may take me a while to actually DO the laundry, but when I do, I do it right. The clothes come out clean. I am happy, and for a maximum of 5 minutes my children look cared for. Let the mud fly!!!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Chicken
Why did the chicken cross the playground?
To get to the other slide!!
(Courtesy of Rachel *wink*)
To get to the other slide!!
(Courtesy of Rachel *wink*)
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Ma Copelin
We just got a call that Jeannie's mom died this evening. She (they) have been on our minds all day. Fortunately we had the opportunity to visit with them just yesterday when we went to Newburyport to have a birthday lunch for my mother-in-law.
Ma Copelin was a single parent who raised two terrific daughters. She was active in her church and with the Deering Conference Center here in NH. Jeannie was my roommate at camp. (The one who turned all my clothes a deep purple color when she washed them with her new jeans. LOL) She was there when I met Chad.
Her reaction when I told her about this really cute guy I had met named Chad----"Chad?!? He's my brother!!" And for all intents and purposes, he was. I remember visiting her in Newburyport as a teen- my father driving me there. Ma Copelin was always sitting in her chair in the kitchen, her dogs running around her feet, a dog treat always at the ready. She had a smokers voice, although I never remember her with a cigarette. The girls would always tease Chad and she would say, "Jeannie!" and then go on about how he was her brother and she was not to talk that way to him. Jeannie would produce the appropriate eye roll, shake her head and poke him or somehow continue to needle him and Ma Copelin would always be there to his rescue. They would race to be the first to call Ma at Christmas and Chad was always on the lookout not to forget her birthday in September.
She looked so small yesterday. So tired. It was one of those bittersweet moments where you are so glad that the opportunity presented itself, yet you experience grief that she was so frail.
I find it hard to believe that we are getting old enough that our friends are starting to lose their parents. Pray that it doesn't happen in our own house for a long, long time.
We will miss you, Ma. Your spirited voice, your love of dachshunds, and the love that you showed to us over the years. We pray that you have found peace and comfort on this Easter evening and want you to know that you will forever be in our hearts. We will help to watch over your girls. We love you!
Ma Copelin was a single parent who raised two terrific daughters. She was active in her church and with the Deering Conference Center here in NH. Jeannie was my roommate at camp. (The one who turned all my clothes a deep purple color when she washed them with her new jeans. LOL) She was there when I met Chad.
Her reaction when I told her about this really cute guy I had met named Chad----"Chad?!? He's my brother!!" And for all intents and purposes, he was. I remember visiting her in Newburyport as a teen- my father driving me there. Ma Copelin was always sitting in her chair in the kitchen, her dogs running around her feet, a dog treat always at the ready. She had a smokers voice, although I never remember her with a cigarette. The girls would always tease Chad and she would say, "Jeannie!" and then go on about how he was her brother and she was not to talk that way to him. Jeannie would produce the appropriate eye roll, shake her head and poke him or somehow continue to needle him and Ma Copelin would always be there to his rescue. They would race to be the first to call Ma at Christmas and Chad was always on the lookout not to forget her birthday in September.
She looked so small yesterday. So tired. It was one of those bittersweet moments where you are so glad that the opportunity presented itself, yet you experience grief that she was so frail.
I find it hard to believe that we are getting old enough that our friends are starting to lose their parents. Pray that it doesn't happen in our own house for a long, long time.
We will miss you, Ma. Your spirited voice, your love of dachshunds, and the love that you showed to us over the years. We pray that you have found peace and comfort on this Easter evening and want you to know that you will forever be in our hearts. We will help to watch over your girls. We love you!
Monday, April 6, 2009
My haircut
I have to do another post on my haircut. I LOVE IT!!! Thank you so much to JoAnn at Toppers Salon-- you are the BEST!
She gave me this killer haircut that everyone loves and that I ADORE! It is cute, it is modern, and I look freaking HOT!
Just wait until you see me again :-)
She gave me this killer haircut that everyone loves and that I ADORE! It is cute, it is modern, and I look freaking HOT!
Just wait until you see me again :-)
Rub-a-dub-dub
Five Chads in a tub!
Last night all 5 of us enjoyed a dip in the hot tub. It was really fun! Talk about something I never expected to see LOL. Ben has hated water for his entire life, and seriously, who ever expected us to have 3 kids? It was kinda funny to see us all in there together. Ben was jumping around and pointing out planes and clouds, Becca was splashing and Rachel was doing a shark impression. Chad and I just kept making eye contact like, how did we ever get here?? How did it happen that our large four person hot tub suddenly got too small?? It was kinda surreal, but a real warm-fuzzy. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Last night all 5 of us enjoyed a dip in the hot tub. It was really fun! Talk about something I never expected to see LOL. Ben has hated water for his entire life, and seriously, who ever expected us to have 3 kids? It was kinda funny to see us all in there together. Ben was jumping around and pointing out planes and clouds, Becca was splashing and Rachel was doing a shark impression. Chad and I just kept making eye contact like, how did we ever get here?? How did it happen that our large four person hot tub suddenly got too small?? It was kinda surreal, but a real warm-fuzzy. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Are you smarter than a 1st grader?
Apparently not. Here is my conversation from the other day...
Rachel, here is a book about frogs that you can take to school to share with your class.
Um, mom, a frog is an amphibian. I already told you...we are studying REPTILES! (unspoken but written clearly all over her face- "Idiot.")
Of course. How silly of me.
OMG So mad....
What a terrible PMS kinda day I had yesterday. I was mad at Chad (rightfully so) and at Ben (oh- he is DEFINITELY 2!) and Rachel (Who needs to be a role model when you can have so much fun getting in trouble with the two year old??) Everything put me on edge. I knew it was bad when my youngest daughter stood next to me with all the knowledge and experience of being 13 months old, extended her index finger, tensed her body, and leaned forward to yell," yadda dabba lalalalala!!" like she is yelling at someone. Talk about being a good role model. Yikes.
But then, when I was finally reduced to tears because the whole world was against me (yadda yadda yadda) my darling daughter came up to me and took my face in her hands. In the sweetest angel voice she began to sing one of her original songs. She is so special sometimes.
We appreciate you mama. We love what you do. You are the most special mama in the whole wide world and we appreciate you.
All in a beautiful sing-song voice. Ben then came up and gave me a big hug around the neck and planted a big kiss on my cheek. He then ran and got a tissue and came back and wiped my eyes with it. Rebecca, well, she chewed my a$$ again with the finger pointing which got me to laugh out loud. Do I have a great family or what?? Who can stay mad after that?
P.S.--But I will never take all three of them to Market Basket again!! --
But then, when I was finally reduced to tears because the whole world was against me (yadda yadda yadda) my darling daughter came up to me and took my face in her hands. In the sweetest angel voice she began to sing one of her original songs. She is so special sometimes.
We appreciate you mama. We love what you do. You are the most special mama in the whole wide world and we appreciate you.
All in a beautiful sing-song voice. Ben then came up and gave me a big hug around the neck and planted a big kiss on my cheek. He then ran and got a tissue and came back and wiped my eyes with it. Rebecca, well, she chewed my a$$ again with the finger pointing which got me to laugh out loud. Do I have a great family or what?? Who can stay mad after that?
P.S.--But I will never take all three of them to Market Basket again!! --
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