Father's Day

Happy Father's Day, Chad!
My husband started the day at about 4AM saying that since it was Father's Day he thought it was time to try for another child. (um, Mom, pick yourself off the floor--not happening!) See, the joke is that two years ago at Ben's first birthday party Chad and I toasted each other and said that it had been a good run, but our agreement was no kids after I turned 40, thus June of 2007 was the cut off. Of course we all know how that turned out LOL. Precious Rebecca, whom I couldn't live without, was conceived just after said toast, and born two weeks before my 40th birthday.
Since I nixed his offer I thought that I would give him a little surprise. I dug out a lacy red nightie that I have not worn since Rachel was born (you know, spaghetti straps, sexy, H-O-T) Chad was impressed with it, and after the kids got up I paired it with a pair of blue shorts with dragonflies on them. So much for sexy. The best part of the whole morning, however, was when Rachel came down and saw me, shorts and all, and said, "Mom, you look less fat today. You are beautiful!"

Maybe I've still got it after all! *smiles*

ARGGGHHHH!

Can't believe that I am finally getting Ben out of the "terrible twos" and I have another one coming up right behind him. I spent time today cleaning the kitchen....like emptying the counters, sorting things, putting the coffee machine away as we hardly ever use it anymore....looked REALLY nice when I finished and I felt really satisfied with my work.
However, it seems while I was busy in the kitchen my dynamic duo was busy decorating the hallway.....with crayon.....black crayon.....all the way up the stairs and down the hall. I just can't seem to get ahead. Blah!

The View Out My Window

The kids played nicely in the yard this afternoon. Sandbox, swingset...nice to see toys being used for their intended purposes LOL. As I am working on making dinner I glance out the window and see Rachel suspended halfway down the slide with her feet dangling and her arms wrapped up with rope. WTH? I ran out to hear her crying and screaming and by the time I am 1/2 way to her can see that her hands have turned purple.
Apparently she thought it would be a good experiment to tie one end of the dog leash to the top of the slide (no dog attached) and then put BOTH her hands through the loop part of the leash that you typically hold. She then slipped and litterally "hung" her wrists. She has welts on them and has been icing them. Can't wait to get THAT call from school tomorrow! But all in all, she's fine and that's what counts.

This Little Piggy

This is an ode to my multi-talented neighbors who not only have multiple children, but also manage to find the time to lovingly care for multiple animals. The much-awaited arrival of the piglets last week has given both children and adults a lot to talk about. And God Bless my friend Amy who is now finding herself bottle feeding the runt. Her dedication is staggering to me.

Playing together

They were so cute together!

*Deep, heavy sigh*

"Mommy, Ben poured dirt all over the rug.......oh, wait. It's not dirt......its the donuts that Daddy brought home for breakfast."

Enough said.