tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75012715127443113402024-02-22T13:54:09.402-08:00The Insanely Multitasking MommyLove of being a Mommy. Love of baking. Loving the insanity of it all!The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-78283589619370578212011-05-30T12:16:00.001-07:002011-05-30T12:37:24.076-07:00Contentment<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlH62H2O0P_583YDDeVgXtdyuB7J5q5Ob7bJ4J5BawAdB7to41p8IRULvMe_kJuco15qiVhYHjCV0P-fg-7jCWP6fN3sbY2e7ZzJeAz99Gqpk02CM18FpFdPewrEYGBpqKtLrqwdWOanb/s1600/xmaslv2010+106.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591611161730018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlH62H2O0P_583YDDeVgXtdyuB7J5q5Ob7bJ4J5BawAdB7to41p8IRULvMe_kJuco15qiVhYHjCV0P-fg-7jCWP6fN3sbY2e7ZzJeAz99Gqpk02CM18FpFdPewrEYGBpqKtLrqwdWOanb/s320/xmaslv2010+106.JPG" /></a>Well it has been awhile since I have posted last but there have been many new and exciting things happening in our lives. I was granted the right to take my children with me to Texas and a Texas we went! Best decision (besides marrying J) that I have made in a looooong time. The kids are happy and did FABULOUS in school this year. Ethan was an honor roll student all year long, he worked so hard for it. Mikey has developed such a wonderful comedic timing. This is kid is just flat out funny. Claire is such a beauty inside and out. She is such a little lady and so intelligent and expressive when she speaks. I am so proud of my kids!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQxvxpbbDr7erTlk-fIElmxp44y0pVPTVrEd-CRXKeF5XvczjdatfPcEDweVIOPHDJmP3pODaKYn_g3i3uRld9vjqRN8PkZ026eyOlYLVbYiQ6ed4zbNQCwTtR21933sdqN3Kfvg4GkBA/s1600/xmaslv2010+107.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591607935518674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQxvxpbbDr7erTlk-fIElmxp44y0pVPTVrEd-CRXKeF5XvczjdatfPcEDweVIOPHDJmP3pODaKYn_g3i3uRld9vjqRN8PkZ026eyOlYLVbYiQ6ed4zbNQCwTtR21933sdqN3Kfvg4GkBA/s320/xmaslv2010+107.JPG" /></a>J and me have been enjoying every moment of our family together. I really couldn't have asked for anything more. He is my rock. I have honestly not felt this level of contentment in my life than I have with this man. He keeps me calm and there is no drama in my home. I love that he leaves work at the door and walks through it every night with a smile on his face just happy to be home with us.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMik63F8EJ1UP2ZDNwJxMlqQemj5KG0LpAZ59U7PUK4IFH2x1WQVWtiEcfuAp1DGyjHkchCxGSKcM4xtZnRhlLUaTwMwqBJq665lPLn1GU2p4XTqZCzQGKDmTfMFK2Pp4wMA1B2fJPPJY5/s1600/xmaslv2010+103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612591602355978450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMik63F8EJ1UP2ZDNwJxMlqQemj5KG0LpAZ59U7PUK4IFH2x1WQVWtiEcfuAp1DGyjHkchCxGSKcM4xtZnRhlLUaTwMwqBJq665lPLn1GU2p4XTqZCzQGKDmTfMFK2Pp4wMA1B2fJPPJY5/s320/xmaslv2010+103.JPG" /></a>Claire loves her J. She recently lost her tooth and he was the very first person she wanted to tell about it. They have this wonderful bond and I am grateful for it.</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPmpNJS01SBF9J8p1vkgQIOCfnGVuKnvsxAOGfLj_h67e5HMzT3_h5z3ZJnNdnPhh6rh_D2MAxS2w6N23WxzZ-E8v0bsrGU-3yV6TUmlUVg3X3ApenNbmpVRdiXn2VMcIXpNGD-u-0aKH3/s1600/xmaslv2010+105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612593940692750754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPmpNJS01SBF9J8p1vkgQIOCfnGVuKnvsxAOGfLj_h67e5HMzT3_h5z3ZJnNdnPhh6rh_D2MAxS2w6N23WxzZ-E8v0bsrGU-3yV6TUmlUVg3X3ApenNbmpVRdiXn2VMcIXpNGD-u-0aKH3/s320/xmaslv2010+105.JPG" /></a><br />Here we were waiting to eat at a BBQ place (one of Mikey's favorite places) and they were all sitting here on the stairs like this. I had to snap this picture when I saw it. You are looking at the most important people in my life. The ones I couldn't live without. Yep, I am so living a very content life. <br />The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-57600954987223986422010-07-09T22:03:00.001-07:002010-07-09T22:28:45.372-07:00Introducing!!!!!!!!!!!!My husband, my lover, my best friend, and above all my soul mate!<br /><br />This is J.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha6Ax5Cv-iqkJ2k06w25lodiZsRxPyhA7lp3HAwNtNVo7xGI1qCox-CaXO-8Msv6wL08KVG8HmLtEVRaBN5YJPfZkAfrBKxA9M3rEF6a3YB4jlcdUzs9_pU5QoMi_SxfWg5WklxA-DpI3y/s1600/myjohnny.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492139364457848130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha6Ax5Cv-iqkJ2k06w25lodiZsRxPyhA7lp3HAwNtNVo7xGI1qCox-CaXO-8Msv6wL08KVG8HmLtEVRaBN5YJPfZkAfrBKxA9M3rEF6a3YB4jlcdUzs9_pU5QoMi_SxfWg5WklxA-DpI3y/s320/myjohnny.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Somethings never die and this has been in my heart for a very long, long time. As young teenagers we spent hours upon hours talking on the phone. I would sneak over to his house telling my Mom I was at my best friends house. I was so horribly shy that when I would speak to him I would look down at my lap. Oh man, did I have it bad. The summer before ninth grade I moved in with my Dad across the country. We lost touch but every time I had the chance I asked about him. Nobody seemed to know where he was or what he was doing. I also had a person give me some seriously false information. Why, I have no idea. </p><p>After almost 20 years of being apart the strangest thing happened.....he popped up on an old friends Facebook. I immediately "friend requested" him. When I noticed he had accepted my request I sent him a message asking him if he remembered me. His answer will stick in my mind for the rest of my life. He said "Yes, you are the one that got away. How could I ever forget that smile?" Swoooooooooooooooon! That was it folks. Stick a fork in me I am DONE. There is a lot to be said about marrying a best friend. I did just that and I have nothing but joy and happiness in my heart for taking that leap of faith. When you know, you just know.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwAXi-EN5Emg4z1y31_8D8JlG_2aG3hSlT7WXre-1ik_s-pz8ZcvrsPA0_3E3ra6sAerlVt_a22EFF2Fpi-me-ttGedBN4GCHhO5CNYB47e8CX6ZwEkWDwdjiTDkWQjwF76ExGXIy890-S/s1600/spring2010+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492139374942096642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwAXi-EN5Emg4z1y31_8D8JlG_2aG3hSlT7WXre-1ik_s-pz8ZcvrsPA0_3E3ra6sAerlVt_a22EFF2Fpi-me-ttGedBN4GCHhO5CNYB47e8CX6ZwEkWDwdjiTDkWQjwF76ExGXIy890-S/s320/spring2010+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></p><br />Not only is he the Ying to my Yang but he is wonderful with my children. They love him and accept him as "one of us" and that is so important to me. Children are the best radars. They will let you know if a person is good or evil. This man can sit on a floor and smile at a baby and that baby will make his way over to him. I have seen it with my own eyes! Actually, this particular baby chose to go to him over me! I was shocked, pleased, and concerned if I was evil all at the same time! Good omen all the same as far as I am concerned. I think it is very hard not to like J. Don't try and fight it is all I have to say.The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-59308346922178769142010-07-09T06:40:00.000-07:002010-07-09T06:46:20.124-07:00Seriously Out to LunchSo, yeah. Uhm. Lots of stuff has been going on in EPIC preportions! EPIC! I have news, good news! I got married two weeks and one day ago. Mmm hmmm I did, I did. To my very first crush from childhood. I could get all mushy and go into major detail here but I really don't have the time I would like to devote to it. Maybe at a later date. My husband is in the military so we are working on getting the kids and I out to his new post. Lots of paper work and drama with the ex. Seems that if you even want to sneeze with the kids over the state line you have to have a judge give you the go ahead. So I am assuming that when we get settled I will start the blogging again. It will have more of a military angle at that point. I hear it is a whole new world living on post. I am so excited to get there guys and see my soldier on a regular basis. Keep us in your prayers!<br /><br />Love,<br />TIMMThe Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-41019765897267664542010-04-21T08:44:00.000-07:002010-04-21T08:55:59.229-07:00It's been a while!Sorry to my three followers for not updating my blog. Lots of insanity and multitasking to be done! So here are some pics as of late...okay I would if blogger wasn't having issues uploading pics....UGH!The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-78754843058941336212009-08-31T06:05:00.000-07:002009-08-31T06:57:14.231-07:00Happy Birthday My Babies!On August 15th my twins turned FOUR! How dare they be so cruel to their Mommy? They are breaking my heart. *Sob**sniffle**sniffle*<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLj9Wan2hIOR07fBNTpQOoof80saSTCUDKWjELr2qlrYYCt5Nxjm2spML3rPHBxgakzJqDmgQgucmJ_5md3JysvH8l5Dv6Ie285MBeXpYjh5Ht03r7jW-gpSs5O8aNZeZL3_6NhuXBcirJ/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376116048304184418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLj9Wan2hIOR07fBNTpQOoof80saSTCUDKWjELr2qlrYYCt5Nxjm2spML3rPHBxgakzJqDmgQgucmJ_5md3JysvH8l5Dv6Ie285MBeXpYjh5Ht03r7jW-gpSs5O8aNZeZL3_6NhuXBcirJ/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hello Claire ya big ole four year old. You're killen me you know? She was eating her birthday meal. Now that I think about it she really didn't, but she pretended to for the picture. Her theme was princesses. Hence the paper crown. I tell you she is such a giver. The other day she got a starburst for being good at school from her teacher. When she got in the car she split into three pieces to share with her brothers. What a sweet honey child. I know she will be such a wonderful woman and will have a wonderful life. Heaven help any of her boyfriends. If they don't treat her right her two older brothers will be there to "make it right" *wicked grin*<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7J4S0gaKAfh6tW23Y1N0bYV-x-82k4Xp9YtTf5Qcrgtbyd4RbDPX7GBVugfeJuSHJZL8_D6nGlVRYQAozLyIxbZzRq0XIKK4a-d5yhRJF-rON4k7IjoNkq1U_4KELvUZftcezlFrL1fDo/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376116036036322882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7J4S0gaKAfh6tW23Y1N0bYV-x-82k4Xp9YtTf5Qcrgtbyd4RbDPX7GBVugfeJuSHJZL8_D6nGlVRYQAozLyIxbZzRq0XIKK4a-d5yhRJF-rON4k7IjoNkq1U_4KELvUZftcezlFrL1fDo/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ah, my Mikey sitting under the table with his cousin Jakey eating where it was "safe". Hey KID listen to me!!! Stop growing up! You are my baby boy and I must keep you innocent. It is bad enough now that every time we go to Monkey Joe's some little girl runs up to you yelling "Mikey, Mikey come on come on!" and off you go. The girls already love you and I have no idea how to ugly you up because you are such a great personality.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbMZOoyH2aDN22OCZJcJ12S5mzQP-IPcts8BO_PtSeqtkHSqhhieJbpl7KNDskXPB1a9cWY4G-ynmm0s4Vc81gQ2IrTiXx7Qd4tDnuttc_YobMEGnqO3ZYkW3BWn4A26okzfBJbwvWF2W/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376116027468128530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbMZOoyH2aDN22OCZJcJ12S5mzQP-IPcts8BO_PtSeqtkHSqhhieJbpl7KNDskXPB1a9cWY4G-ynmm0s4Vc81gQ2IrTiXx7Qd4tDnuttc_YobMEGnqO3ZYkW3BWn4A26okzfBJbwvWF2W/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+047.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />*biting my knuckle holding back the tears* My three angles. They take my breath away. I love these three kids more then life it's self. I just wanna smother them in kisses and squeeze them so hard. Now only if they would stay still long enough for me to get my hands on them. This picture was a miracle. You really don't want to see the ones before this. Really they are a sight.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1e40TheTkPyWedo3OrIJb7FXnBy4zYdOM3yzBpi5qWIuE4quPRW9s7_45uBMihwu7DIuTX6LLQh55Rl1F7mD_UHrZtkrQkKKV5WmMLviMgtIeoU_OEFw7RexkptuAP5DeCDOwGLL9fT-/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114840170139458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA1e40TheTkPyWedo3OrIJb7FXnBy4zYdOM3yzBpi5qWIuE4quPRW9s7_45uBMihwu7DIuTX6LLQh55Rl1F7mD_UHrZtkrQkKKV5WmMLviMgtIeoU_OEFw7RexkptuAP5DeCDOwGLL9fT-/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+017.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div><br /><br />The theme was Hulk/Princesses. Yep two shades of green and black for the Hulk and pastel pinks and purples for the Princesses. Wonderful combination. I will say that Mikey loved the Hulk cake and Claire was thrilled with her cupcake crown cake. Jakey is sitting there plugging his ears while we sang Happy Birthday. Guess he didn't like the off key song. Makes me wanna sing it again hehe.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfd5xFJQLyXDCdhl6nPxRx0nLyULWekNPI5jX3xDvRSxFxF09-16BYO2S03Q2cqwGwU2pd8jTHBIjb0RJrrGI9qlO3JOXEsnz3qYRtUaEYRasz88DVg2DrU9MOZN2MsrOyGJMlMwNzqpf9/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114866617059554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfd5xFJQLyXDCdhl6nPxRx0nLyULWekNPI5jX3xDvRSxFxF09-16BYO2S03Q2cqwGwU2pd8jTHBIjb0RJrrGI9qlO3JOXEsnz3qYRtUaEYRasz88DVg2DrU9MOZN2MsrOyGJMlMwNzqpf9/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+037.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Enjoying some chocolate from his goodie bag. Digging the shades there rock star.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqZMnYzYkNIpzPg5LTqTx5g954g4G66fwuyCWdQueVCOwPRZKkwmC8gBHsHaoSo-4nxpUBd4OBixhLP4NC3hHmFoSD93ntPP2Qgxvx6v7_h3Qj29pxfY4tJMqDkMShyphenhyphenCgRkq4XvWlcDSp/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114863384460258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqZMnYzYkNIpzPg5LTqTx5g954g4G66fwuyCWdQueVCOwPRZKkwmC8gBHsHaoSo-4nxpUBd4OBixhLP4NC3hHmFoSD93ntPP2Qgxvx6v7_h3Qj29pxfY4tJMqDkMShyphenhyphenCgRkq4XvWlcDSp/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She is my DIVA! That girl cracks me up!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqF7ObNHXt1ooRGTfospjdiKc4NCdwukSJHGmhWFdq72KirmI9p9aQJmC_nhK23GKLSDXqqEqKXA1s9Nogg26SRXOdk6k0CyyRPHPG7OiqQtMDH3TtZMhEQ3NcnWhQhJU3tjd9380-nS0/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114851931225874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrqF7ObNHXt1ooRGTfospjdiKc4NCdwukSJHGmhWFdq72KirmI9p9aQJmC_nhK23GKLSDXqqEqKXA1s9Nogg26SRXOdk6k0CyyRPHPG7OiqQtMDH3TtZMhEQ3NcnWhQhJU3tjd9380-nS0/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The insanity begins!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15dd1cVGEg1NNAjfigoQPfERGZ2HL6jmJ00cKYOEx3kQATrjAdYlVGcGZ0wYu-BYSetnjaaQ7UDVb8k2_Lmiw7f5m-JAI3bkcVrmsqlWBE4N0N4fGckKitKsRd59iPMPL6oZ-Y-dmrKf_/s1600-h/Twin's+4th+bday+026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376114844741146450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15dd1cVGEg1NNAjfigoQPfERGZ2HL6jmJ00cKYOEx3kQATrjAdYlVGcGZ0wYu-BYSetnjaaQ7UDVb8k2_Lmiw7f5m-JAI3bkcVrmsqlWBE4N0N4fGckKitKsRd59iPMPL6oZ-Y-dmrKf_/s320/Twin's+4th+bday+026.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then it continues. I had no idea who got who what. Did you follow that? It was just a blur of tissue paper. I am all for the "stuffing toys in bags and top off with tissue paper" deal but when all the presents are like that it makes for quick unwrapping. Whooooooooooooosh fifty million unwrapped toys strewn on the floor.<br /><br />It was a very happy day for them and I promise I didn't let them see me cry. I changed diapers for six years straight and now that they don't need me as much any more I am at a loss. They are getting so big and needing me less but I think so far I did a pretty good job because they are truly some good kids.The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-17658914533975942062009-08-31T05:41:00.000-07:002009-08-31T06:02:18.407-07:00Crazy Days of SummerI haven't been around much this summer because I have been spending it at the POOL! I did exsactly what I planned which was absolutley nothing but bond with my kids. It was heaven! Heaven I say!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdVB76mqlxaLbbA0gD4fTdFKT1r6J2BPKf0YlzisPBZ0BrV0O18cy0VcV3fZyp3AtNohI4OglOmTC1OG8iAoRW9eFzlSqqyPm3WYGNcOVKEcDqSLLQXB3_7wCvKyPBhQa2YjBBE98wXD9n/s1600-h/water+fun+09+169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376109100288467522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdVB76mqlxaLbbA0gD4fTdFKT1r6J2BPKf0YlzisPBZ0BrV0O18cy0VcV3fZyp3AtNohI4OglOmTC1OG8iAoRW9eFzlSqqyPm3WYGNcOVKEcDqSLLQXB3_7wCvKyPBhQa2YjBBE98wXD9n/s320/water+fun+09+169.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is Ethan comming down the slide. Down here in the south we call it "Ass over elbows".<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsHbI34QGlshdy8e-xIrHRnp5q_5qpRy675xGD9N2Q5QysmYa4UWuarVE5S6OSS9Rqboz3mlwqWMCFuSt0qa3Bfy-lftRiGhnuWG8v9sz9wGAS4TJh6K-x94l4Cvux4xcVH4vHyWO5byY/s1600-h/water+fun+09+166.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376109093732615618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSsHbI34QGlshdy8e-xIrHRnp5q_5qpRy675xGD9N2Q5QysmYa4UWuarVE5S6OSS9Rqboz3mlwqWMCFuSt0qa3Bfy-lftRiGhnuWG8v9sz9wGAS4TJh6K-x94l4Cvux4xcVH4vHyWO5byY/s320/water+fun+09+166.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My Mikey Moodle comming down the slide so proud. Notice no floaties! The life guard told him if he could swim from one side of the pool to the other he could go down the "big" water slide. That child put all of himself into that lap. However the twins gave the new life guards that came along a heart attack when they saw how small they were comming down that big slide.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIsEfIMHt8_j53BetYpmFq_ya7j9W08BRAYRP80mSSq22VVoEiPiX2n20KgRSu1vIg3T7nrO637UY1kodwK0o4NCTKyOPk3twutJZp-Pts-F0469Wy7bE5hxNVdrpofPJPJQAZ_ayoob5/s1600-h/water+fun+09+165.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376109090874322322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIsEfIMHt8_j53BetYpmFq_ya7j9W08BRAYRP80mSSq22VVoEiPiX2n20KgRSu1vIg3T7nrO637UY1kodwK0o4NCTKyOPk3twutJZp-Pts-F0469Wy7bE5hxNVdrpofPJPJQAZ_ayoob5/s320/water+fun+09+165.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My sweet angle baby Claire. She just loved that cheetah bathing suit with the pink butterfly in the center. She is all booty and what a cute booty she has! Kisses my baby girl!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhApLM5LB7imEYRGPgkhJzSEaF_H3_DnkdY1wSM2nd0lATpO4SamhAK23eG607HfkqrS9dOLyD1PzH1DZ3OAnZJGVOY6OiITEkPz5JUoztST76zSxwAkH1AHP-kCnGwEScQPjMl-UfnCrA/s1600-h/water+fun+09+150.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376109081347427170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhApLM5LB7imEYRGPgkhJzSEaF_H3_DnkdY1wSM2nd0lATpO4SamhAK23eG607HfkqrS9dOLyD1PzH1DZ3OAnZJGVOY6OiITEkPz5JUoztST76zSxwAkH1AHP-kCnGwEScQPjMl-UfnCrA/s320/water+fun+09+150.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Last but not least my big boy Ethan. He is concentrating hard here. The kids will knock you off those floats in a second. It was called the lilly pads. He was the only one with out a tan this summer. The sun and Ethan just don't get along. I believe he recieved a few more freckles this summer though. He made it across safe and sound.....that time hehe.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAguRsd2hSePt3LDt6WtrJMwRtF3g-R148Hj7Tfr3wN4mDWDzoLMBgsqRtp7pd75hdNBW7tD1iE0BtT-gPwzjrYM7e-_uZK3bex49xw7T-4NjjqSXaOYNoAaaRGf3LvDJqyNH4USG6U-G/s1600-h/water+fun+09+144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376109073235753490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAguRsd2hSePt3LDt6WtrJMwRtF3g-R148Hj7Tfr3wN4mDWDzoLMBgsqRtp7pd75hdNBW7tD1iE0BtT-gPwzjrYM7e-_uZK3bex49xw7T-4NjjqSXaOYNoAaaRGf3LvDJqyNH4USG6U-G/s320/water+fun+09+144.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My twins taking a break. Hope you all had as much fun as we did this summer! I just love the summers!The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-71681328559598570792009-05-23T06:33:00.000-07:002010-07-09T22:45:17.203-07:00Claire's First Ballet Recital 2009<A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Y8sQPnkk6ZtOKC1DdraAEaew60To2F4z4pOUNsU70NcANT4N2iLQKRpws_DMCsC5v4BXqG1hvLRxgWncilbM_WqFxKtBjCfJsC_1Bu-doBNL1ymS-G8oN069Gy5lzy2lU2bCFIC17_5i/s1600-h/HPIM0500.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339013459989240770 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Y8sQPnkk6ZtOKC1DdraAEaew60To2F4z4pOUNsU70NcANT4N2iLQKRpws_DMCsC5v4BXqG1hvLRxgWncilbM_WqFxKtBjCfJsC_1Bu-doBNL1ymS-G8oN069Gy5lzy2lU2bCFIC17_5i/s320/HPIM0500.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br /><br />We arrived nice and early. Can you see how excited she is? Actually she was trying her model smile out. Maybe it is her Miss America plastic smile.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz30hr-_brAWCLn7scn0wjgmPa-c1LSE6YUqPaEyR0T0wDnGnWosGXq7SKU9IlUpf_aoDcHY7nWv8gBemDl1P5aJLzbyiGhvA_IVVUqLjT-ABpzXdHgQGscZZrNnOz2U9LJ7zO3nnDGrY/s1600-h/HPIM0503.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339013466339796946 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDz30hr-_brAWCLn7scn0wjgmPa-c1LSE6YUqPaEyR0T0wDnGnWosGXq7SKU9IlUpf_aoDcHY7nWv8gBemDl1P5aJLzbyiGhvA_IVVUqLjT-ABpzXdHgQGscZZrNnOz2U9LJ7zO3nnDGrY/s320/HPIM0503.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />All dressed in her pretty yellow tutu. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPxsdG5wH1Rwzc4Wy8FFj2k3lgdaNcB37kn0uvQhSnXe17FaRWdRlB_rZraRVF2yhNnWdr-ofuWQ8i_14mOzo2akuqX-TtZt0SEHgdTnfow63Olqy84dQD3bhR2T66lsdQhd7pXlGSWch/s1600-h/HPIM0504.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339013458393427234 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxPxsdG5wH1Rwzc4Wy8FFj2k3lgdaNcB37kn0uvQhSnXe17FaRWdRlB_rZraRVF2yhNnWdr-ofuWQ8i_14mOzo2akuqX-TtZt0SEHgdTnfow63Olqy84dQD3bhR2T66lsdQhd7pXlGSWch/s320/HPIM0504.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />She has such a pretty back. The back of the tutu was cute too.<br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgna7hv_EIPD1hXUqp-6aqDgYU5SneLfkACw3k_1Q0XtUBWmxa5mvTjeYAD0i44lKFhmE7KFA7HP2-PQlsYobrPaeEsf8N-cAZ9rXqZFK6gmmFJFoUWreRnZ4cQdXJWFFy69YX-egEgVSTV/s1600-h/HPIM0530.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339013471406897650 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgna7hv_EIPD1hXUqp-6aqDgYU5SneLfkACw3k_1Q0XtUBWmxa5mvTjeYAD0i44lKFhmE7KFA7HP2-PQlsYobrPaeEsf8N-cAZ9rXqZFK6gmmFJFoUWreRnZ4cQdXJWFFy69YX-egEgVSTV/s320/HPIM0530.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br />All lined up and ready to get down and boogie...pardon tap. All dressed up and ready to tap, a tap, tap, tap! Shuffle toe heal ball change!<br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7Ocs_llaT5J807Wd0b2KSpmmTmjet7amBSSOvrWFrSRQqNt5_m0C7KpQJN3j58WVGbEvfa_DHlz7WJtn87cqWa9GMaT3egl-DwkMBhY3NQEINrEcuM5lhyphenhyphenExCa1vhxIZsZwJF2QTNTvb/s1600-h/HPIM0532.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339016051997272290 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7Ocs_llaT5J807Wd0b2KSpmmTmjet7amBSSOvrWFrSRQqNt5_m0C7KpQJN3j58WVGbEvfa_DHlz7WJtn87cqWa9GMaT3egl-DwkMBhY3NQEINrEcuM5lhyphenhyphenExCa1vhxIZsZwJF2QTNTvb/s320/HPIM0532.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br /><br />This was the hard part. Changing out from your tap shoes to your ballet slippers. Remember people she is only three...awe!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvb_Pnu18Ose5Zt1zj1KeYW6lZjcXpMp7bb1qOsR_lXlH6_JFJftOwYnjZRGxHa_msssGpli7mi8rcLmqxV-HCeEy0WZ1fGgiCDzxnKkf_-kB91bti1l7QPT0i8csYvbpxgPC9sB0JJ2yQ/s1600-h/HPIM0541.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339016057865884370 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvb_Pnu18Ose5Zt1zj1KeYW6lZjcXpMp7bb1qOsR_lXlH6_JFJftOwYnjZRGxHa_msssGpli7mi8rcLmqxV-HCeEy0WZ1fGgiCDzxnKkf_-kB91bti1l7QPT0i8csYvbpxgPC9sB0JJ2yQ/s320/HPIM0541.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br /><br />This is probably one of my favorite pictures. That is Missy and Claire doing an arabesque. Too cute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf-WPE3khnbVeqYIOb3W1T7R_tdVhu1Ha-Y9XmzIihnSE_ed4dC3moz_UKAyx6Z2Be2QbcDQHVuxQlqqubjGKOQs4dXfcnkY_B2YsR-g1zdDCFKke16qNLrXymCMujAgthfXpzXiMv1XuP/s1600-h/HPIM0537.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339016053524329074 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf-WPE3khnbVeqYIOb3W1T7R_tdVhu1Ha-Y9XmzIihnSE_ed4dC3moz_UKAyx6Z2Be2QbcDQHVuxQlqqubjGKOQs4dXfcnkY_B2YsR-g1zdDCFKke16qNLrXymCMujAgthfXpzXiMv1XuP/s320/HPIM0537.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />She just melts my heart. She looked so thrilled to be there.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjR2Y-CCkKKboT0h-Xe6fPuqLmW-xo7YfN0ywJHk7nWhudDQNpfYn3o9JmXRNOfzVYdJZsjG9xfANk3g0xws1xdvLaqp4458XwBzyWGDRYVrybl8hpppN2gmPlODR-p6qDyNwtBtFPR5Dp/s1600-h/HPIM0563.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339016064431386226 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjR2Y-CCkKKboT0h-Xe6fPuqLmW-xo7YfN0ywJHk7nWhudDQNpfYn3o9JmXRNOfzVYdJZsjG9xfANk3g0xws1xdvLaqp4458XwBzyWGDRYVrybl8hpppN2gmPlODR-p6qDyNwtBtFPR5Dp/s320/HPIM0563.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br /><br />Grandma got her that beautiful bouquet of flowers. Claire kept saying over and over "My Gama got me pretty flowers Momma!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNYgOVbUPTiUgKq6I6kqIXXFfhU1eRwQkY6er8QEiTeYzPrn4D1WEBMVakfbQaGvvLKYsUY8J87ylMhHJv2ilfp38LN15UssFqF4yHdM7qO2fLPTBG3bFrgSht_mHCo41x4NgFUEbiVbU/s1600-h/HPIM0566.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339016064989312802 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglNYgOVbUPTiUgKq6I6kqIXXFfhU1eRwQkY6er8QEiTeYzPrn4D1WEBMVakfbQaGvvLKYsUY8J87ylMhHJv2ilfp38LN15UssFqF4yHdM7qO2fLPTBG3bFrgSht_mHCo41x4NgFUEbiVbU/s320/HPIM0566.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />This child was so excited it was popping out of those pretty blue eyes. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh10xLTaVgvxMK-NgCiDOoZDnTWxqGRpF4fL-uxgAaoezsWfPOur1z4rv07aK47aKFhYs1X_96P4S3gXxaHV9rsHxQRBLIybdyYFXs6bGanttqYrtU5P2RmBKCFEXR46hzmri1BFVkPY0bO/s1600-h/HPIM0507.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339013467675462114 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh10xLTaVgvxMK-NgCiDOoZDnTWxqGRpF4fL-uxgAaoezsWfPOur1z4rv07aK47aKFhYs1X_96P4S3gXxaHV9rsHxQRBLIybdyYFXs6bGanttqYrtU5P2RmBKCFEXR46hzmri1BFVkPY0bO/s320/HPIM0507.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />Momma and her pretty little ballerina princess Claire. You know it's kinda funny because she is the only one out of the three that calls me Momma. We are not extremely southern out here and she picked that name for me all on her own. She has even gotten me to call my Mom, Momma.The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-80037084336481063972009-05-10T16:46:00.001-07:002009-05-10T18:16:22.846-07:00Much Needed One On One TimeThis Mother's Day I did something that was very rare for me. I spent it with my eldest child. Having a set of three year old twins is a very on your toes job. The little guys demand so much more of my time. This was supposed to be the their Daddy's weekend but Ethan had a very high fever on Friday so I kept him with me and sent the twins off to spend the weekend with their Dad. By the time Sunday rolled around his fever had broke and he was bouncing off the walls. That was when I decided that we would get out and go to The Yellow River Game Ranch. This place is full of native Georgian wild life that has been either injured or orphaned at one point. This time of year is the best time to go. So off we went and had a blast!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrjljfr3ImoX7TNczmB74_PGuaua-aFPp017l724AiRbdXxVFb7pJJjNEJVVH-r1PSFtjrAl1k20iZkjjuX1S1_UaS6E-YB3gZVvtldYQa0VHyYmNOUtaZWfCc6DuvCp-KaDZZBsNbjwA/s1600-h/HPIM0432.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334347907974582754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTrjljfr3ImoX7TNczmB74_PGuaua-aFPp017l724AiRbdXxVFb7pJJjNEJVVH-r1PSFtjrAl1k20iZkjjuX1S1_UaS6E-YB3gZVvtldYQa0VHyYmNOUtaZWfCc6DuvCp-KaDZZBsNbjwA/s320/HPIM0432.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This was what greeted us when we walked out that door. He even struck a pose.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7t_7XI_wkxbID8YdST4R9cubpNLsMwViS2dloXKspnzbEDJlx9ULqaoRueNvAwkUSeOnh8-Kuu6hfn0VFOnZz7JfHGxygkAhVbSN9HjE75_lpTOjQlZ98KCTx2B83IV3m3hEzfP6Chbj/s1600-h/HPIM0434.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334347909421665314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb7t_7XI_wkxbID8YdST4R9cubpNLsMwViS2dloXKspnzbEDJlx9ULqaoRueNvAwkUSeOnh8-Kuu6hfn0VFOnZz7JfHGxygkAhVbSN9HjE75_lpTOjQlZ98KCTx2B83IV3m3hEzfP6Chbj/s320/HPIM0434.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then this sweet little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thang</span> wandered up.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpJWdl5IFNEK070d4kMY_wsw3sHylF0seZx9tH4hXc89aoYWd1schD5khcP-brFrUvqByxqj959GMLUHHDpdz7Igb56ruu7GPnMXSuiJAGlgMHPdK8HT_heVTnGa1xmY82-38Y_9CPa-a/s1600-h/HPIM0436.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334347915923668930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpJWdl5IFNEK070d4kMY_wsw3sHylF0seZx9tH4hXc89aoYWd1schD5khcP-brFrUvqByxqj959GMLUHHDpdz7Igb56ruu7GPnMXSuiJAGlgMHPdK8HT_heVTnGa1xmY82-38Y_9CPa-a/s320/HPIM0436.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then a couple more sweet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">thangs</span>.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONhjDaHd3OtUI1fJiM8PeLmq76WJj8bkd28cdU9CWrbN5rDkwxf73lxxUdS204cTivOEkejZ3Vs-vYMpDoAsZdXZfPbwY_z5AadEnnD2lI77vgdsH4wFM38aIToyTkW8IcFIP9ZBu0vqp/s1600-h/HPIM0437.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334347917334124082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONhjDaHd3OtUI1fJiM8PeLmq76WJj8bkd28cdU9CWrbN5rDkwxf73lxxUdS204cTivOEkejZ3Vs-vYMpDoAsZdXZfPbwY_z5AadEnnD2lI77vgdsH4wFM38aIToyTkW8IcFIP9ZBu0vqp/s320/HPIM0437.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then the whole family came over. No fear in that child's eyes, NO FEAR I say!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuCiwg4VEfLfRvS0ixcICrckmSRPYXmlXmS_Rqg0xd1B6vxztkLT-vYFN1Ev-0ypDlmT0_lu1ICeX9jM5U-y2fGNypt7UPa6-5jbbc_nnf7sW_J0JM2pShktJ8GTJYcjpGTsdTEbeuzgZN/s1600-h/HPIM0449.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334347927809533330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuCiwg4VEfLfRvS0ixcICrckmSRPYXmlXmS_Rqg0xd1B6vxztkLT-vYFN1Ev-0ypDlmT0_lu1ICeX9jM5U-y2fGNypt7UPa6-5jbbc_nnf7sW_J0JM2pShktJ8GTJYcjpGTsdTEbeuzgZN/s320/HPIM0449.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Spring has sprung. Babies ducks are so cute.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1RAlj3nPVCbmwtYg1DaegoWjxWxZc6ZwPIHYVEejLSNqocdoqsn93ejRUGOyqFvv-rEQs6adjNgoRSdiLio6Z2vejDmYz4A7hyi8PIVky9QVu-IDCQl7v24sKnI7pY0nha1UkqcV1mNl/s1600-h/HPIM0456.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349330865773314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1RAlj3nPVCbmwtYg1DaegoWjxWxZc6ZwPIHYVEejLSNqocdoqsn93ejRUGOyqFvv-rEQs6adjNgoRSdiLio6Z2vejDmYz4A7hyi8PIVky9QVu-IDCQl7v24sKnI7pY0nha1UkqcV1mNl/s320/HPIM0456.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This baby called me "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Maaaaaaamaaaaaaaaa</span>" Yes he did I swear!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBYatM26DUT2aNz2go3xN401XI8G_LKWXP4QE4OMd8zlxdOqmwhCGzQCNTVjnmu01HSITi7yBeQpySakfGo65GQRSZzsAr3T40g_qI5Z4iCFWre1piyYO8WHQyp1o3bldwgOUKnwrkVQ8/s1600-h/HPIM0471.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334362979745475762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBYatM26DUT2aNz2go3xN401XI8G_LKWXP4QE4OMd8zlxdOqmwhCGzQCNTVjnmu01HSITi7yBeQpySakfGo65GQRSZzsAr3T40g_qI5Z4iCFWre1piyYO8WHQyp1o3bldwgOUKnwrkVQ8/s320/HPIM0471.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ethan and I had a long discussion about putting this little chick in a pocket and running to the car. It took him a good five minutes of reasoning with me to get it through my head that it would be a very bad thing for me to do. It was so cute and fuzzy!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS0qmcsGWBQZO-hO33H5JSNAC__KMqsQR9Jx75J7O7lCkrgTUrBDrQHrPW6_ouGRfubGKctOjVoxiRv72_FjcIRb7GbxsLzS-kff7yNc_mYH0hLF5uaoiFFvzECkgUNYDIdgPYcrSqBbY/s1600-h/HPIM0458.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349334574290066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaS0qmcsGWBQZO-hO33H5JSNAC__KMqsQR9Jx75J7O7lCkrgTUrBDrQHrPW6_ouGRfubGKctOjVoxiRv72_FjcIRb7GbxsLzS-kff7yNc_mYH0hLF5uaoiFFvzECkgUNYDIdgPYcrSqBbY/s320/HPIM0458.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />This pig was very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">grunty</span> and demanding. He didn't want the peanut Ethan tried to feed him. He didn't want the carrot. Not even the saltine cracker would do for this swine. Then I found his Achilles heel.......graham crackers. He is on his way to sugar diabetes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrNkFnVhlc9Tp7uBu7_GZPS9NcI80PW_xfQlVHUgbu2lm5PJMNLoXHy18fPsm33VmCApJ4T1ny0hcZTld7ajB7ugvzwvPN2Xd0oU79Gl99cluFWH6Okp8iD1Yc01Iw6okA3jQ4_suxDrd/s1600-h/HPIM0459.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334354012398775970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrNkFnVhlc9Tp7uBu7_GZPS9NcI80PW_xfQlVHUgbu2lm5PJMNLoXHy18fPsm33VmCApJ4T1ny0hcZTld7ajB7ugvzwvPN2Xd0oU79Gl99cluFWH6Okp8iD1Yc01Iw6okA3jQ4_suxDrd/s320/HPIM0459.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />What a ham.....<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hehe</span>. Yeah shoot me I went there!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsz9f90S7FmP7_IRJvnVc12EbVUaYtHG26RqUzJMvl3CyuXv-A1i5EIBfTeLJ41jaayvxuRYzbvgJJVBbpIi7P0qRHvFoanYRBQe3KvDZIOF8rqFy4nApD_fgzmsX0hChQioKTiUt6Gtew/s1600-h/HPIM0463.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349342589969586" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsz9f90S7FmP7_IRJvnVc12EbVUaYtHG26RqUzJMvl3CyuXv-A1i5EIBfTeLJ41jaayvxuRYzbvgJJVBbpIi7P0qRHvFoanYRBQe3KvDZIOF8rqFy4nApD_fgzmsX0hChQioKTiUt6Gtew/s320/HPIM0463.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />How could you resist a face like that?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f_IRARZV5TfQTMGmdt0bM-rB_L0l8MTyOwF6-acna9scjlf-520r0BgwyjXxpuHG8dnFdKy3qrPm75zbbgCNnvkjnBKiDqzpfpoVi5XzQokXF3ndNiRAqc0ITS55cUZHbOXrCk8bxQ2C/s1600-h/HPIM0443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334359142008050802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f_IRARZV5TfQTMGmdt0bM-rB_L0l8MTyOwF6-acna9scjlf-520r0BgwyjXxpuHG8dnFdKy3qrPm75zbbgCNnvkjnBKiDqzpfpoVi5XzQokXF3ndNiRAqc0ITS55cUZHbOXrCk8bxQ2C/s320/HPIM0443.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Much easier then resisting THIS face. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lova</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">lova</span>, love you little man! He was on a mission to give every <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">squirrel</span> he set his eyes on a peanut. The animals here are so tame that even a teeny tiny little chipmunk will come up to you and take a nut from your hand. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsm37gulal2lWY4uqCMhY5-1SCgp6PlZrp0cDmOUJSBIFUIH-oEHSF9SZmShEabClpj9AbFf5sT6wnawqmvY7JDQRdIcMRhcomXOFmey3g1VTjH97Nyf1JP5daQAEh9C9EUUDrADBKQFjZ/s1600-h/HPIM0467.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334354018528723538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsm37gulal2lWY4uqCMhY5-1SCgp6PlZrp0cDmOUJSBIFUIH-oEHSF9SZmShEabClpj9AbFf5sT6wnawqmvY7JDQRdIcMRhcomXOFmey3g1VTjH97Nyf1JP5daQAEh9C9EUUDrADBKQFjZ/s320/HPIM0467.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I am telling you these animals know how to get food out of me. They were playing goat peek a boo with me. Then they had the nerve to call me "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Maaaamaaaaa</span>" over and over again. I was going into <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Mamma</span> over drive.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogqhppvIeiDTJ8g_wX8CKwI3hcGxOMolLbzhR4t4Qssoz_xFdHg3Zpsor2Gm6ySL6KHwPq-YXTcS0OJEPU89ih9bc1koMetOye0KjNooNol4347CttfQH8iVzFm4HIaZ2zkMGYycVwcA1/s1600-h/HPIM0480.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334354023631070818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogqhppvIeiDTJ8g_wX8CKwI3hcGxOMolLbzhR4t4Qssoz_xFdHg3Zpsor2Gm6ySL6KHwPq-YXTcS0OJEPU89ih9bc1koMetOye0KjNooNol4347CttfQH8iVzFm4HIaZ2zkMGYycVwcA1/s320/HPIM0480.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I was this guy's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Mamma</span> first. My mini me freckles and all.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6kj7syHXgPCRVVc1a-Q2aHozkrGTfN65Rzsi_EYEHjzz3mxCdo_S4iMgaJ120hw70N1DXSvGLrzPw-Thx4FLS-hcPG4i9NleZlnv6Jebu5gs1gBOyAnZ__vGKxLOyepD7X-xVF-kLY4MP/s1600-h/HPIM0490.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334354027524588674" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6kj7syHXgPCRVVc1a-Q2aHozkrGTfN65Rzsi_EYEHjzz3mxCdo_S4iMgaJ120hw70N1DXSvGLrzPw-Thx4FLS-hcPG4i9NleZlnv6Jebu5gs1gBOyAnZ__vGKxLOyepD7X-xVF-kLY4MP/s320/HPIM0490.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />I fell for it. Yes it's a hand made sling shot.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigwM8UEQkxU73G0XcudqtPT1CigHAwhWn2wIsvhKx3OhoaHhYlafSBdHJ5NUBnUysdmKdmiDkvCPt7wN6QcMoYlnERZnZIuvBXbHisHoFY3alE5kBFpy9y4tmogBcKFtTg-mNml64gjhQQ/s1600-h/HPIM0491.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334354029237352274" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigwM8UEQkxU73G0XcudqtPT1CigHAwhWn2wIsvhKx3OhoaHhYlafSBdHJ5NUBnUysdmKdmiDkvCPt7wN6QcMoYlnERZnZIuvBXbHisHoFY3alE5kBFpy9y4tmogBcKFtTg-mNml64gjhQQ/s320/HPIM0491.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Please Lord don't let him put anybodies eyes out. Please don't let that evil little boy streak come out of him against the woodland creatures in the back yard.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBUAGONMxEt3muzRUU6w15wr282-m_z0Jyry3ux83plGRWjhGPdvL2l-mEyNGpMHoMwltyaypkmg3Tw-2GXklf_KF8rkLUHQ2sdI8Swjf5Y3dGCDqQt4xsAh_aiyZcHsYyhZO13Gxc7P1/s1600-h/HPIM0442.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349323967945954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidBUAGONMxEt3muzRUU6w15wr282-m_z0Jyry3ux83plGRWjhGPdvL2l-mEyNGpMHoMwltyaypkmg3Tw-2GXklf_KF8rkLUHQ2sdI8Swjf5Y3dGCDqQt4xsAh_aiyZcHsYyhZO13Gxc7P1/s320/HPIM0442.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Oh and this sweet creature wanted to tell you something.................<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWfNJmCndBHtmk6-xFt6R8gx_joG84YscPrqokF_yuYvB8zGdY0k-cDjJg7MOEafbVwHY6s_AxwuxIVgah0IHL92QqfMng-V3Wl9z3fFweVolsYePiqY8It1YFK83ytNa0llFvOeCteI8e/s1600-h/HPIM0446.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334349317725512322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWfNJmCndBHtmk6-xFt6R8gx_joG84YscPrqokF_yuYvB8zGdY0k-cDjJg7MOEafbVwHY6s_AxwuxIVgah0IHL92QqfMng-V3Wl9z3fFweVolsYePiqY8It1YFK83ytNa0llFvOeCteI8e/s320/HPIM0446.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />CHEESE!The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-69926467928732798422009-04-23T13:05:00.001-07:002009-04-23T13:51:05.081-07:00Adventures In Planting A GardenI decided that I was going to plant a garden. Then I thought that maybe the kids would like to get in on the fun. Literally!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywrAduSSE7k-mas7y1LboxakRdohVwMU4ADp7gtlcL7bUrnge4PkGIaQGhHbif48FBk3RNxHT06o8p9EklGYOiGTeVyADXcPOTNuwPKr5fyNjGIwQrtbRynueiWhdh8onmE9UhfE1hItu/s1600-h/HPIM0408.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjywrAduSSE7k-mas7y1LboxakRdohVwMU4ADp7gtlcL7bUrnge4PkGIaQGhHbif48FBk3RNxHT06o8p9EklGYOiGTeVyADXcPOTNuwPKr5fyNjGIwQrtbRynueiWhdh8onmE9UhfE1hItu/s320/HPIM0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983746545478338" /></a><br /><br /><br />Mikey standing in the raised garden bed. The direction that was given was stand beside the bed. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidHMWqv-JocFVfD6nnpCqMCxa73xgtP8FjFn7c359VwgWGytb6CSeNu8jmv6o_ErJK6deMUSVClhAGflFHi4_hOihofGlncHkvI8wduQOFkx6NZHc-Xwvj_qeUhBKEcbLetvmSdZ344-vu/s1600-h/HPIM0410.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidHMWqv-JocFVfD6nnpCqMCxa73xgtP8FjFn7c359VwgWGytb6CSeNu8jmv6o_ErJK6deMUSVClhAGflFHi4_hOihofGlncHkvI8wduQOFkx6NZHc-Xwvj_qeUhBKEcbLetvmSdZ344-vu/s320/HPIM0410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983752651512834" /></a><br /><br /><br />The other two got a kick out of Mom's exasperation so they decided to join the fun. So now we can all give a collective "Awe" because they are cutie pies even when they are being devils.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU7xpNk5VAP2k1FOTtCgqNePnGbNhXRSO3n9bI_cngcsJW-HFeRU18h2BUv1QsEvsx8UKp6KXAUm4QFng4-vYbivdofUTDbpkWFJR_C-L5GrfSPFhosYqOxlyNWy3Vk4f_g3rkXdfeYSWz/s1600-h/HPIM0415.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU7xpNk5VAP2k1FOTtCgqNePnGbNhXRSO3n9bI_cngcsJW-HFeRU18h2BUv1QsEvsx8UKp6KXAUm4QFng4-vYbivdofUTDbpkWFJR_C-L5GrfSPFhosYqOxlyNWy3Vk4f_g3rkXdfeYSWz/s320/HPIM0415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983767479969186" /></a><br /><br /><br />The fun begins!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUneNG46tCx8_v7McchYgq58x-dVVn7r5kTGEl37F9j2sR9BuxxnMVGihA6W8t8zebXrDlagT6K569akPNEUJyVFzOyU3heTAxos3ccNqiIYjWxw34nB2iVjPE14CaZshN5y-165H6ZQ6/s1600-h/HPIM0414.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpUneNG46tCx8_v7McchYgq58x-dVVn7r5kTGEl37F9j2sR9BuxxnMVGihA6W8t8zebXrDlagT6K569akPNEUJyVFzOyU3heTAxos3ccNqiIYjWxw34nB2iVjPE14CaZshN5y-165H6ZQ6/s320/HPIM0414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327984738766252626" /></a><br /><br /><br />He is poking at the dirt. Boys will be boys eh?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCBNmsRkUpWjEMoCfBLDhOGa1-YhVeJnpBExoBtE8rHmA7iIX2NYX8X6V0D5KTg86_dW8o-5CL1qEAlegiKSN5NA3rcU4WiSXuJC0BzK2KapuaK_ME4xyC1JifkgNLI-qghrv9D244wQLe/s1600-h/HPIM0417.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCBNmsRkUpWjEMoCfBLDhOGa1-YhVeJnpBExoBtE8rHmA7iIX2NYX8X6V0D5KTg86_dW8o-5CL1qEAlegiKSN5NA3rcU4WiSXuJC0BzK2KapuaK_ME4xyC1JifkgNLI-qghrv9D244wQLe/s320/HPIM0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327984743676336706" /></a><br /><br /><br />Three little ducklings all in a row. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWw6IagbUfyg68vw0sKT4dI3yZDWqoFmQSbc2rKYREIh5nzSImZUvLBly0HASdlcWGpQC9CNjNdh_lkJ2ggLf-COveN9bYpeh0RkQ72ANc7mteiIkFWE77UKyGiZZb6kuy-qqDzx-jd_v/s1600-h/HPIM0412.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbWw6IagbUfyg68vw0sKT4dI3yZDWqoFmQSbc2rKYREIh5nzSImZUvLBly0HASdlcWGpQC9CNjNdh_lkJ2ggLf-COveN9bYpeh0RkQ72ANc7mteiIkFWE77UKyGiZZb6kuy-qqDzx-jd_v/s320/HPIM0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327986781061894418" /></a><br /><br /><br />She is all business.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHmsv3BTCC52YjrdymxsJEDl_Ogb1BpEljV482rN3WHYz8FwgdjHS1dZOXkzlp_KaYfv45V0b9ejGTqAXXTL3Dshnm3CnQ3f3bDt-pp8dw_O_fqaoafHDjn2PLSDxt-CwgTYNyHzFa30h/s1600-h/HPIM0411.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHmsv3BTCC52YjrdymxsJEDl_Ogb1BpEljV482rN3WHYz8FwgdjHS1dZOXkzlp_KaYfv45V0b9ejGTqAXXTL3Dshnm3CnQ3f3bDt-pp8dw_O_fqaoafHDjn2PLSDxt-CwgTYNyHzFa30h/s320/HPIM0411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983757056417186" /></a><br /><em></em><em></em><br /><br /><br />She is digging it. Hehe!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGu7fPG8u13SOoN33YLltvF_X1SwR8ur_wXQfQF2jmcnCOCuGIkBufZMISQ0eD2LYZlZTCJKQvGrN___fKeumR2STzd-nuoHtrlyLY5R10SQgr-8pHNvPAFhkoDTrOdy0AFvY7LwjNyvJu/s1600-h/HPIM0413.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGu7fPG8u13SOoN33YLltvF_X1SwR8ur_wXQfQF2jmcnCOCuGIkBufZMISQ0eD2LYZlZTCJKQvGrN___fKeumR2STzd-nuoHtrlyLY5R10SQgr-8pHNvPAFhkoDTrOdy0AFvY7LwjNyvJu/s320/HPIM0413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983759105639298" /></a><br /><br /><br />The boys decided that playing was more fun. This is what happened when I told them I was going to start digging the holes for the plants to go into.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSv5gzBEtMjwOfkyPSJY5ojiWTrYyY_ey4zp1pxSHMJwoARSTomNH8REXo7GHZF0McHBO7POvS55SLWSxpfSbiakYtOypOyufjmrS_-b7rSdPiCCf168QhYNCWGSAMWVRdK8fcCdCq9Wh_/s1600-h/HPIM0416.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSv5gzBEtMjwOfkyPSJY5ojiWTrYyY_ey4zp1pxSHMJwoARSTomNH8REXo7GHZF0McHBO7POvS55SLWSxpfSbiakYtOypOyufjmrS_-b7rSdPiCCf168QhYNCWGSAMWVRdK8fcCdCq9Wh_/s320/HPIM0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327984753949060082" /></a><br /><br /><br />My straggler<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zN3OwgcvAn0rYLUe8BKdW1gsWsMCu76qPUfW7tbPw5Cvm-m6HGro8NUqmqFMG2iMuJ1s5kqgQbALv6JcvCHjilMPuWcaLKqNneEJ3B7RONlE-DqCbpJPJSUe7Jp7wj7FfR0pNNB7rdLf/s1600-h/HPIM0418.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5zN3OwgcvAn0rYLUe8BKdW1gsWsMCu76qPUfW7tbPw5Cvm-m6HGro8NUqmqFMG2iMuJ1s5kqgQbALv6JcvCHjilMPuWcaLKqNneEJ3B7RONlE-DqCbpJPJSUe7Jp7wj7FfR0pNNB7rdLf/s320/HPIM0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327984755736890354" /></a><br /><br /><br />The boys stayed around for a bit. Claire was the super helper today. Maybe she will find a love for gardening. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9LlLC_U0KWi3erOJis5Ms7uunh1KAoOBwkXPjKqaYC3buXjwQDUpEo91B8pd-WsZqVIAGL6VH8xgHcQc_SkDydlWI0wQ-5WidyFlVRW-vi-oU0yQL51BA0LIpq5jYR7_j6FHetekWWFS/s1600-h/HPIM0423.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK9LlLC_U0KWi3erOJis5Ms7uunh1KAoOBwkXPjKqaYC3buXjwQDUpEo91B8pd-WsZqVIAGL6VH8xgHcQc_SkDydlWI0wQ-5WidyFlVRW-vi-oU0yQL51BA0LIpq5jYR7_j6FHetekWWFS/s320/HPIM0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327985186053290434" /></a><br /><br /><br />"Looks heavy Claire. Do you need some help?" I say.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9pFhRMOMS2MPJsPC0Rc4vT5s1Ud1hk8uxWWQhfFXWFm0wGc9Cq3H4c05MubtquzRs8sAXeQxmawvmAVesrJR_KUcJZe8TVNIaIuQEa3YhalbOT9hKVJz3gdFAuuDKvU-gr_RsyqBZ8X8/s1600-h/HPIM0422.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9pFhRMOMS2MPJsPC0Rc4vT5s1Ud1hk8uxWWQhfFXWFm0wGc9Cq3H4c05MubtquzRs8sAXeQxmawvmAVesrJR_KUcJZe8TVNIaIuQEa3YhalbOT9hKVJz3gdFAuuDKvU-gr_RsyqBZ8X8/s320/HPIM0422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327984761465746434" /></a><br /><br /><br />"Nope Momma I got it" she says. <br />I will have to point out here how her little mouth is wide open. Such determination this one has. Oh, and she wants you to call her Fred. Or Bread as she pronounces it. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyoJwccPGbJrf5xf2qR5pRxqABt1ydpqTHngnjd2tKZ-Wf_uJhnmSHVC4nBaMiUgGDj1cUA4x5XaKcZP3HBQlvn28IExVL1jY3aBKqeLy7zxqTWWSOJt54dmCYxfavSuu3Jk-6DMAvoodT/s1600-h/HPIM0424.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyoJwccPGbJrf5xf2qR5pRxqABt1ydpqTHngnjd2tKZ-Wf_uJhnmSHVC4nBaMiUgGDj1cUA4x5XaKcZP3HBQlvn28IExVL1jY3aBKqeLy7zxqTWWSOJt54dmCYxfavSuu3Jk-6DMAvoodT/s320/HPIM0424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327985190712652786" /></a><br /><br /><br />The finished product. Hopefully we have just helped these little plants on their way. We planted red and yellow bell peppers, three types of tomatoes, banana peppers, jalapenos, and a yellow squash. I will be so stoked if they actually produce. <br /><br />See ya guys later!The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-49218269651794540072009-04-12T11:34:00.001-07:002009-04-12T13:01:45.940-07:00Easter Fun!<STRONG>Happy Easter Folks!</STRONG> <br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMsLdRoGoRh9kCzYnlRoHz4_WS1YQ16GgP8ohXchLAwY3j80eogu3a6OLOM9amwur5DvUI4g0ylZiWm3n0bM4TG4Z0xAbO9wKftAdvYSBKm5AB45ega8ubln7w3sm-_gaThp-NrvNH2xKg/s1600-h/HPIM0364.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877253043370370 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMsLdRoGoRh9kCzYnlRoHz4_WS1YQ16GgP8ohXchLAwY3j80eogu3a6OLOM9amwur5DvUI4g0ylZiWm3n0bM4TG4Z0xAbO9wKftAdvYSBKm5AB45ega8ubln7w3sm-_gaThp-NrvNH2xKg/s320/HPIM0364.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />Here are three very happy little monkeys! I can't believe they stood still long enough for me to get a picture! Ethan has a thing about putting things he wants to take a picture with right in front of his face. I am constantly telling him to move it to the side so we can see who is holding said object. Goodness gracious my kids are so precious...at least that is how they appear in pictures. Hehe! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0193Y2zhKeJpZ7kCE-mMFRhY2rs9ErM0C_0uNiXJDE1x91wZ__6rFfsOkfT6Tyn1R7GClD81-bdPZKBSN_B07CPlsBVO-Lna3cIZpOV4XeITK42FXfUhwO1HEJKOxafIPZQaoPB3IdyUL/s1600-h/HPIM0400.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323882813496796658 style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0193Y2zhKeJpZ7kCE-mMFRhY2rs9ErM0C_0uNiXJDE1x91wZ__6rFfsOkfT6Tyn1R7GClD81-bdPZKBSN_B07CPlsBVO-Lna3cIZpOV4XeITK42FXfUhwO1HEJKOxafIPZQaoPB3IdyUL/s320/HPIM0400.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is an example of what I was talking about. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KRAKr0xMzb7-PPVWVq1opAk3lMcAetiT0sVPszIhrQmIf5Vm_pU4NuQjaNZE5Lnzrx1HZjeALayufuES7uVrj1I1Po8GtlGGnSoP6mwYYvpHt06P7tGCd6vs3Cn5SXqZjcAWe9UkMVH1/s1600-h/HPIM0403.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323882810259710066 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KRAKr0xMzb7-PPVWVq1opAk3lMcAetiT0sVPszIhrQmIf5Vm_pU4NuQjaNZE5Lnzrx1HZjeALayufuES7uVrj1I1Po8GtlGGnSoP6mwYYvpHt06P7tGCd6vs3Cn5SXqZjcAWe9UkMVH1/s320/HPIM0403.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />And again.....*sigh*. Oh hey Grandma do you see the Scooby Doo shirt? Yes, that is the one that you made possible for him to win at school. It also glows in the dark and he thinks it is super cool. Thanks Grandma! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrAtmcEC9nRnpNpmO0Restg8hmvMS1QlEF6tEWnMSJT4cbFqzk3IDwhrfvGMeiMtYm89AozllS4bDNPzpGtujyWewdhgm1MiZ5GKfRCDAkpWRrRLQYwa9aPLh0lb_7rY-bIuv7XH7sUXy/s1600-h/HPIM0381.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877257470604274 style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrAtmcEC9nRnpNpmO0Restg8hmvMS1QlEF6tEWnMSJT4cbFqzk3IDwhrfvGMeiMtYm89AozllS4bDNPzpGtujyWewdhgm1MiZ5GKfRCDAkpWRrRLQYwa9aPLh0lb_7rY-bIuv7XH7sUXy/s320/HPIM0381.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br />Here is my angel baby Claire bear. She had a blast hunting for eggs. <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbflqhsz7-xIvunFghyphenhyphen2krvTQKyRfNJ4kkRbVBA9sNpsrKhDB8LTg9o4PxNajS3mfrNolc7LU_Tc0yRzIWKCQnJb-nXpKXqRblnMKny0zyUybJ0bzMsX7AQ31_AKf4YeMFjn-ZqyVJ0Gx4/s1600-h/HPIM0376.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323888574790523186 style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbflqhsz7-xIvunFghyphenhyphen2krvTQKyRfNJ4kkRbVBA9sNpsrKhDB8LTg9o4PxNajS3mfrNolc7LU_Tc0yRzIWKCQnJb-nXpKXqRblnMKny0zyUybJ0bzMsX7AQ31_AKf4YeMFjn-ZqyVJ0Gx4/s320/HPIM0376.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Did I mention that I think she is just sooooo pretty? I just want to squeeze on all that cuteness! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTS-vkt2jSkRmeKMlapDS-ZUz-RooQkLEyhxLUiMsJ6w1OmDfWlZrSPD_jBB5TlKGaZsqPpbjC4_ZywFcKtN0oZ2jC1pB3A4hnGKtvQXVWkDD1geT9OWXIO67iziXLnobPtavwnu7hK3O1/s1600-h/HPIM0379.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323882819636884802 style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTS-vkt2jSkRmeKMlapDS-ZUz-RooQkLEyhxLUiMsJ6w1OmDfWlZrSPD_jBB5TlKGaZsqPpbjC4_ZywFcKtN0oZ2jC1pB3A4hnGKtvQXVWkDD1geT9OWXIO67iziXLnobPtavwnu7hK3O1/s320/HPIM0379.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br />A hunting he will go, a hunting he will go, hi ho blah blah blah blah a hunting he did goooooooo! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHfrS-2V6wzZrHf9g1mzl7PbHtAnehCJ3J4TmSghM7mYdmQmxJ6I2IKSjCr6wg1B-QjkKuGy8CyGbFNSXdUsCtWdQ-PyAXwZAtlTO1ImcgCpJwKaeHVu1AeJQpIdf0KuyV9wzEThl9Q5ud/s1600-h/HPIM0389.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877262188776962 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHfrS-2V6wzZrHf9g1mzl7PbHtAnehCJ3J4TmSghM7mYdmQmxJ6I2IKSjCr6wg1B-QjkKuGy8CyGbFNSXdUsCtWdQ-PyAXwZAtlTO1ImcgCpJwKaeHVu1AeJQpIdf0KuyV9wzEThl9Q5ud/s320/HPIM0389.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br />Ethan, Mikey, and Claire cracking into their eggs. Mmmmm the Easter Bunny left tons of chocolate and jelly beans. What could be better then that I say? Peeps! Yes Peeps would have been better. <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VLH-DB9-LGHea6DHGvkyFfzLk-S0klPuDGbXF4Hl_sSrsxMkRv-TYSiPf14ht28yFwdT674_C-6_NUxGtDmFB37Gj7uZUp670Eev9IOeCKnj7KZ7pED0aosxevC1gXBIQobm5q-OMe3N/s1600-h/2314721159_e8c29e0a04.jpg"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323884381901780002 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4VLH-DB9-LGHea6DHGvkyFfzLk-S0klPuDGbXF4Hl_sSrsxMkRv-TYSiPf14ht28yFwdT674_C-6_NUxGtDmFB37Gj7uZUp670Eev9IOeCKnj7KZ7pED0aosxevC1gXBIQobm5q-OMe3N/s320/2314721159_e8c29e0a04.jpg" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br />I have an unnatural obsession with Peeps...I love, love, LOVE them! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ItIpGhte0Y_f0jh6TyVTczVGGtG2evVXgHMqxf9gIMhjY9I_38p2Q39yFCA-v-Bty3c8P6Ok5iKdVvg2wrwrK-GG06jAAGYlTDIF-QbagxiFL8Vhvl4kMy7u_kHBYDvB-uuq0TaWINcf/s1600-h/HPIM0369.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323882807379424498 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6ItIpGhte0Y_f0jh6TyVTczVGGtG2evVXgHMqxf9gIMhjY9I_38p2Q39yFCA-v-Bty3c8P6Ok5iKdVvg2wrwrK-GG06jAAGYlTDIF-QbagxiFL8Vhvl4kMy7u_kHBYDvB-uuq0TaWINcf/s320/HPIM0369.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />This kid loves them too. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyqt4yp-cPwUH0df_oQT-w8Fsju1ZpR95MpiO-uML413HLtPox3Ps9m3lTuqgTm2MxijyCcBWQA1MiQnCNsxFFCDQI79N84_TVWifp9-n7_BliOY0qfgnxNQQCtURofpVbB7HMohgve_f/s1600-h/HPIM0390.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCyqt4yp-cPwUH0df_oQT-w8Fsju1ZpR95MpiO-uML413HLtPox3Ps9m3lTuqgTm2MxijyCcBWQA1MiQnCNsxFFCDQI79N84_TVWifp9-n7_BliOY0qfgnxNQQCtURofpVbB7HMohgve_f/s320/HPIM0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323895378157125346" /></a><br /><br /><br />She is checking to make sure that all of her eggs aren't in one basket...<br />ba dum ching! I crack me up..get it? Crack me up! Ahahaha! Okay I'll stop. <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lyyr2x3CMkoRw7Gzl5lULUFDOx8u5eGPEKHodjMjzMzDB4ngu-ho5x9b6NHrZq8LnGqZ7L2R-SAeRVGrusuOJeY4RDB6MPOm1IyxN4TgfSkOUyI0BRFMBf8KsLOKN9wNIDCIkSfcPKe3/s1600-h/HPIM0392.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877264818461522 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0lyyr2x3CMkoRw7Gzl5lULUFDOx8u5eGPEKHodjMjzMzDB4ngu-ho5x9b6NHrZq8LnGqZ7L2R-SAeRVGrusuOJeY4RDB6MPOm1IyxN4TgfSkOUyI0BRFMBf8KsLOKN9wNIDCIkSfcPKe3/s320/HPIM0392.JPG" border=0></A><br /><br />Okay this picture just made me giggle. He never fails me...EVER! <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTUWRZmmCCdxbYzjP_DVf6ZaqItp7BkDzwIuT7-vYkmal72NXDnVGmxu_KLJUN0qN2OT8GriR2QqILFut-sIrGSdQnE1vogQyxLrwhcRgHWfN9uo_wyMMnCHeS7qMndpwMe_eif4NShMOZ/s1600-h/HPIM0393.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323877269029883666 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTUWRZmmCCdxbYzjP_DVf6ZaqItp7BkDzwIuT7-vYkmal72NXDnVGmxu_KLJUN0qN2OT8GriR2QqILFut-sIrGSdQnE1vogQyxLrwhcRgHWfN9uo_wyMMnCHeS7qMndpwMe_eif4NShMOZ/s320/HPIM0393.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br /><br />Maybe it is just my boys but they are the goofiest things. Mikey shoved a whole candy coated marshmallow egg into his mouth. He thought he was pretty funny. This kid is only three years old and has the best comic timing of anybody I know. <br /><br /><br /><br /><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgto_qZMnC1Bwa0pWGLXR9GVZtwAYKLY4kZUsh2AB1ZgWDMtJ-kIAsK_TBi0NtWysVX5IOSOQGKPpm-FsRJ_IukTUEHNFoGJwQ-pNUSFmvs9Y81ZUnvw0z4AEZWMjQZuheGRbZg9HZu-bzi/s1600-h/HPIM0399.JPG"><IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323882802807596050 style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgto_qZMnC1Bwa0pWGLXR9GVZtwAYKLY4kZUsh2AB1ZgWDMtJ-kIAsK_TBi0NtWysVX5IOSOQGKPpm-FsRJ_IukTUEHNFoGJwQ-pNUSFmvs9Y81ZUnvw0z4AEZWMjQZuheGRbZg9HZu-bzi/s320/HPIM0399.JPG" border=0></A> <br /><br /><br />Here is where Mikey went into a sugar coma...<strong>THE END</strong>! <STRONG></STRONG>The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-36011826988382869692009-03-06T17:10:00.000-08:002010-07-09T22:46:25.540-07:00Kids schedules and how much is too much?Busy, busy, busy! I have my plate full. Both of my boys are playing baseball of some form. One is playing on the Pee Wee league which is right above the Tball team. The youngest boy would is playing on the pre Tball team. My daughter is doing ballet/tap. Two practices a week per boy and one for my girl. Oh and they are all on different days. No double ups here. I lucked out really. I am able to see all three kiddies do their thang, yes I said thang....love me for it. On the other hand it is tiring. I am bushed, sacked out, down for the count. I often wonder if allowing them to do these activities is healthy at such a young age. Mainly I am thinking about the twins who are three.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tonight at the practice for pre Tball many of the kids got tired and walked off the field (including my own) saying they were done. They have obviously not heard Tom Hanks screaming "There is no crying in baseball". But they are three (mostly) and four years old. An hour and fifteen minutes for practice is stretching it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSuFchvuWliJgb94_bWBka1PvcKXar2Sll0R5qkwoAnOFzRrIUQAJTqDhmuE2wqa1S1wdtTG-Kittau-9cDs5eTaqxSKNab4zeHe8rtIOodKkfTIVQU6gq8n8TKpaJbkkQVc90YF29vemJ/s1600-h/421791233_Un9sC-L%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310252058033695842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSuFchvuWliJgb94_bWBka1PvcKXar2Sll0R5qkwoAnOFzRrIUQAJTqDhmuE2wqa1S1wdtTG-Kittau-9cDs5eTaqxSKNab4zeHe8rtIOodKkfTIVQU6gq8n8TKpaJbkkQVc90YF29vemJ/s320/421791233_Un9sC-L%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Don't get me wrong I think that activities for children are good for them in all ways. I just don't want to be the mom that has so many things planned for them that they don't have time to take a breath and just play and use their imagination. The theory of keeping your kids so loaded up on activities will keep them out of trouble, in my perspective, is false. I think it leads your children into a major blow up in young adult hood. The freedom of being in charge of your life and your desires. It can cause a melt down. Kid will push the boundaries. They will rebel. I think that when you keep them so busy it will come at a later date when it is most important to be focused and not burnt out. Purely my opinion.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was kinda cute to see my firecracker of the bunch burn out for the night. That boy has so much energy and spunk I just wanna hug him and then swat him on the tush. He deserves both most of the time.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRWAH2HRF5jPQ-ZFErX1lPf2p9vFaWlXn1m3cDmiP3uP9WVXwxWvhytUP7yy3xVuXWfHIKLL9SHzTmrlXNIKlNUUDVn-iLkRFoxqRAXNCuha5sBp2iGALzHlA6D95QPJLBPUsQGgVaZO_/s1600-h/421791165_jiski-L%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310252050419556770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwRWAH2HRF5jPQ-ZFErX1lPf2p9vFaWlXn1m3cDmiP3uP9WVXwxWvhytUP7yy3xVuXWfHIKLL9SHzTmrlXNIKlNUUDVn-iLkRFoxqRAXNCuha5sBp2iGALzHlA6D95QPJLBPUsQGgVaZO_/s320/421791165_jiski-L%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-84207045789708212112009-03-06T10:35:00.000-08:002010-07-09T22:47:49.566-07:00Oh IKEA how I thought I loved thee....<a href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/1875254180_e60be5a1d8.jpg?v=0"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2004/1875254180_e60be5a1d8.jpg?v=0" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What can I say about IKEA? Let me give you a rundown of my one trip, so far, to IKEA.<br /><br /><br /><br />So, I decided to spend the day with my mom. Our plans you may ask? Why lunch and some shopping of course! Or as we like to think of it "browsing". The IKEA store is located in downtown Atlanta so from my mom's house it's a good drive but not to bad. First we set the trusty GPS and then we were on our way. We did stop and eat lunch at the Golden Corral, my mom refers to it as "The Hungry Heifer". I think any buffet should be named as such.<br /><a href="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://l.yimg.com/g/images/spaceball.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Pulling up to this massive building and driving into the parking deck is no small feat. Many people seem to love the IKEA. I am sitting on my hands in excitement of what is to come. You see I have "browsed" through the catalog and saw many wondrous things.<br /><br />We finally found a place to park and my mom noted that we were on isle C. "Very smart of her" I think. We are on our way! Up an escalator then another. It is custom at the IKEA to start at the top and work your way down. Must not miss a single item! There were so many people. You had to be careful if you stopped to look at something in the isle or somebody may run you over with their cart. The kid's section was my absolute favority favorite! So cute and so much fun! My mom picked my kids up some things after torturing me on what I thought they would like. Half the time I am clueless on what they would be thrilled with or not. I mean kids throw a wrench in the best of ideas. I will say that my decisions were SPOT on! My little girl loves her china (very durable of course) tea set. The eldest boy thought his Bull dog stuffed animal was squishy enough and sleeps with it in his bed. My little boy has been driving me nuts by asking me repeatedly to assemble his wooden train tracks. So on we go!<br /><br />Yes, we ended up getting a cart and filled it with plants and doodas. Let me tell you about these carts! You can roll them sideways! Yes I said it sideways! I thought that was so cool! They even hook to the flat escalators! European inventions at their best I say. Until we get to the parking deck...<br /><br />Uhm, yeah, when you park your car in the parking deck remember what <strong>floor</strong> you were on. I mean there are signs to remind you and all but when you are super excited to just get in you will forget these little trivial things as we did. Yes, we did. Up and down the C isle, no car. Get car keys out and press the lock button several times. No echo of a beep. Then realization after walking the whole parking deck that "maybe" we were on the other floor. Sigh. I mentioned the plants we put in our cart, did I mention they were five feet tall? I had to pull the dang cart behind me because I couldn't see where I was going. Right before we found our car the thing turned sideways and <strong>BIT</strong> me! Yes! It reared around and tried to smack me in the butt and missed. Not before taking a nice long bite out of my heel! *Insert pouty face here*. The cart ruined my experience all together! Well that and I really don't like feeling like cattle being pushed into a corral. Other then that it was fun. It took us over two hours to make it through. No wonder they have food stops on the way. Hydration is a must! So if you ever go to IKEA be prepared to get down and dirty and maybe take a Valium before hand.The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7501271512744311340.post-61602236768282287912009-03-06T08:24:00.000-08:002009-11-25T05:50:58.426-08:00My first "REAL" blog!<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7G-Mjtz7RWJs4ycQqCBjM4zFOiJyggaF36q6HQ9BIBZuXAR9x-LduX7xpoQmHju2xGV6Cg19W-JemEj0wGVdYJswgJeIwljXBBA4p3ljZYTic8EHqbOKH4Gwal0VKX6BRBVfoY4XvrnSp/s1600-h/420881833_3Tp2D-L%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310131060798011874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7G-Mjtz7RWJs4ycQqCBjM4zFOiJyggaF36q6HQ9BIBZuXAR9x-LduX7xpoQmHju2xGV6Cg19W-JemEj0wGVdYJswgJeIwljXBBA4p3ljZYTic8EHqbOKH4Gwal0VKX6BRBVfoY4XvrnSp/s320/420881833_3Tp2D-L%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p><strong>My three amigos. The pure joys of my life and the givers of my gray hairs.</strong></p><p></p><p><br />Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! My very first "REAL" blog! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Wowza</span></span>! I am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">sooooo</span></span> excited, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">ecstatic</span> even. I have been reading many a blog for a couple of years and loving the insight on other people's lives. Call me a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">voyeur</span> if you will. Yes, me I like to watch. Get yo mind outta the gutter people, you know what I mean. No matter how much I connect to those I read I still feel like I could do a great comparison with my own family. Oh what an interesting family I have...*big grins*. Thanks for reading and welcome to my journey of blogging!<br /><br />Love,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">TIMM</span></span><br />*yikes I didn't realize that my blogger name spelled out Tim...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sheesh</span></span>! </p>The Insanely Multitasking Mommyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07513229215887667064noreply@blogger.com1