Wordful Wednesday

Wordful Wednesday is like Wordless Wednesday,
only WITH words.
It’s for those of us that can’t contain the chatter,

but in a good way.

What do you wanna be for Halloween?

Apparently a rainboot spider hat wearing
super hero in pajamas.

My nephew is so dang cute.
I just can't get enough of him.

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Wordful Wednesday

Wordful Wednesday is like Wordless Wednesday,
only WITH words.
It’s for those of us that can’t contain the chatter,

but in a good way.

He is dead asleep.
I don't see how this was possible but...
I swear he was out.
He was playing with the girls
I went to fold laundry and I came back to this.
I had to take a picture for proof.
When he woke up he was mad I didn't wake him
up so he could climb up on the couch to nap.

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Back Off Mommies He's Mine

Apparently

something I totally already know my hubster is
the talk of the preschool.
Last week was Addison's share day at school
and the hubster was more than happy to
have mommy buy the drinks, snacks and plan the easiest craft
volunteer his time.
It is no secret to anyone who knows us that hubster is a great
magnificent, hands on, better than the best dad.
In an effort to keep hubster's sanity, I
bought wooden Halloween masks for the
kids to color.
I guess this went over seemlessly according to
hubster and they had some extra time left over
so he decided to have a parade around the classroom.
The parade took place at the end of class
when all the mommies are lined up
huddled together talking crap about what so and so's mom was wearing
outside the window waiting to come inside.
So they all the mommies were witness
to the hubster in action.
I will be the first to admit
he is the whole package
handsome, stylish, hands on daddy,
if I do say so myself.
Hubster comes home and tells me
gloats with a grin from ear to ear
how the other moms kept coming up to him after
class and saying how amazing he is with the kids,
and how the teacher said he was better
than a lot of moms she has that volunteer.
It's a good thing I am comfortable that hubster loves

adores, cherishes, worships the ground I walk on
me or I might be a wee but jealous and dress hubster down
next time and send him with a craft that has his head spinning
while the kids run circles around him gluing
feathers and felt pieces to the back of his shirt.
I think next volunteer day
I will make sure hubster doesn't have
any clean laundry.
Just kidding...kind of.

Funny Ph(F)rases Friday

Funny things my peanuts have said this week...

Talking on her pretend cell phone
(Mommy overhears)
Charlotte: Hi friend.
(waits for response from said friend)
Charlotte: I know, that's so funny.
(apparently her friend is entertaining)
I have something so important to tell you.
My prince.......(long pause)...kissed me.
And it was sooooooo sooooooo
romantic.

Seriously I just started laughing,
I could not help it.
I guess we may need to back off on
the princess movies LOL.

Driving down to Cousin Molly's game
Addison: Are we there yet?
Mommy: Almost
Addison: Good cuz I am getting a
headache from all this driving.


Driving to the grocery store
Addison: Mommy can we get some of those
yummy squeezey juice things?
Mommy: We will have to see when we get there.
(I use those as a ploy for good behavior at the store)
Charlotte: Addison sometimes we just don't have
money for that stuff.

Wordful Wednesday

Easy rider magazine look out.
I see a new generation of models in your future.
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Homecoming

We took the girls to our alma mater to
watch the homecoming football game.
I thought the crowning of the homecoming court
would be the biggest hit.
I was very wrong.
They could care less about the princesses.
However, the cheerleaders were another story.
My girls couldn't get enough of them.
And now we have two very loud, bouncy girls
carrying poms poms all over our house.

Palmdale Cheerleaders how do you feel?

I think she feels good.
What do you think?

Love

This is exactly where I want to be in 50 years.

My Beautiful grandma and grandpa =
LOVE.