They're Wearing WHAT?

This one's for you Pop pop.

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Honesty

I learned something on Thursday...

Thanksgiving is A LOT more fun when someone else does the list making, shopping, cleaning, chopping, baking, mashing, whisking, bag of gizzard pulling, decorating, worrying, and clean up-ing. Next year I just want to show up, eat and leave.

Can I come to your house?

(that's me practically DEAD after a loooooooooooooong day)

New Fashion Segment

After seeing what my kids have decided to wear the past two days, I've decided to start a recurring fashion post entitled "They're wearing WHAT?" Here's what they came up with today for our trip to Vons.

I'm hoping that by letting them pick out their own clothes and express themselves in that way, they'll one day win Project Runway and thank me for allowing them to be themselves in their youth. There IS a method to my madness.

p.s. Today while talking on the phone with my sister, laughing about our children and their wackiness, she says to me regarding Abe, "He'll be the death of you." We then hang up, I look at Abe standing on the kitchen chair in just a diaper with his entire fist in his mouth, and as I yell "NOOOO!!!" and lunge at him to pull his hand out, he throws up all over the chair and himself. Besides wanting to call my sister back and tell her she's right, I also think, hey, good timing because he already needed a bath. It's the little things, friends. Just the little things...

My Life Thus Far (well, just since this morning)

I woke up this morning with a feeling that I needed to go to Anthropologie today. But first, I had to do my motherly duty and take my kids to the park. They got all gussied up for our outing. Abe's checklist of must have items include:

1. a necklace

2. a purse (with a toy car inside)

3. a ziploc bag of money

4. a barrette

After the park it was my turn and I found a treasure on sale. Won't these look lovely on my Thanksgiving table? I realize some of you may think these are not that special, but you'd be wrong.

Next came lunch.

Instead of a spoon, Abe just sticks his whole head in the bowl and slurps it up.

I guess he found an easier way to get the job done. Now I must go do my job and clean up the rest of the mess. You may be surprised, but some soup actually didn't make it onto his face. The rest is actually on my kitchen floor.

Now for the second half of my day...

Part II

Okay, may I preface this by saying that this is just my opinion. I also want to state that I'm looking forward to seeing Twilight. I think it looks good and I really liked the book. The first book was actually my favorite out of the four and I think the last book was a big fat waste of my time but don't even get me started. So, I really am a fan but...



Yesterday I was going through some of the comments on a recent blog post from cjane. It's a blog I'm sure many of you know about and I've enjoyed reading her blog as well as that of her sister (Stephanie Nielson). It's always remarkable to me to see how many people have been affected by their situation and have been inspired by them, me included. As I was looking through the comments I read one that said "Chrisian is the new Edward." I was floored. Really? This woman, who I am sure wrote that meaning only very good things, but nevertheless is comparing a burn victim whose life and the lives of his wife, children and extended families have been turned upside down to a fictional vampire character from a book. Anyone who reads Nie Nie dialogues or articles where Christian Nielson talks about his wife can't help but know that here is a man who truly and deeply loves his wife and how wonderful that is. Who doesn't want our loved ones to talk about us in the same way? However, he's a real person, whom we don't even really know, going through something impossible for most to understand. I just thought it was offensive to compare such a fictitious character to a human being under such circumstances. BUT THIS IS ONLY MY OPINION AND I HOPE WE CAN STILL BE FRIENDS.

(p.s. I realize that in part I I'm comparing Kelly to Edward but that's just for jokes and giggles)

A Celebration! (in two parts)

To commemorate the opening of the much anticipated Twilight, I've been thinking a lot about Edward. Notwithstanding that one is a vampire, there are some similarities between Big Ed and Kelly. Here's my list:

1. Both have chiseled bodies (you're welcome K dog)

2. Kelly stays up WAY later than I do.

3. Sometimes it seems like Kelly is still 16.

4. We're going to be together forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever...(to be continued) and we never ever get sick of being together. In fact, he's not here right now and I can hardly finish this post because I miss him so...

5. He can't read my thoughts, and like Edward and Bella, it would be SO much easier if he could.

6. Like Edward's Bella, Kelly totally thinks I'm practically perfect in every way (like Mary Poppins)!

So today, I'm GRATEFUL that my husband in NOT a vampire because he's already kind of like one, except he drinks milk, not blood.

Stay tuned for part II when I discuss fact vs. fiction. (HINT: I always have liked a little bit o' controversy.)

Quick Thinking

Lilly's asking even more questions about Santa. First, she asked me this. Then yesterday she asks these doozies.

1. Does Santa ever die?

2. How does Santa get in our house if we don't have a chimney?

I fumbled through the first answer and then Kelly was around for the second question. Lilly yelled it whilst using the commode and so I begged Kelly in a fervent whisper to help me with the answer. All he said was, "She probably knows there's not a Santa and she's just trying to stump you."

First of all, my mother always said that if you don't believe in Santa then he won't bring you presents. Well, I certainly LOVE presents, so Santa is my main man this time of year. Kelly better get with the program and fast!