Wednesday, February 07, 2007
The picture of the Grammy bite
By request, here is the picture of the Grammy bite....
Now it is no longer there. I think she picked it off or something nasty like that.
She amended her story again this morning, letting me know that it is a green snake that bit her while she was sleeping in her bed. It scared her and said "ssssss" and then I came into the room and scared it away.
The modern day St. Patrick.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
Hello to Sparks and Butterflies
You know what?
Note to self
Do you think I should be worried?
The Big Game
Could I please have the defintion of the word?
Friday Feast # 1
here are those puppets
Oh yeah... one more thing...
Anyone do any dream interpretation