Peas! Yum!

A New Room

Luke has a new room.
His big boy room.
With his big boy bed.



















If I weren’t so overrun with
caring for two children
I would have taken a picture
of the room a few weeks ago.
It was empty and white.
Sorry.
To make it up to you I’ll be sure
to bore you over the next weeks
as we begin to add items to Luke’s room.

Tap.
Tap.
Hey! Is this thing on?

Backyard Wildlife #738

Singing or Preaching?

A short little pre-nap song for you.
Depending on how Southern you are
or how Southern Baptist you are
or how not Southern you are
this will either sound like singing or preaching.
He is saying “And the Lord is the Jesus!”








And what about his post-nap song?
It was about the carwash.

Water

I only wanted one thing for Mother’s Day.
And it was less than $20.
A stainless steel water bottle.




















P.S. This was supposed to be a UK World War II propaganda poster, using only the crown of King George VI and the words “Keep Calm and Carry On.”

P.P.S. I’ve never actually considered getting a tattoo but I may be reconsidering…I could tattoo this on my forearm and glance down at it during the day. Think forearm cheat sheet for a mom of two little boys in the middleofnowhere.

Table

We have had our new kitchen table since March.
Not really a noteworthy event.
Except that I still glance over and exhale in leg delight.
I like to think my kitchen table has just a bit whimsy in her.
Makes me feel a tiny bit special as I churn out meals and sweep up crumbs.

Making Cupcakes, A Photo Essay

Truth

Faster than you can say whathashappenedtoyou
lipstick and a pair of heels
can breathe new life to a woman who
may have been neglecting herself.

I may or may not be calculating
exactly how dangerous it would be for me to play
basketball
soccer
fireman
chase
or pull a wagon
all with a four month old bundled on in the baby carrier
in strappy summer wedge shoes.

Where is my protractor?
Where is my compass?
I need graph paper to plot the danger.
Wait. I think a computer will do this for me.
(HA! I was right. I wouldn’t need those math skills when I grow-up)
I need to calculate the exact danger, people.
E x a c t danger.


Gentle Reader, don’t panic for me all that much…
I still do my hair every single day
and don’t pull it back until 4pm sharp.

Stripey Smiley

What Is He Doing?

What is he looking for?















What is he running towards?

Freak Out & Panic

I’m on the verge of freaking out and panicking.
I’ve had to kill THREE hairy spiders in my home
over the last four days.
Who knows how many more are lurking about
threatening my sleeping babes.
All three spiders were black, furry with a white dot on their backs.
Like a good mama, I googled the above spider description to ensure we didn’t have funky poisonous spiders crawling about.
Have you ever googled a spider description before?
Yes?
Then you know what I’m talking about.
No?
Let me prepare you should you ever have to protect the ones you love.
YOU WILL SEE MANY MANY MANY PICTURES OF SPIDERS
AND IT WILL ONLY CAUSE ALARM AND PANIC.

I’m trying not to freak out and panic
BUT
I have to be realistic.
I live in a place where wild turkeys visit my backyard.
Right.
I’m panicking.
There is a spider on my leg…
I think I see763 spiders on the wall over there…
And there might be 1, 952 spiders on the kitchen windows…
Yep.
I’m panicking.

On funnier note…
This morning Luke said the following:
“Mama, could I trouble you for a cookie?”
I complimented his good manners
and said no to the cookie.
He said alright and went about his playing.

Is that a spider over there?