Tennis Lessons

Just in case you pass me in the street and say to yourself, "Oh my, her right arm is looking exceedingly buff. I wonder what she is doing?" Just know that I have started taking TENNIS LESSONS. I am taking them with my sister-in-law, Aubree, and we are going to kick some butt. You see, I've discovered that you are never too old to learn a new hobby. After all, 30 is the new 20! Wish me luck!

Reverse Psychology

Lately I have been trying my hand at a little reverse psychology on the chillins'. The older two just look at me like I am crazy, and Braden is too young to understand, but Savy is soaking it up like a sponge.

Savy, I say, whatever you do, DO NOT go and pick up your room. I mean it! Don't you dare do it!.....And off she is like a flash.

Savy, please, pretty please, DO NOT lay here on the couch and have a nap. Mommy wants you to stay up all day, follow her around the house while she is trying to clean, and ask incessant questions. The next thing I know she is crashed out on the couch with Dora blaring in the background.

And finally, Savy, please beat the living crap out of your brother. Push him, hit him, take toys away from him.....treat him like dirt. Whatever you do, don't you be kind to him..... Oh, I don't think this is working like I thought it would.......

Oh Well....I guess two out of three ain't bad!

Redemption

For Mother's Day this year I asked for this: But what I actually got was this: (In black, of course.)
I think it was to make up for the year that I got this:

(This is a nice, hot cup of jack squat (just in case you didn't know.)

THANKS baby. You just totally redeemed yourself!

a prayer

So says Savy in her prayer the other night: "Please bless dad as he lays in bed all day.....and all night.....watching sports.....and drinking cherry limeades......and eating ice cream......while mom bathes all the kids and puts them to bed herself." Amen

***Disclaimer: This post may or may not be an exact quote. Poetic license may/may not have been taken by the author.

P.S Love you Lewis!!:)

Can you say Bamboozled???!!

So today I pick Kylie up from school and she tells me that Trace (the cute little blond boy that she has a crush on) just got his hair buzzed. And, at lunch time she gave Trace her fruit snacks, for (can you believe this??) the opportunity to rub his head for the rest of the day! HELLO! I think you got taken "behind the tool shed "my darling daughter. Mommy's sorry. I guess there are still some things I need to teach you.

Confessions of a wannabe runner

last saturday, beautiful day. gimpy-in-bed-all-day husband who will watch the kids. time for some running. i strap on my brand new running shoes and head out the door. six miles. piece of cake. i can do this. in my sleep. or not. i start running. maybe i am too used to the treadmill. where is my csi. or survivor. or dexter. or anything. keep running. focus on the music. this isn't so bad. nice weather. wind in my hair. oh my gosh it's hot. i think i wore too many clothes. take off long sleeved shirt and throw in bushes. mental note, come back and pick this up later. cannot forget. i love that shirt. must keep running. cannot stop and walk when i have not even been running a mile. only losers do that. or me. can not breathe. this kinda sucks. legs hurt. knees hurt. why do i do this to myself....oooh jack johnson. i love him. he's hot. can't wait to see him in august. i can run to this. get in the groove. why is it that every guy that passes has to check out my...(really) great running skills. i know their nice. (jeesh.what did you think i was going to say?)pick up the pace. Fergie, i love ya sister but i'm gonna have to skip ya. sorry. big girls do cry. must find good song to run to. okay.here we go. a little Aerosmith..which reminds me. Aerosmith guitar hero. can't wait. love me some guitar hero. oh shiz. a hill. i can do this. i think i can. i think i can. i think i can die now. have not run this route since marathon training. those were the good old days. and nights. and mornings. at 4:00 am. hey, i think i peed in that person's yard. and that one too. yep. i'm almost sure i did. halfway there and in the groove. got a good pace going. thinking how lucky i am to be able to do this. thinking about guy in wheelchair at mile 7 of marathon watching all the runners. thinking of mile 7 at the marathon. holy crapola. did i really do that??!! eye of the tiger. must run faster. must refrain from punching in the air as i run. think rocky balboa. think strong. think thrown out shoulder. downhill. this is nice. kick up the pace. oh crap. laughing my butt off. thinking of one early morning run with kamie. thought we were going to be attacked by some man standing in the middle of the road. turns out it was a construction barrel. hey, there could be men that are four feet tall. and orange. and their names are oompa-loompas. in the home stretch. what's this? a parade for me? oh crap. forgot about opening day of baseball. please don't let this be like a high school reunion. please don't let me see anyone i know. suck in gut. run faster. think 5 min mile. c'mon ac-dc. carry me through. almost there. pick up discarded shirt from earlier. cross highway. only 3 houses away. 2. 1. flop on grass. screw the stretching. i am finished! that wasn't so bad. it almost feels as good as this:


almost.but then again.not quite.

Concern

Should I be concerned that my extremely precious, lovable 22 month old has a bizarre fascination with knives and scissors?

You would never be able to tell by this picture, but if there is so much as a sharp instrument of any kind around (Scissors, knives, pronged forks, ice-picks, machetes, you name it...) he is drawn to it like a moth to a flame. He loves to watch me load the dishwasher and point out all the sharp knives to me while telling me that they are "sharp" and will "cut.' I was just wondering if he was destined to become, oh, let's say a sword maker, or if he is headed down that other path, that one that we won't mention ( cough- JeffreyDahmer)! Mom loves you B.

**On a side note, I am loving this picture that my THREE year old took....on my cell phone nonetheless! Yeah, she is somewhat of a child prodigy and will probably one day be as famous as_____________(insert the name of some famous photographer here.) Thanks Savy!