Family Friday

Things that may or may not have been said and or done this week in the household.

Kaylah comes up to me crying and upset. "Mommy! I sneezed and Boogers came out my Nose!!! It was gross!"

"That is so gross!" I am terrified on the next answer. "Kaylah, where did you put the boogers that came out your nose?"

Stiil upset, but acts like it doesn't matter she replies, "I wipe dem away!"

Oh. gag. My. gag. Gosh! gag.

Another Day...
"Mommy, I sick! I have poop in my belly!"

Big Mama may or may not have hid a Twinkie and a Ding-Dong somewhere where no one would find them for the perfect de-stress moment.

...Never mind, their gone.

"Hey Mom! Are you going to pull out your Mustache with those tweezers?" I don't have a mustache!!

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The kids love school. We have been riding to school together on the bikes. Big Mama has the exact same conversation every time.
"Come to a complete stop girls!"
"You can't expect the cars to see you! They don't see you! Make sure you wait for them to see you before you go into the street!"
"Don't go as fast as you can down hills! You will lose control!"
"No Racing! No racing! Don't race--Oh! I can't look!"
"Don't cut Big Mama off! Aaaack!"
...breeeethe Big Mama! Breathe!!!

Then the next day...the same exact conversation. I can't let go! I am trying to control my fears, but its like 5 miles away and 20 streets to cross!

Okay, that's an exaggeration. 2.5 and maybe only 5 streets to cross. But it doubles round trip!

Be sure to watch for the next Memory Monday as I recall my first day back on a bike, after having two babies.

Look at these faces and you will understand my crazy fears...

2008-2009 School Year















2009-2010 School Year













2010-2011 School Year


Yeah, Big Mama can't let go. The bikes are just a bad idea.














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Lylah is so much better, she is eating like a horse. I think she gets that from me.





My overworked Uterus (is Uterus a pronoun? Because I think it should be if it's not. I am going to give it the respect it deserves and capitalize it anyway) scored me a fat, massive, out of control, modest Pell Grant. I am going to put it to use. Were very blessed.

I am registered for 12 online credits. Starting Monday.

I. Am. Crazy.

But at least crazy will be Educated.

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Speaking of crazy. I am planning to train for a 5K. Notice I did not say Triathlon, Marathon, or anything-athon.

My pal Kimi thinks I can do it. She knows crazy too, obviously.

I will start Monday. After all the booger hunting, mustache plucking, ding-gong festivities, bicycle riding, and college classes, and a partridge in a pear tree, why not just de-stress with a 5K?

I am actually excited.