tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148675422009-03-01T08:37:45.576-05:00Sometimes it's considered a good day, if we're all just dressed by the time we hear the garage door open at 6 o'clock.Addienoreply@blogger.comBlogger339125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-28543597456296892302007-08-23T12:09:00.000-04:002007-08-23T13:03:59.140-04:00

Alright, this blog is officially dead. If you'd still like my new site address feel free to e-mail me.

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I apologize, but I have evacuated the premises here. You can now find me over here.

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I know, based on my last post, that you are waiting eagerly for some sappy birthday post, but I'm going to make you work to read it. I'm moving my blog over here. Only the address has changed, the mediocre content that you have come to know and love, well, um, come to know, will still be there.

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I'm busy,busy,shockingly busy,Much, much to busy for you.But I haven't been to busy for these guys...Girls at the petting farm:My class this week for VBS jr. (for ages pre-k & K):(In those last two photos, the girl in the orange backward baseball cap is Sporty. She was an assistant teacher in our class this week, and she did such a great job. It was so fun to serve along side her!)The next week

Addienoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-52140137245174266122007-06-05T11:07:00.000-04:002007-06-05T13:46:58.035-04:00

I have the potty chair, and a stack of board books set up neatly in the downstairs bathroom. She said poopy to me yesterday while pulling at her clean diaper!!! She doesn't even turn two for another few weeks. PROD-I-GEE!!The reality? That chair will hold a thick layer of dust before it will EVER see it's first deposit.We will attend our church's monthly praise night tomorrow evening. It's

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... I just want you to think we do.I used to be a lot more open and transparent when I started this blog. Reading here daily, you would see the good, the bad, and the frighteningly ugly. Because quite honestly, that's what life is made up of, and anyone who tells you their life is otherwise, is either naively floating down the river of denial or they hope you're just a little bit dumb.However,

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"... (gold) fish are jumpin', and the cotton (candy) is high."We've settled in quite nicely to our summertime groove. That is, if by groove you mean pj's till 2pm. We might try to cram a bit of activity in around here every once in awhile, like a walk to the mailbox, or a drive to the bank. By nature though I'm a homebody, and just the thought of getting dressed and leaving the house makes me

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I took a picture of you today, out on the sidewalk, with your daddy dad.It was your last day in First Grade, and having a vague understanding that the days are indeed slipping away from us, we wanted to capture it as best we could. Now, obviously, taking the photo, I knew logically that there was a difference between the first day of school and the last day, yet, I was not even remotely prepared

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The last week has been crazy busy. We've had family stay with us, a romantic overnight, a friends Bar-B-Que competition, two soccer games, Ben gone overnight, a mysterious leak in the basement and a momma who is crazy tired. Add to that all of the toy throwing, food messes, and laundry creation and it's no wonder I haven't blogged in awhile. So now is the perfect time to respond to a tag from

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About a month ago, I was asked if Ben and I would help out with a little performance satire to end out the MOPS year. After some convincing, Ben agreed, and we just had to decided what exactly we were going to do. The skit was a spoof of "The View", and we were to be the musical entertainment at the end of the show. They suggested something along the lines of Sonny and Cher, but since Ben

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Sometimes, I think I am terribly clever when I'm cryptic, and then later realize that you might have a completely different impression of my reality based on what I wrote.So, in an effort to be perfectly clear, the discussion of 'peer pressure' from the previous post, thankfully did not require me to remember any afterschool specials or Nancy Reagan's "Just Say No" campaign. Heavens, no. But it

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Never write a post wherein you issue a challenge to your parenting abilities, unless you are ready to meet that challenge WITHIN HOURS of publishing said post. Phone calls, ruined play-dates, and the necessity for a mother/daughter discussion about 'peer pressure' will take place at a Sonic picnic table while drinking a strawberry limeade.I'm just sayin'....

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"Worrying about your kids is sanity, and being that sane... can drive you nuts."Yesterday afternoon, I went upstairs to the quiet of our bedroom to just chill out for a little bit. I flipped on the tv, and came across one of my FAV-O-RITE mother/daughter movies ever. EVER.Spanglish. I just love the writing."So tell me again why I can't call him on his cell again?""Besides that he turned it off

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If you're a momma, go enter here. 5 Minutes for Mom is having contests for all sorts of fun prizes that you won't want to miss out on. It's not even necessary to have a blog of your own to enter. And don't think for a moment that they've cleaned out their closets and attics for the prizes. This is not their old Lancome freebies or beenie babies leftover from Aunt Murtha's prized collection

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Boomama tagged me with this little purse meme today, and since it's been a long, looong time since I've been tagged for anything, I was more than a little excited. I'm always up for using the camera to capture those moments that I will care about for years hours and hours to come. (rabbit trail - I'll tell my family about cute things the kids did, or big moments in their lives like school

Addienoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-3161370150086826452007-04-30T23:51:00.000-04:002007-05-01T00:08:22.127-04:00

In order to get Beta Blogger I had to get a gmail account. So my friend Keelie invited me, and I jumped in. At first I didn't use it at all, but then I thought, why not put it on my blog to kind of keep it separate from my other e-mail. I'm not sure why I thought this was a good idea, but it certainly did the trick. It was separate from my regular e-mail account. So separate in fact that I

Addienoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-78806354602870733102007-04-30T09:58:00.000-04:002007-04-30T12:34:58.171-04:00

A couple of months before we got married, Ben moved in with some friends of ours. His room mate, Brian, had just gotten married to my pal Bek, and for some reason they thought Ben would infringe on their space. I know, go figure. ;-) Since our own wedding date was still weeks away, Ben moved in with Tom and Mindy to save a little cash. He wasn't the first young guy to crash at their place ..

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Ben has long been the one with the power to embarrass. When we were dating and newlyweds, and out with friends, it was his sheer joy to get me to cringe, blush, or slap his arm and say in a shocked voice, "BEN!" Now that we have kids, I have ceased to be the main target. (although, I'm taking a big risk of potential retribution after this post. I might have just woke a sleeping giant.) One

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Yesterday was just one of those mornings where you knew from the moment you popped open your eyes that it was going to be crazy.Especially if the moment you pop open your eyes is 6 AM. And if the reason you pop open your eyes is that your 22 month old daughter is shoving an empty bowl in your face and saying "cee-do! cee-do!" (cereal)To be truthful, I was a little grateful for her sweet wake-up

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I'm not one of those people that has a wallet full of pictures of my kids. In fact, should you open my wallet, the only photo you will find is a very poor drivers license photo of myself, in which I clearly should have applied more eye make-up and perhaps I fudged just a tad in the weight section of the information. (I think the rule is that if you were that weight at one time, then it's OK to

Addienoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-46941749465912310532007-04-18T09:47:00.000-04:002008-12-10T08:26:48.498-05:00

Internets, I promise I really am attempting to mentally exercise the bloggety section of my brain, but it would seem that it is indeed nothing at all like riding a bike. I have drafts in blogger, and drafts in my head that just don't seem to want to come together.Potential post range from how my 22 month old might be so seriously addicted to toilets (and the whole playing-in-thereof) that I'm

Addienoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-32774050804697413962007-03-23T21:57:00.000-04:002007-04-30T12:45:34.421-04:00

Hi...my name is Addie. I'm a lazy blogger.Seriously...I've hijacked this blog so you could all know she's doing fine. Life has been extremely busy for her with in-laws coming back from the middle east and just keeping up with three little women and one big dude. If you're just dying to know what's going on with Add, you can at least check out her husbands blog here. Yes he's no "Life With

Addienoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14867542.post-70160119016055502212007-02-19T19:11:00.000-05:002008-12-10T08:26:50.030-05:00

I wanted to tell you about this last week, but before I got started, I thought I'd make the kids a peanut butter sandwich. You know, a PB&S sandwich.... I don't know how much fun YOU had on Friday night, but unless it involved the words 'stool' and 'sample', and the subsequent collection thereof, I just don't think you'll be able to top our evening.So, before the vengeful Montezuma struck our

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*Warning - Post does not appear larger in your mirror, it's just really, really long.I'm supposed to be in Bible Study right now, but it snowed here. Lots and lots. So Bible Study and school have been canceled. And while we're all currently still happily clad in our PJ's, I am counting down the minutes until I hear "Mom, can we go outside?". At which time, I will spend approximately an hour

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I just wanted to take a moment and give you a little update on my in-laws who have followed the call of God and moved to the middle east almost a year ago, in order to offer aid and the hope of Christ. They will be returning to the states very soon, and we are SO, COMPLETELY, BOUNCE OFF THE WALLS, EXCITED around here, we're about to burst!I have to say though that I'm a little nervous about

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