A few weeks ago I took #3 with me to a restaurant for a meeting.
She had brought a book with her in case she became bored. Well, she finished the book, and in her boredom decided to play with her food.
Do you see it? It's a horse… running.. The butter is a sunset… and the lovely sugar creature is the horse.
15 years ago today.. this guy I made the best decision of his my life..
He married me.
Some of you might be wondering how we had those 2 children so fast after the wedding. I'll stick with what I said HERE. (God works in mysterious ways.)
If you know the Man.. you would know he can fix anything that plugs in. He's pretty funny too. Oh.. and he's a good great dad!
If he's snuggling with #3
Or trying to get a kid to ride a bike.
Or maybe acting like a kid on the trampoline.
Who knew all this..
would come from this?
Thanks for Marrying Me! I love you like a fat kid loves cake!
Vintage Glasses..
Box of Nair
Hairy leg with Nair..
Mop top with Nair…
Hairy boy with glasses
No monkeys were harmed in the making of this blog…
Elvis has been on my mind a lot lately. While I was gone on the Mission Trip with the youth group he apparently acted like a total turd. According to #1 me calling Elvis a turd is being nice.
#1 believes that I am Elvis' master. (not true) She thinks that when I am gone he acts nervous and can't relax. Apparently he poo'd in the basement each day I was gone, instead of asking to go out. He also would not follow directions, and in general just sat around and barked. He chewed up a bra, shoes, brio train track and a wood letter.
Do you think this is true? Could the dog have missed me that much?