No fair!

Stomp.

Stomp.

Sigh.

Stomp.

Growl.

Sigh.

Stomp.

"Peanut, what is your problem?"

"I don't have ANY super powers and I don't like it!"

Merry Christmas My Bloggy Friends!

I hope you have a wonderful day filled with love, laughter and Christmas magic.

Too funny

I take Christmas pretty seriously and I will fully admit to getting a little stressed out over the holiday season. Please note that I have 3 shopping days left, 4 kids and about 6 stores left to hit and that every time I think I'm finished I think of someone I have left to get something for. IT NEVER ENDS!

So I could use a good laugh. I think most of us could. I found it here. Don't be put off by the length. Read it. I couldn't breathe and had tears streaming down my face. Seriously funny stuff. Many thanks to my friend Sharon for linking it to me.

Time to wrap some gifts.

Sweet Boy

StinkyMan and I were snuggling last night at bedtime when he wrapped one arm around me super tight and said "I love you, Mommy and I'm going to love you forever."

I love that kid.

And we're back!

We went to Disneyland and it was wonderful! I discovered that Peanut is a roller coaster fan, Curly rather likes having the snot scared out of her, StinkyMan does NOT like Space Mountain AT ALL (he got a little teary eyed after we got off. He tried so hard to be brave, but he was terrified, poor little man) and BabyGirl really is an awesome little traveler who loves to spin on the teacups.

But now it's back to reality. There is much laundry to be done, homework packets to be completed, groceries to be obtained, a tree to decorate and four rather tired children to contend with.

And I can't wait until next year to do it all over again.

Christmas Love

Peanut "Oh, Mommy, our tree is so cute! Can I hug it?"

Mommy: "Sure, but be careful, not too hard."

"Why?"

"Because you might accidentally knock it over."

"It's kind of prickly, too."

"That's true."

"Maybe I'll just give it a high five."

"That would be good, too."

Um, no.

Dear BabyGirl,

When you are out of the tub and buck naked, ready for your diaper, I appreciate that you are happy to lie down cooperatively. What I think we need to work on is your penchant for hurtling yourself to the ground, throwing your naked tushie in the air, legs apart, and screaming "TA-DA!"

It's just not what any parent wants to hear.

Thanks so much!

Mommy