"The Laughter of a Child is the Light of a Home"

Sunday, December 30, 2007

I know why santa brings us presents

Yesterday I was at Walmart getting the bare essentials with my children. As always Jereme began saying " I want this", " look it's Spiderman", " Can I get this mom". As usual my answer is no, but I added to it this time, "You just got all those presents for Christmas, I think you have quite enough". Ungratefully he added that he didn't receive a transformer game. " That's too bad, maybe we could take back all the stuff you did get and get the game instead, no"?. He agreed that would not be good. I continued shopping, grabbing detergent and then headed off to the pull aisle. "Mom, I know why Santa brings us presents", Jereme began saying really excited. "Why" I responded not expecting a reasonable answer. "Because, you and Daddy never get us what we really want, so Santa has to bring us the things we want because he knows you won't". I began to laugh and wanted to tell him the secret of who Santa really is, but in my better judgement decided to just laugh on.

Saturday, December 29, 2007

My Way

Another work out brought to you by the Napoleon Boys. I tried to post this video with the other one, but it wouldn't work. I finally got it, this one is my favorite. Jereme reminds me of Michael Jackson doing the "thriller"!

Friday, December 28, 2007

Happy Birthday Mom

Today is my moms birthday and I thought that every one should know. My mom is a wonderful lady, and at times can be extremely funny. Here are the top 10 things that my mom has done in her life, that make her "my mom".

1. She would always make us breakfast each morning.

2. Every morning, with out fail, she would try to get me out of bed.

3. Every morning, with out fail, she would sing "good morning to you", just to annoy me enough to make me want to get out of bed.

4. My mom has mastered the art of ignoring you when you nag her for something you just can't have.

5. Every day after school she would have homemade cookies, or Brownies waiting for us.

6. No matter how many times I messed up in life,and believe me it was quite a lot, my mom always loved me through it.

7. My mom put the wooden spoon factory out of business during our teenage years.

8. My mom made my bed everyday, which might account for my lack of it today.

9. I can quote nearly half of the jokes told in MASH movies, thanks to my mom.

10. Because of the example my mom set, I too am turning into a wonderful mom.

I love you mom, Happy Birthday

Christmas Day

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A Workout

Lately I have been trying to work out at home. I have a few Pilate's videos, and given that I have children, they are usually around when I am working out. Usually they just watch and try to get in the way of the particular exercise I am trying to do. The other week I was in the kitchen and heard my workout video playing. I went in to the living room to find the boys on their backs attempting to work out. They said they needed to exercise so they could eat all their food?! Since then, they try to work out at least once a day, sometimes more if they are bored. It is so funny to watch. Jereme is a step behind the tape, and Jordon just copies whatever Jereme does. At least they realize that working out is important, and you should start young! At some points in the video you can catch a glimpse of what the exercise is supposed to look like, and then the boys' interpretation.

Monday, December 24, 2007


My boys love to play with various things, care bears being one of them. Usually they push them around in a dump truck, playing school and daddy's. They sometimes use them as bombs as well, throwing them at each other screaming your dead. Today, however, I am a little disturb after finding Jordon on the couch surrounded by care bears. I thought nothing of it at first, but the longer I looked at him I realized that he was not just holding his bear, but rather nursing it. Innocently he looked down and checked on it, making sure he was holding him in the right place. He smiled at it, and then returned to watching his movie, all the while still nursing. I don't know what is worse, him wanting to nurse, or wanting to be naked all the time.

Friday, December 21, 2007


I thought this was pretty awesome. Straight no chaser is the name of a mens a capella group. What they did with these songs is so awesome. Check it out at the link below.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Merry Christmas

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Saturday, December 15, 2007

The Ouch Report

So at school Jereme got his first Ouch report. I went to pick him up from school and noticed the teacher had a piece of paper in her hand for me. As I approached Jereme I noticed a scratch on his face... and a dried up bloody lip. She instantly explained that there had been an accident, and she wasn't exactly sure what had happened. Details were few, but involved him, a filing cabinet, and yes SPIDER MAN AND VENOM. Apparently Jereme was the one who was taking care of the dogs and venom came and attacked, knocking him into the filing cabinet. Another violent act committed by the very disturbed venom that seems to control all little boys ages 2-7. How could I help but laugh?!

Friday, December 14, 2007

Christmas Pictures

I decided to take our own Christmas pictures this year and save some money. I think they turned out pretty cute, and with out all the chaos that comes when you venture out to get them taken. I love my kids.. they are so cute!
Jordon William

Jereme Lawrence

Brianna Lynn (and ornament)

Want some?

Brianna loves to share everything. She reaches out her hand for you to take various treasures. No matter how cute she is, I don't think I would every take her up on this offer.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Now That Is A Tractor

Jordon is obsessed with tractors, dump trucks, and all like things. When we went on a hayride he saw this tractor and couldn't resist. In order to get the real picture of how big it actually was I put the kids in side the tires. What would you use this for? Rush hour traffic?!

Brianna's First Time Baking

Brianna wanted to help me make cookies. So I let her get her fingers in on the fun.. and she had fun. She smelt just like a cookie when we were all done. "What are little girls made of... sugar and spice and everything nice!" She is so sweet!

Monkey Bread

For those of you who have never had monkey bread it is delicious. The Kids LOVE it. Also notice that Spiderman is still with us!

Monday, December 10, 2007

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Friday, December 7, 2007

I kicked my booger because they were after me again

I hope you don't mind Jackie, this was so cool, I had to share with others. Follow the instructions and please share in the comments.

Pick the month you were born:
January..... I kicked
February... I loved
March....... I karate chopped
April......... I licked
May.......... I jumped on
June......... I smelled
July.......... I did the Macarena with
August...... I had lunch with
September. I danced with
October..... I sang to
November. I yelled at
December.. I ran over

Pick the day (number) you were born on:
1............. A birdbath
2........ .... A monster
3............. A cardboard cutout of Luke Skywalker
4............. A tennis ball
5............. A snowman
6............. A gangster
7............. My rat
8............ My tutu
9............. My lampshade
10............ My toe
11........... My booger
12............ A banana
13............ A fireman
14............ A stuffed gorilla
15............ A goat
16............ A pickle
17............ Your mom
18............ A towel
19............ A Smurf
20............ A baseball hat
21........... A ninja
22............ Chuck Norris
23............ A noodle
24............ A squirrel
25............ A football player
26............ My cottage cheese
27........... My pineapple
28............ An iPod
29............ A surfer
30............ A llama
31............ A homeless guy

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:
White..... Because they were after me again.
Black....... Because my underwear were tight.
Pink........ Because nobody was looking.
Red........ Because the voices told me to.
Blue......... Because I'm cool and I do what I want.
Green..... Because I think I need some serious help.
Purple.... Because the world thinks I'm wonderful.
Gray....... Because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow.... Because I was bribed by the president.
Orange.... Because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown.... Because the clown was crying.
Other..... .. Because the aliens left their chip in me.
None...... Because I'm a ninja.

Don't Make the Sick Mom Mad

So I have been sick, and really irritable these past couple days. Today I went to the Doctors and of course, there is nothing to do, except drink, drink, and drink. So I went to the store to get some things to make Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup (which by the way was sooo good). So you know how they have those automated coupon machines right at 5 year old eye level, well Jereme is fascinated with them. Big Deal, at least it keeps him out of trouble, and occupied. I was searching for chicken broth and Jereme was pushing the button for a coupon when this old couple came truckin' along. The following conversation is real. I don't know what came over me... I am not usually so mean, I apologize, but I stand that I am in the right.

(Old lady pushes cart toward Jereme)

Old Lady: Excuse Me

(Jereme doesn't realize she is talking to him)

old Lady: Excuse Me, you, hey you

Jereme turns and looks at her

Old Lady: Are you going to move so I can get by.

( Let me point out that there was enough room for her, her husband, jereme, and 3 other people to pass. Why she didn't go around I don't know. Her rudeness was also uncalled for... but I let it pass and pulled Jereme out of the way)

Old Lady and husband move on and Jereme resumes getting a coupon. At this point he had only pulled one out, and was going for a second.

Old Lady: Excuse me little boy, don't do that,

Jereme once again doesn't realize she is speaking to him

Old Lady: Excues me, you, stop that ( yelling)

At this point I had had enough. That was my child...

Sick Mom: Why don't you mind your own business I am his mother and I will take care of my own Child.

Old Lady: Well he is wasting all of them, why don't you watch your child.

Sick Mom: I am, I have been the whole time. Why don't you move along and mind your own business.

At this point I turned to Jereme and said in a rather loud voice...

Sick Mom: Don't worry you didn't do anything wrong she is just a very Grumpy Old Lady, Go get some more coupons.

I continued my shopping and ran in to the same lady 3 more times. It wouldn't have been so bad had jereme not said

Jereme: Hey look mom there is that Grumpy Old Lady... I am not looking at her, I'll turn the other way.

Everytime he saw her he would say this. Perhaps I should have been more tactful. Perhaps I should have let it all slide. But, I had had enough of peoples crap today, and decided to let it be known. I love Old people, just not grumpy ones. Joel says if I don't watch my self I will become like her, I hope for his sake I don't!

What is Wrong with me

Okay, so the past couple of days have been really busy. Brianna has been really sick. I took her to the doctor because she was coughing and had a fever for 4 days. When we got there the doctor said she was wheezing and needed to be hooked up to a nebulizer. After trying this there was no improvement, so she prescribed an inhaler to be given three times a day, as well as eye drops four times a day because she had pink eye in both eyes. Poor BABY. Well, she then decided to pass the cold to me. It has kicked my butt! My house has fallen a part in the midst of my sickness. Why is it that when husbands are sick its... oh, I need to sleep, I need to rest, I need this, I can't do anything... blah blah blah.. but when mom is sick it's, where is dinner, why aren't the dishes done, where are my socks ... more blah blah blah. For once I wish roles would change, but I fear for my children. Don't get me wrong, Joel is a great cook, I know they wouldn't go hungry, but the house would... well be like it is right now. I just wish I could get over the "everything has to be put away" phase I am in right now. Maybe then I wouldn't stress so much. What is wrong with me, does any one else do this?

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Mush-mallow Dessert

Today I wasn't feeling so well. Joel got up at 3am to shovel snow with a friend, and I didn't sleep well at all. So around 2pm we both needed a nap. Brianna fell to sleep with us and the boys we left in their room playing. I normally do not leave them unattended, but I was so sick I had to rest. I was in and out of sleep trying to listen to them while resting. Suddenly I awoke and realized they were not in their room anymore. I woke up Joel and told him to go and check on the boys. He came back and assured me that they were fine and just playing. A few minutes later I heard laughter. Not the "oh we're just playing" laughter, but the evil laughter that usually follows a messy situation. I pulled my self out of bed and slowly walked down the stairs. Jordon was strapped into Brianna's high chair and Jereme was feeding him some sort of something with an enormous wooden spoon. As I got closer I realized what the expanded white mush was. Jereme had gotten a BIG glass bowl, filled it up with water (which would explain the water trailing from the sink to the table), and then added a whole pack of mini marshmallows to it. They were taking turns feeding each other with this wooden spoon, laughing hysterically. Part of me wanted to vomit (gross) but the other part just laughed. Only a hand full of mush-mallows were left, which of course led to hours of hyperactivity, followed by a sugar crash. Where do they come up with this stuff, and how asleep do you think was husband was to think they were okay?!

Mexican food is a Love Hate relationship

Need I say more. I love Mexican food, however sometimes it does not love me.

Saturday, December 1, 2007