A Thorn Among Roses

a few things me and the fam DID NOT do this last week... i DID NOT pie the assistant high school principal on thursday night at the hs.  paige DID NOT have the winning ticket and flip out then refuse to go up and pie mr naas. i DID NOT take one for the kid...i DID NOT feel like a weirdo, but i DID NOT have a blast doing it! i DID NOT blog every single week day this last week and i AM NOT sooooo glad to be reconnecting with my bloggy friends and fam. i DID NOT unclog 2 toilets in 5 minutes this week.  i DID NOT think that having girls would be better in this arena than having boys, but apparently 3 and 5 year old girls do NOT have the craziest poo instances in the world! brooke's urinalysis DID NOT come back completely clear with no traces of e coli or any bacteria for the first time in almost 2 years!  we are NOT ever so grateful for that progress. i DID NOT teach anchorsaway ...a super awesome program for hs seniors going out into the world about their faith in God and in t

poor hubs...he's the only guy (the thorn) in and amongst all us girlies (roses), but i have to say, he totally loves being the thorn. he kicks in and just enjoys all his "daddy's girls"...i think i might have the lead, though, with paige and i'm holding on by a thread! i even let him pose for pics like this...even though i did all the baking with the girls and he stepped in for a quick shot at the last minute. i mean, all in all, he deserves it because in this house of roses... if someone isn't crying someone has just finishing crying or someone is just about to start hormones galore...and one man to stabilize us all. poor guy.

one of the best things about having little girlies is that they LOVE to help in the kitchen and baking is the master of bonding mommas and kids world round! i'm certain that in jada's adult life, food prep will be involved.  this girl loves food and anything meticulous {which i hate} she loves to do in the kitchen! brooke is the "engineering" mind in the kitchen...why does this work this way and how many cookies can i fit on this roll out. and sofia...well, she's the cute end of the deal who just eats. we prepped and baked...and laughed along the way... they did a really great job...i mean, wow! and jada says, "mom, take my picture with the cookies because i am the best cooker in the world and i want to remember it." and in typical form, my blood sugar went low, hubs popped in at the end to help and he got in the pics with the girlies. so much fun!!!  and i love that in spite of us not being gourmets, we make the best rolled cookie dough cookies

me: jada, if you had one wish right now...what would it be? jada: hold on mom, i will show you all of it. me: how do you show a wish? jada: just wait... {she scampers off in the other room...rumbles are heard..paper is being crunched} me: honey, what are you doing? jada: i'm making you my wish.  you will have to wait. {more crumples...then the refrig opens...the silverware drawer and the pantry open} all i can think is...this is NOT going to be good. i hear a toilet seat pop up in the bathroom... me: sofia, is that you in the bathroom? jada: nope, that's me. me: aren't you working on your wish? jada: yeah. me: but in you are in the bathroom. jada:  of course, mom! she re-enters the room...proudly holds her hands out and says,  "this is my wish". it was this...tuna fish, in a can. then she says, "oh, this is really fish, right mom?  because that is my one wish.  to eat fish.  can we eat fish?  i mean, the fish in the can.  what's it called again?&q

i have never had a kid more in love with mickey mouse in my entire life... sofia literally sees those stinking ears in the world all around! so it was only natural that she would BEG for a mickey mouse birthday celebration... and then the flu hit this house.  and hit again and again.  but the birthday must go on...and on before nana and papa head to the sunshine-y place for a smidge.  so on the party went...or the dinner with dq ice cream cake, fun plates and napkins. the great thing about sofia is that she has hubs attitude on most things...so merely having anything at all with mickey mouse on it, well, that made it the most perfect party ever. add the nana and papa factor in and well, life was more than complete for sof.  everyone knows when nana is coming there are gifts not far behind...usually in papa's arms! i guess you can see by the face...she was delighted! in absolute awe of the mickey cake...and to think i was going to put effort in making her a cake in the shape of hi

in loving i heart faces...i'm totally offering up sofia this week... innocent wonder do you think she really thought i didn't see her eating the cooking dough??

where has all the time gone??  i mean, we started this blog when sofia was in utero to keep everyone updated on her progress...and mine.  how in the world has that been three years ago?? well, it has...and our sweet little 3 pounder has grown up to be a spunky, smart, chatty, ever moving 21 pounder at 3 years old. how do they go from this... to this full grown little tidbit of full blown energy?? the Lord has certainly blessed us with way more than we could ever have imagined...sofia in and of herself was a pure miracle. {infertile...i scoff at your "infertile" words...at almost 40, pre-menopausal and very, very surprised} so happy bday {like a week or more late} sofia...you are treasured, you are loved...and your mom has too much on her plate and you being the 4th kiddo get all the cuddles right now, but the late birthday post on the blog!

a few things me and the fam DID NOT do the last week {or so}... the fam DID NOT get together with the ungerer's to play games and watch the colts {epic fail}.  this insane game that starts with "qui" or something was NOT almost the death of me. we DID NOT make up two bday parties for sofia so far this last week so we could enjoy dairy queen ice cream cake...and we DID NOT eat it both times.  we are NOT planning a party on friday this week either... the fam and 15 other high school students DID NOT go downtown in indy at 7am christmas morning to serve the homeless and make them christmas dinner in a parking lot, sing christmas carols and give out backpacks full of necessities.  it was NOT the best christmas morning we have ever had. a homeless man on christmas morn DID NOT ask me to give a cookie to my kiddos from him so he could give his one and only christmas present of the day.  i DID NOT cry...and the kiddos DID NOT think that was the coolest gift they had ever got