tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884267988653850552024-03-12T20:57:31.682-04:00Suddenly Southern?HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-68606380718984112522009-05-25T21:39:00.003-04:002009-06-13T11:33:06.508-04:00Happy Birthday to me!this is probably a downer of a post not because i am a year older (people who know me know that i <em>love</em> advertising my birthday) but because it was actually a quiet birthday. <br /><br />it rained so we needed to do something indoors. it is a holiday so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> of places and restaurants are closed. so hubby and i saw a movie - well, there aren't really any good movies out that i was dying to see. we saw star trek - it was actually good which is saying <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">alot</span> since i am not a sci-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fi</span> type of gal. <br /><br />later we went to a neighbor's cookout which was fun - but it wasn't a birthday party.<br /><br />all and all it was a good day - just not a great day which i like to aim for on my birthday. maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">i'll</span> just throw myself an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">unbirthday</span> party later...HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-85575735416462868032009-05-21T13:52:00.001-04:002009-05-21T13:53:48.232-04:00this just in...i swear baby j just said "ma ma" twice when i was coming over to her high chair to pick her up about 10 minutes ago! of course she won't say anything like it again for another 7 months...HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-83238762935680136722009-05-20T21:53:00.004-04:002009-05-20T22:37:37.408-04:00a little suddenly southern twitter...i am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">embarrassed</span> to admit that i have the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">american</span> idol finale on right now while i update my neglected blog. the 2 finalists are singing "We are the champions" and i find myself with a smile on my face thinking of weasel football... (did i blow by the 140 character limit????)HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-20046662328344811882009-05-20T21:51:00.004-04:002009-05-20T22:37:28.388-04:00i really do wear the pants in the family...hubby is out-of-town (way out-of-town as in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">london</span></span>) for a few days for work. i am sure a happy homemaker mom would be cool with being left alone with 3 kids and have all these activities planned for them. i, on the other hand, have no plans. no big deal until i realize that t-man is done with school. this means i have 3 kids ALL day for the next few days without a break. this mom's initial response equals the stereotypical dad reaction - can i say PANIC ATTACK??!?!?!HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-73607504534078220852009-05-06T17:56:00.002-04:002009-05-20T22:37:10.246-04:00the best deal in town...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span> - so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i've</span> got my DD at the end of the street now (can i say <em>pure</em> heaven?!?!?) and it has a drive-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thru</span> (<em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">soooooooooooo</span></em> key with the 3 kids in the car) AND this is the best part - i can save some green while being green at the same time (i am so use to have to paying MORE to be green). <strong>DD only charges 95 cents for a coffee when you bring your own mug in!!!!</strong> at their grand opening they gave out free insulated mugs that look like their large s<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tyrofoam</span> cups and now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">i'm</span> getting my DD at half the price - talk about a wicked awesome deal!!!HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-26719922659811901172009-04-28T22:30:00.003-04:002009-05-20T22:36:40.358-04:00i've never been martha stewart..and here is another example: i have some major <strike>house</strike> blog cleaning to do. i haven't even posted about godfather g's visit in feb, my parents visit in march, or our trip to orlando in april. but i'm not going to download the pictures to post tonight so once again i'll be putting off that spring cleaning...<br /><br />(oh and i still have to do xmas cards...)HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-67795301060267602312009-04-28T22:03:00.003-04:002009-04-28T22:28:19.216-04:00Hallelujah!!!baby j just took 4 ozs from the bottle tonight! we have been trying almost daily for the past month to get her to drink from a bottle or a cup - just not from me! <a href="http://suddenlysouthernadventure.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidaze-wrap-up.html">This all started on December 30th of last year </a>and now after countless tries since with bm, formula, mommy holding the bottle, daddy holding the bottle, strangers holding the bottle, a special priority shipment of every nipple, bottle, and pacifier imaginable (pam - you are too kind), and 3 different sippy cup types later... we might have broken her.*<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">* i don't want to jinx myself - i'll just have to keep my fingers crossed. but perhaps i can say "Hilton Head here i come"??!?!?!??<br /></span>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-11636597974701032282009-04-18T18:32:00.003-04:002009-04-18T18:37:08.549-04:00please stay tuned...i know i've been very quiet lately, but i wanted to quickly check in to say i'll be quiet a bit longer. first i was busy with wrapping up taxes, then packing, and now i'm busy on vacation.HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-82488949824440457142009-04-03T14:33:00.003-04:002009-04-04T17:32:22.235-04:003 down, 2 more to go...<div> </div><br /><div align="center">t-man's 1 ear infection last week </div><br /><div align="center">+ </div><br /><div align="center">little miss k's 2 ear infections last week </div><br /><div align="center">+ </div><br /><div align="center">baby k's 6 month checkup today revealing that she has 2 ears infected as well </div><br /><div align="center">= </div><br /><div align="center">1 tired mommy who is anxiously awaiting the drier weather so the kids can play outside and stop swapping the sickies.</div><br /><div align="center"> </div>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-21030809462721909142009-04-01T23:10:00.006-04:002009-04-03T14:56:04.048-04:00even when the days go by slowly, the months are flying by...<div align="center">baby j is six months today!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> <br></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SdZaFT0xqdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HBqRjFwYGPQ/s1600-h/jface_crop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320539057052297682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SdZaFT0xqdI/AAAAAAAAAM0/HBqRjFwYGPQ/s320/jface_crop.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">now if only we could get her to take a bottle...<br /></span>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-3606647500941875052009-04-01T22:25:00.003-04:002009-04-01T23:40:15.248-04:00how do you talk a 3 year old out of coping a squat on your front yard?seriously - this story does NOT have an "April's Fools" ending... <br /><br />this afternoon i was cleaning up the garage while t-man and little miss k were playing in the front yard and biking around our driveway. at one point, t-man quietly disappeared. i looked around for him, checked out the back yard, etc. and all i could find was his bike parked on our front walkway. i asked little miss k if t-man had gone inside to use the potty and she said something i couldn't understand - she obviously didn't know what she was talking about. so i quickly popped into the house and checked the 1st floor bathroom and discovered t-man busying reading a book while he was dropping a few kids off at the pool. i then returned outside to find little miss k hanging out in the mulch between a tree and a rhododendron off to the side in our front yard. i ask what she is up to and she says something again that i can't understand. i don't think anything of it until i do a double take, see her bare cheeks flash the cars driving by on our street since she has pulled her skirt and big girl pants down, and realize that she is telling me that girls can go potty outside too. i try to explain that t-man is inside using the potty and we're not hiking in the woods* - this is our front yard and there is a potty 20 feet away that she can use. she of course says "no - girls can go potty outside too." and the truth is - she's right. we let her pee all the time outside when we're hiking. so i decide to switch tactics - i then tell her that her pee will kill the grass and the flowers so if she really wants to go outside she needs to go in the backyard. i don't know what happened or what worked but she somehow ended up pulling her skirt back up and not going potty anywhere outside or inside?!?!? go figure...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">* (and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i'm</span> thinking: "we're not tailgating next to the bushes in the outfield of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ND's</span> baseball stadium either")</span>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-6472343100843633452009-03-30T22:03:00.004-04:002009-03-30T22:12:08.780-04:00if only the drugs could really kick in that quickly...so last week when i went thru the pharmacy drive-thru to pick up not 1 but 2 antibiotics for 3 ear infections (little miss k scored a double), t-man noted that it was like "fast food" (i had no idea he even knew that term) but i was getting medicine - not food - so it must be "fast medicine".HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-29310635938041864122009-03-23T12:57:00.007-04:002009-03-30T21:45:51.543-04:00the number for the day is...<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">3!</span><br /></div><ol><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SdF0KbTIQ3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_m_sTGUpwsI/s1600-h/CIMG1497.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319160357376770930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SdF0KbTIQ3I/AAAAAAAAAMs/_m_sTGUpwsI/s320/CIMG1497.JPG" border="0" /></a> <li>this weekend little miss k had her 3rd birthday party. it seemed to go well. we made over 8 lbs of brisket and barely had a pound left. and i even got some phone calls the next day from our guests saying that had a great time and their kids were talking about the party all <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sunday</span> morning. pretty much a miracle since little miss k was quite the ball of sunshine since... </li><br /><br /><li>i currently have 3 sick kids.</li><br /><br /><li><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i'm</span> guessing i got about 3 consecutive hours of sleep last night due to the sickies.</li></ol>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-45043707759474265892009-03-20T08:46:00.002-04:002009-03-20T08:56:10.857-04:00a potential snafu in a 3 year old's party...little miss k and t-man had fevers last night and her party is in 32 hours...HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-51829178923275459132009-03-17T12:38:00.002-04:002009-03-20T08:45:53.453-04:00missing that dirty water right now...Happy St. Patty's Day! how i would love to be enjoying a pint at <a href="http://www.irishconnection.com/index.php?id=41">the black rose </a>...HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-16526388077019216932009-03-17T12:29:00.002-04:002009-03-17T12:37:26.159-04:00Everybody's doing it...<a href="http://brigita.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-one-for-water-is-wet-files.html">brigita got her blog rated </a>and i of course i want be a cool kid too, so...<br /><br /><a href="http://www.oneplusyou.com/bb/blog_rating"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" alt="OnePlusYou Quizzes and Widgets" src="http://www.oneplusyou.com/q/img/bb_badges/rated_g.jpg" /></a><br /><br />guess i'm not that cool since the easter bunny wouldn't even blush at my postings.HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-34027571146496173772009-03-16T16:22:00.002-04:002009-03-16T16:41:08.821-04:00you take the good, you take the bad......when it comes to food allergies. the good news is that <a href="http://www.boston.com/news/health/articles/2009/03/16/children_relieved_of_peanut_allergies/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">immunotherapy</span></a> (spelling???) might work <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">afterall</span> with peanuts. the bad news is that baby j broke out in huge hives all over her legs on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">friday</span> afternoon. it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">definitely</span> an allergic reaction but i have no idea what triggered it. at first i was thinking it was something she came in contact with since it wasn't on her torso or face. but the only thing that was out of the norm that i can think of was me eating a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">greek</span> salad (which <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">i'm</span> guessing had raw egg in it) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">thursday</span> night. it was awful - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">i've</span> never seen hives that large before. ugh...here we go again? round 2 with allergies?HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-68932774181633239042009-03-13T08:29:00.007-04:002009-03-13T08:49:25.568-04:00a wish for my favorite sister...<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SbpSAaXsAXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lxJJ0Y139sA/s1600-h/birthtiff.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312648877469073778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SbpSAaXsAXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/lxJJ0Y139sA/s320/birthtiff.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-51104359726655160152009-03-12T13:46:00.005-04:002009-03-13T08:26:01.811-04:00you can take the girl out of the city, but you can't take the city out of the girl...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span> - this has happened a few times since i moved here. i am either walking on the pathway leading up to our front door or i happen to glance out the window overlooking our backyard when i see a fairly large rodent scurrying across my line of vision. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i'm</span> immediately disgusted with the thought of having to deal with large field mice and having to keep them out of our house. but i am grateful that at least they are not the water rats on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">steroids</span> that you find crossing your path day and night in the (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">boston</span>) commons. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">anyhoo</span>, my brain then catches up with my eyes and i relax. it wasn't a mouse - it's just a cute little chipmunk!HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-51935296852228941482009-03-09T11:55:00.007-04:002009-03-12T17:13:27.575-04:00too funny - 'nuff said...for those of you who know glines from college - that's enough of an explanation. for those who don't - she's a teacher and put together this video for a school assembly. they played a segment between each teachers skit. you HAVE to watch what happened when she went around town in her halloween costume...<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKLXkmcmOw4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NKLXkmcmOw4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-7787189779563341482009-03-06T20:40:00.006-05:002009-03-12T15:15:58.257-04:00happy birthday to my little miss!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SblakfOezzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TcuB6cc6I_A/s1600-h/kbday_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312376818364239666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SblakfOezzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TcuB6cc6I_A/s320/kbday_1.jpg" border="0" /></a>i can't believe it was just 3 years ago that we made it to the hospital with only 12 minutes to spare before she entered our world. (i just remember thinking "thank goodness the red <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sox</span> aren't playing right now!" when my H2O broke as we passed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">fenway</span>.)HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-51158966433624220022009-03-05T16:14:00.004-05:002009-03-12T14:53:46.220-04:00R.I.P. mister snowman<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SblZ3y6Nz7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/pmOur9TDEfs/s1600-h/CIMG1443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312376050553835442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/SblZ3y6Nz7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/pmOur9TDEfs/s200/CIMG1443.JPG" border="0" /></a>sometime between <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">naptime</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">snacktime</span>, mister snowmen lost his fight with the warm "winter" sun and slid down on his side for a rest.HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-8245238769283115922009-03-03T19:23:00.001-05:002009-03-05T15:22:49.934-05:00my little mountain mama...little miss k is on a roll this week - here is another story: <br />t-man did not have school again today (of course) so our 10 yr old neighbor (who sometimes is a mother's helper for me) brought t-man and little miss k over to her house to make play-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doh</span>. 45 minutes later they come back with her showing me excitedly their bags of bright blue and neon red (was an attempt at orange) play-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doh</span>. while they are jabbering, i peel off their coats and help with getting their shoes off. one problem though - when i look down at little miss <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">k's</span> feet they are covered with snow. actually - to clarify - her socks are covered with snow!?!!? yes - my daughter was completely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">unfazed</span> by the fact that she walked home through the ice and snow in her thin cotton socks?!? i couldn't stop laughing in disbelief while our poor neighbor apologetically ran back home to retrieve little miss <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">k's</span> sneakers. little miss k is not even 3 yet and she's already causing her irish catholic mom to utter an "oy vey"!HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-33442010860359801242009-03-02T21:38:00.000-05:002009-03-03T22:07:38.156-05:00an alternative to counting sheep...little miss k is still up! but i can't get too mad - she is making mr. potato heads and leaving them at our bedroom doors????? she made the one on the left for me and the big one on the right for hubby:<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3vHHlmpgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qsa1t0UbFgQ/s1600-h/phead_master.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309162441314575874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3vHHlmpgI/AAAAAAAAAMM/qsa1t0UbFgQ/s320/phead_master.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> <strong><em>and then</em></strong> i caught her leaving this outside of t-man's room </div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uxHSR2ZI/AAAAAAAAAME/bL68G3pf7Tw/s1600-h/caught.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309162063276398994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uxHSR2ZI/AAAAAAAAAME/bL68G3pf7Tw/s200/caught.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uw7V22nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2tNUSkaMzQU/s1600-h/phead_t.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309162060070181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uw7V22nI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2tNUSkaMzQU/s200/phead_t.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><em>and then</em></strong> i discovered this little gem in baby j's room:</div></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uOTkZk8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/bB8zyZkm-sE/s1600-h/phead_j.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309161465278206914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Sa3uOTkZk8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/bB8zyZkm-sE/s320/phead_j.jpg" border="0" /></a>she is the sweetest!</div></div></div>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-888426798865385055.post-56938793552388556932009-03-02T15:09:00.000-05:002009-03-02T21:58:47.089-05:00ok - i'll give this one to the school board...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Saycf_R2iwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Y2Jc_I5BKB8/s1600-h/CIMG1413_crop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308790134139161346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cx4LFbVHXBo/Saycf_R2iwI/AAAAAAAAALs/Y2Jc_I5BKB8/s320/CIMG1413_crop.jpg" border="0" /></a>today is another snow day and believe it or not - it actually snowed! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sunday</span> morning's rain turned into snow by the early afternoon. it was a wet snow with big flakes - one that i haven't seen in a long time. it was perfect for snowmen and snow balls. hubby and the kids spent a good hour or so building little miss <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">k's</span> first snowman (and maybe t-man's as well) on our front lawn. we joked last night about school be cancelled (and of course it was today) but i was impressed this morning to find our snowman still on our front lawn with a fresh blanket of snow. <div></div><br /><div>i would guess there is about an inch or 2 on the ground. not much - but enough to make driving slow and slippery since they don't really plow around here. i actually had to scrape the snow and ice off my car for a good 15 minutes this morning! i almost felt like i was back in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">boston</span> and i did feel like it was the first true snow day this winter...</div>HHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05755017777786106693noreply@blogger.com1