Facebook updates

While I was on an involuntary blog hiatus, I satisfied my urge to share the silliness, seriousness, and everything in between from our household by posting it on facebook. But there are a lot of you (blog friends and Ohio family in particular) who are not connected to me on facebook, so I thought I'd share some of the highlights you might have missed. (If you've already read all of this, please forgive me. I'm not trying to be a narcissist! I'm just hoping to give my family an update and document this madness for myself!) Here goes:

I found the bright spot to getting up early to take Big Sis to kindergarten: "Informer" on the radio.

I shared that I appreciate my hubby so much. The poor guy was mowing the yard in the dark because it was literally the only time he had to do it all week. And then I added, "August is kicking our butts." Ha!

Last week I was pretty sure that the number of times Little Sister said, "Aw DUDE!" - in random but appropriate situations- was nearing double digits.

I wrote this letter to the cat: Dear Keaton, I just want to remind you that two years ago we spent a small fortune and devoted countless hours to keep you alive. We've asked for little in return- just some purring and cuddling and that you STOP PEEING ON THE RUGS!

I gave Little Sis a shiner while rushing her to the potty. I pretty much ran her face into the doorknob. I've cleared a spot on the mantle for my Mother of the Year award.

I made the sad realization that my toes were cramping from the <2" heels I wore to church one Sunday. It has been a laid-back, flip-flop kind of summer!


And THIS status update from the past few weeks is my favorite. Now. At the time, I was a little- okay, a lot- irritated:

"Are you FREAKING kidding me?!?! While I was bathing the girls, the dog took and ate an entire tub (opened this morning) of margarine. I get the table scraps. I even take a little responsibility for leaving the muffins out a few weeks ago. But I did not see this one coming... "

(followed by) "oh it gets even worse. The reason she did this without the other (narc) dog telling on her: he was outside, tracking down and killing the cutest baby bunny I've ever seen. "

(and finally) " pancakes. apparently she also ate the rest of the pancakes I made for dinner and saved for John to eat after church. I hate dogs."


There. Now you're all caught up.