Archive for February, 2009

Oh dear

Addie:  Mommy, I can’t wait to be married.
Me:  Oh really?  What kind of man do you want to marry?
Addie:  Someone like Daddy.
Me:   Good idea.  Why can’t you wait to get married?
Addie:  So I can kiss him like this- *pulls lower lip down to chin and sticks out her tongue*.
Me: …

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And then there were five

We have been a family of four now for five long and wonderful years.  We have all expressed the desire for our family to expand.  We discuss names, nicknames, where he or she will sleep when he or she makes their appearance.  We have hoped and prayed for this moment for a very long time.
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I type with bleeding fingers

Well, not really.
My baby sister is having a baby.  That so sounds like an After School Special.  She might also yell at me for typing this. 
My sister is having a baby (her second) and she asked me to make some wall art for the baby’s room.  I had the crazy notion, once again, of busting [...]

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Famousosity, sort of

Remember awhile back, when I told you I entered some of my posts into a humor contest?  Well, the results are in and I am a semi-finalist.  I’m not sure what this means.  But I do know I get published, and that is oisome.  They chose this post, if you’re interested.
Also, the second prize winner [...]

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What’s mine is yours

Me: Addie, please get off my bed with your marker.
Addie: It’s not your bed. It’s Daddy’s. He bought it.
Me: Well what’s his is mine.
Addie: And what’s yours is his?
Me: That’s right.
Addie: Then I guess Daddy has a lot of makeup.

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Addie’s birthday

It was a quiet night, when suddenly I was awake, gripping my bulging belly. 
“I think I’m in labor!” I cried to Lance.  I glanced at the clock.  A red 3:30 glared at me.  I laboriously made my way out of the bed to the phone and called the hospital. 
“What do I do?”  I asked the [...]

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Diagnosing my purse

“So, Kearsie, did reading two of those Cake Wreck posts have you in stitches?  *Chuckle* I must say the one about E.T. had me about to pee my britches.”
“Erm.  Yes, I did read them and they were funny.  Thanks for the recommendation.”
“How is your funny bone sprain?  Do you feel the funny today?”
“Well, more a [...]

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I need a cure.

“OK, Kearsie, what seems to be the problem?”
“Well, Doctor, it’s my writing.  Every time I sit down to write, I freeze.”
“Hmm.  Have you tried wearing gloves?  I hear Isotoners work wonders.”
“Erm, no.  Not that kind of freeze.  I mean, I can’t write anything.”
“Sounds like a clear case of illiteracy.  There are programs at the local [...]

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Dear Kearsie

Dear Kearsie,
I hope you don’t mind if I borrow your blog for the day. I need to share a few thoughts with you so I figured I could just do it here. I want everyone to know how awesome I think you are. You are my greatest inspiration. Here are a few things I have [...]

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My mother is awesome

Awhile back, I told you about our harrowing experience with the law which ended up in handcuffs and a barrage of questions from my poor children.
We’re mostly over it now.  We’ll get to laughing, “AHAHHAAHAHAHHA, you were arrested!” and then a few minutes later it’ll hit us.  “Dude.  You were arrested.”
But we’re mostly over it.
Lance’s birthday [...]

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