Wednesday, February 15, 2012

My Valentine

How hot is this guy? If I had one wish it would be that I could have been at lunch with Stephen today. I have laughed until I cried just like I was there though.

Stephen was having lunch with two co-workers and on his third bite of sandwich his tooth broke! Fifteen years ago Stephen was involved in the petty theft of a street sign. The vice grips hit him in the mouth and cracked his tooth. That tooth is still costing money. This is Stephen's Lloyd Christmas look. His friend at work kept saying "best. lunch. ever". The dentist was able to fix it right away. Too bad, it would have been great to get more pictures.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day! I enjoy Valentine's so much more now that we have kids. It is fun to do special things for our family on Valentine's. Stephen made the kids these cute place mats and gave them flashlights. What two year isn't into flashlights? He made me one too and I got a Sonic gift card because to me nothing says love like Diet Dr Pepper. Here are the kids pancakes with heart sprinkles. It is so hard to get a picture now days of them so this is the best I got. I couldn't get them in the same shot. Happy Valentine's Day!

Monday, February 6, 2012

And Mother of the Year goes tooo......

** No children were harmed in the making of this story**

The good news is I met a new neighbor today. Bad news is I also met the local fire department and police department.

Today has been pretty eventful. This morning the kids and I went to story time and I was able to see one of my favorite people and her baby. Then we came home to eat lunch. We were running a little late and Drew was fussy the whole way home so I guess I was a little frazzled. I pulled in the garage and tossed my keys in the passenger seat to get when I got Charis out. The only problem is that my clicker hasn't worked in while so I have a habit of hitting the lock button when I get out of the car. That's right. I locked my babies in the car! and my phone. Apparently when you do that it is a big deal. I went to a neighbor to call the locksmith and they told me to call the police. Hence all the action. The fire dept came to wait with me while we waited for a wrecker and to "check on the safety of the children". Oy.

This is such bad timing because I was running for Mother of the Year. Pshaw. I really wanted to ask our local public servants for a picture but I figured if you already look unfit you better act like a responsible parent. I did manage to sneak a picture of the fire truck through the blinds. I was telling Stephen that Charis was "traumatized" and she looked at me and said "I traumatized". Poor baby. At least I taught her a new vocabulary word today.