Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Heavy Metal's not the music I'm listening to right now.

Nor am I building a skyscraper out of big pieces of steel.

It's a reference to a milestone that happened  to Hesley  this week.

Nothing major, like potty training, or first words, or even that first little gassy grin.

He got braces!!  You know, your teeth are jacked up  we want to make your smile pretty, kind of braces.

He's only 7, so we were in no way prepared to do this at such a young age, but a visit to the dentist a few weeks ago deemed it necessary.

Here he is before....

And here he is after...

And he is quite proud of his braces!!
He keeps buggin' the snot out of me tapping me on the shoulder and grinning at me to show me.  I smile back and nod giving my full support of his proudiness when what I really want to say is...
"Yes son, I know you have braces!!  I wrote the check...remember!!"

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Bestest Buddies

Most of you know my "IRL" bestie, Amber (AKA Rascalraiser) !! 

And for those of you that know her, whether it be "IRL" or through cyberspace, know that she has 3 adorable rascals!!

Today the middle of the rascals came to play!! And what fun they had!! And how it warmed my heart!!

  It wasn't their Wii playing...

 or their construction paper knight costumes they "made" for each other...

or their pretend deer hunting that warmed my heart... was this....

Just two bestest buddies doin' what bestest buddies do!!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009


Howdy, y'all!!

I decided to hijack Jen's blog since she has decided to neglect it so. I have a soft spot in my heart for the underdog, and it has been breaking my ticker that this blessed blog has two posts. TWO!

Poor precious blog.

So I hogtied Jennifer, wrestled her passwords out of her, and skedaddled right over to fill up some space. Because it's just not right to have all this free air in cyberspace and nobody breathing it.

I asked Jen what I could discuss over here on these parts, and she just shrugged and grinned at me.

So....I've decided to take it upon myself to just ramble for a bit. And dish a bit of Jen's dirt. (Although dirt may not be the optimum word here.) You're welcome.

First of all, Jennifer is probably the most compulsive (and the most clean) of all my friends. Did you know that she actually cleans her house on a regular basis? So impressy with her. Actually, I try not to dwell on that too long, because it can start making me feel really bad about the fishstick crumbs that are living under my table and the sour laundry that is living in my washer.

Just the other day, Jen was complaining about her house, saying that it was dirty, and actually made the comment that she was horrified with herself because she only has been vacuuming once a week. Whatchu talkin' bout, Willis? Vacuuming once a week is like turbo-cleaning at my house.

She also does laundry. And puts it away. I'm so confused. She probably even folds it. Gasp.

And she cleans her car.

And does her dishes.

And changes the sheets on the beds on a regular basis.

It's okay. If you are finding yourself irritated with her cleanliness, I understand. She's super cleany. And particular. And a self-admitted OCD-ist.

But I still love her.

And as much as she tells me not to worry about it, I do get mini-moths and micro-butterflies when she comes to my house. Because I But I blame it on my children. Because they make me crazy.

But she did make me feel amazingly better the other night.....

Because when we were at her house for KGroup (the small home groups at our church), we spotted ceiling fan fuzz.

And it made me giddy.

Like brand new shoes on a fall day with an ice cream cone in one hand and a prepaid credit card in the other giddy.

Yes. It was THAT good.

You're welcome.

*This post written by Amber over at Raising Rascals.*