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2. If you were sitting in front of your TV right now, what would you watch? TV show? Movie? What show or movie?
3. Do you drink wine? What is your favorite?
4. OK, top 5 men on your 'list'. You know that list ladies..who would they be

5. If you could have any job in the world, what would it be? Regardless of children or not.
6. What is your favorite season? Why?
7. What is your favorite holiday? Why?
8. If you have any tattoos, what do you have? Do you want more? What would it be? If you don't, do you want one? What would it be?
9. Big reader? What kind of books do you like?
10. OK, I'm all over the place. Who inspires you to be the person you are? Or you strive to be?View Thread
It's so slow today! And slow at work, it's officially summer break, so the halls are pretty quiet. I need some entertainment.View Thread
She went four days last week, all weekend, and again this morning with undies on.
Only one mistake on Saturday.
Yay!!!View Thread
Yesterday morning, Olivia started her cycle.
I know you may not think that's a big whoop, but wait until it's YOUR daughter who comes to you and says, "Mommy? I just started."
I actually thought it would've happend last summer. She was already "mature" in more ways than one, and her mood swings and upset tummy convinced me it would be any month now.
But that was last summer.
I was going to take her to get her ears pierced on her special day, a "Welcome to Womanhood" kind of thing. But for her 15th birthday a month ago, I took her for her first earrrings. I felt bad that she was 15 and didn't have her ears pierced yet.
Yesterday, she was full of questions. We'd already talked about this, but now that it was happening to her, she had tons more questions.
Her stomach was sore, she had a headache, her face was a bit pale, her hair unkempt. She laid around in pjs for some of the day, texting her BFFs and discussing their first cycles, too.
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This morning, when the house was still quiet and the sun was just creeping into the sky, I woke up and crawled into bed next to Olivia.
I stroked her hair, her back, and replayed in my mind all of those mental photos I have in my brain from her baby and toddler years. Like the way her blonde pig tails were so long, even at the age of 3. Everyone commented on her beautiful toddler head full of hair.
Or the times we'd make homemade playdough together, or kneel on the sidewalk drawing stick figures of the family with colored chalk. Or blowing bubbles int he back yard and chasing them around.
Or those moments when she was a tiny newborn, fresh home from the hospital, and the scent of baby on her skin and in her hair..and the way she would snuggle in close to my chest.
I cried like a baby. I can't even explain what happens to you when you realize your child is nearly fully grown and the time went by like a flash. I snuck back out of bed and into bed with DH.
He was immediately concerned, like I'd had something tragic just happen...
I said it was nothing, just that Olivia was growing up and away and there wasn't a darned thing I could do about it.
He said, "but you still have a 1 year old."
And I replied, "But Olivia used to be my one-year-old."
And DH just held me in his arms and let me cry it all out.View Thread
Seven
By Olivia
All dressed up in itchy purple and pink lace.
My head sore from sleeping in tight curlers the night before.
After my mother and father finally had coffee in their hands,
We could exit our rooms and see what the bunny brought.
I was seven.
Our eyes lit up the moment we saw the basktets full
Of goodies and sweets. Piled high with pixie sticks, and
chocolate eggs. Marshmallow peeps just calling our names.
My mother sat on the couch laughing at the excitement we received
From something as little as candy. I was seven.
Searching high and low for the dozens of colorful dyed Easter eggs.
I always found the most. Each time we saw a glimpse of blue, or
Green, we ran to its spot and added it to our collection.
My Dad acted all surprised when he saw us find a treasure. "Oohhh!
Good job girls! I see another one!" I was seven.
When our stomachs were filled to the brim with Easter brunch, and
Pounds of sugar, it was time to pile in the car, and go to church. I held
My new stuffed bunny, and my sister cuddled her yellow plush chick.
We turned on the radio to the Christian music station, and sang
All the way to Sunday school. I was seven.
Grandma Florence
By Olivia Johnson
My Grandma is drops of cool rain in the spring
She will always help to freshen the air
With the talent of the angels she silently sings
For me and my sisters she always will care
My Grandma is the delicate buds of roses
Just waiting, and waiting for the sun
She hugs us tightly and tickles our noses
With her, every summer is so much fun
My Grandma is sun tea that cools our throats
Rocking solemnly on her front porch chair
The holy bible is what she devotes
In the summer breeze blows her silver hair
Her home is a place for kisses, and love
I hope she never leaves to the heavens above.
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She got her learner's permit last week, and so now I am sitting in the passenger seat while she navigates these busy streets.
"Mom, the light is green. Can I go?"
"Only if there isn't oncoming traffic can you make a left turn, Dolly. There are 2 cars coming...hold on...okay, now GO!"
"Mom, I'm doing GREAT at driving, aren't I?"
[My knuckles are white as I grip the dash board and my stomach feels like it's going to launch all of its contents.> "Yep, you're doing swell."
"Mom, I'll babysit for you and dad tonight IF you take me driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiving!!!!"
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Seriously, my dd is in conrol of a deadly weapon...because any wrong move on these streets and we're toast.
Ugh.
You just wait until your sweet, darling toddler becomes a pimple-faced and hormonal teenager and has control of the family vehicle. It's pretty darned scary...View Thread

Yummy.View Thread
We are going to buy Dane some new pj's. Exciting huh?? Do our usual chores...bleh. We really need to start painting our house, maybe we can pick out some colors this weekend too.View Thread
Cocoa was a brunette cutie pie, with little piggy tails on either side of her head and was decked out in everything Gap from head to toe. Her mother wore expensive clothing, as well, and carried a fancy-schmancy "bag" over her shoulder that held top-of-the-line sippy cups, wet wipes, sunscreen, and healthy snacks. Probably more than $100 in cash in Cocoa's mommy's wallet, I'm sure.

So Neathery approaches Cocoa and says, "Pway wif me." Cocoa immediately begins running around with Neathery, climbing on the equipment and showing Neathery how to do certain "big girl" things like jumping from one jumping stone to the next, or hanging from the monkey bars.
Neathery and Cocoa are enjoying each other's company when Cocoa's mommy calls Cocoa back over to her side of the playground...really, just a small distance away from where we were playing.
Cocoa obeys.
"Cocoa, can you count the swings?" "Cocoa, what color is the toy car?" "Cocoa, tell me how to spell ____________." "Cocoa, why do we eat carrots and not suckers?" That kind of stuff.
I definitely got the feeling Cocoa's mama was one of those "show-off" mamas. And I know y'all know what I'm talking about.
Neathery followed Cocoa to play some more, but every time Neathery would engage Cocoa in play, Cocoa's mama would pull her away and drill her on various different topics.
I was like, "Why is this mother not allowing her little girl to play with Neathery? Is it that Neathery has on mis-matched clothing and it's not name brand? Is it because Neathery's face is still a bit smudged from her sucker on the car ride over? Is is because Neathery's shoes are worn and ragged?"
I really couldn't figure it out...and still can't.
I don't know why I'm thinking of this now. After all, it was nearly a week ago that we met Cocoa.
But I keep thinking of Cocoa and her mama, and wondering why some mothers feel the need to put their children on "display"? Why some mothers feel the need to have their child "practically perfect in every way," as Mary Poppins would say.
Maybe I'm too far removed from my first child now to remember if I was maybe like Cocoa's mama, too? Or what changed in my 15 years of parenting that made me realize that it's okay to give my child a sucker once in a while instead of a carrot. Or it doesn't matter, in the grand scheme of life, whether I spent $25 on a Gap outfit for my child versus a $5 outfit from Goodwill...or better yet, a $2 from a garage sale downt he street. Or that it's okay to let Neathery play at a playground without drilling her on everything she knows.
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My co-worker and I were discussing that when he was a kid he used to like to suck on the lead sinkers because they were sweet, little kids don't know any better! The whole sinker need not be ingested to be dangerous, they have lead powder on them that can also get on your hands as you work with them and be ingested inadvertently if not washed off properly before eating.
There are many lead free alternatives so look out for them. Usually a good way to determine if a product has lead is it will have the California warning: "WARNING: This product contains chemicals known to the State of California to cause cancer and birth defects or other reproductive harm." Lead free products usually also boast about that characteristic.View Thread
So, you can use either a disposable insert OR a cloth one? And how does the liner go in there? Who has used them before and how do you like them?View Thread
But DD is well on her way to being PT'd. She woke up dry in the morning yesterday and today she actually made it to the potty. She hasn't worn a diaper during the day since Saturday when we went strawberry picking. I can't remember the last time I actually changed a poop diaper. And I went over a week without having to do a load of diapers.
I'm really excited to have 2 PT'd kids. But a part of me is sad to say farewell to the CD's. Now what can I obsess about?????View Thread
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She is currently at 166, from 284 yesterday!!! I really appreciate everyone voting!!!
http://photos.parents.com/category/vote/id/7/w/22/y/2010?page=166
THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!View Thread
When I made the appointment a year ago, my schedule was totally different. I made it for 8 am and I have no one to watch DS, so I was thinking of taking him with. Would that be strange? Any advice on what to do to keep him occupied while in the room and the doctor is doing the exam? Should I just reschedule?View Thread
2. How is potty-training coming along?
3. What's LO's temperament these days?
4. How do you handle discipline?
5. What new eco-friendly thing are you up to these days?
6. Have any exciting plans for the summer?View Thread
Please vote for her - http://photos.parents.com/category/vote/photo/311388
Thank you!!View Thread
He had been taking Claritin for his allergies. Claritin does work, however, it's very pricey $$$$$$ and he reports that his sense of taste is nearly totally diminished while taking it.
So a coworker recommended honey, 2 T. daily.
DH has been doing this for a month now: no sneezing, no watery eyes, no headaches...and he can TASTE! It's also way less expensive than Claritin.
Catch: It has to be your local honey.
So for those of you who suffer from seasonal allergies, try honey.
It took about 1 week for the honey to totally nip allergies altogether. But DH says it's totally worth the wait.
HTH!View Thread
Anyhow, here it is.
http://s851.photobucket.com/albums/ab77/MontanaMama2009/?action=view¤t=Nettiessaysoatmeal.flv
Hope the link works!View Thread
It's been a completely EXHAUSTING weekend. Not my typical exhausting weekend...this one was extraordinarily exhausting.
Three days off (holiday weekend) and I'm SO ready to return to work, sit at my desk in my office and sip on my hot cup of coffee. No kids. Just me and my Gerry Rafferty playing...ahhhhh.
But back up. It's still Sunday. 8:30 at night right now and not an end in sight.
Back up further.
It's Friday night. I'm uber-excited for my 3-day weekend. Why? I can't even imagine now....because my weekend consisted of laundry, dishes, poopy diapers, washing floors, mowing the grass, cleaning out closets, cleaning out boxes of junk from the garage, telling my older two girls to quit arguing, telling my youngest to do as I've asked, begging for a complete 5 minutes without interruption, running errands, cooking meals, running the buckets and buckets full of recycling to the transfer station, more poopy diapers, more laundry, more cooking....and the list goes on and on and on and on and on and on....you get what I mean.
I mean, you're probably there, too, aren't you? Looking forward to a weekend and then realizing you shouldn't have been?
Last week, towards the end of the work week, I was ready to quit my job. The hassle of three kids and a full-time job was exhausting.
But let me tell you, ladies, the hassle of three kids and a three-day weekend is far worse. OMG. and I'm not saying, "gosh" at the end of that phrase!
It's Sunday night...8:42 p.m. now as I type this. My older two girls are upstairs fighting and screaming. My youngest is getting into her older sister's things and getting yelled at.
I should step in. I should stand up and make my presence known.
But I need this five or ten minutes to sip my red wine and pretend more a moment that I'm at the Riviera sipping hot toddies with my handsome husband...WITHOUT whining children.
No poopy diapers to take care of...no dirty dishes once again piling up in the sink...no meals to cook...no floors to scrub. Just me and my husband and ROMANCE. And better than romance...a full-night's sleep and a few hours to myself....
Hey, a woman can dream, right????!!!View Thread
It's been a completely EXHAUSTING weekend. Not my typical exhausting weekend...this one was extraordinarily exhausting.
Three days off (holiday weekend) and I'm SO ready to return to work, sit at my desk in my office and sip on my hot cup of coffee. No kids. Just me and my Gerry Rafferty playing...ahhhhh.
But back up. It's still Sunday. 8:30 at night right now and not an end in sight.
Back up further.
It's Friday night. I'm uber-excited for my 3-day weekend. Why? I can't even imagine now....because my weekend consisted of laundry, dishes, poopy diapers, washing floors, mowing the grass, cleaning out closets, cleaning out boxes of junk from the garage, telling my older two girls to quit arguing, telling my youngest to do as I've asked, begging for a complete 5 minutes without interruption, running errands, cooking meals, running the buckets and buckets full of recycling to the transfer station, more poopy diapers, more laundry, more cooking....and the list goes on and on and on and on and on and on....you get what I mean.
I mean, you're probably there, too, aren't you? Looking forward to a weekend and then realizing you shouldn't have been?
Last week, towards the end of the work week, I was ready to quit my job. The hassle of three kids and a full-time job was exhausting.
But let me tell you, ladies, the hassle of three kids and a three-day weekend is far worse. OMG. and I'm not saying, "gosh" at the end of that phrase!
It's Sunday night...8:42 p.m. now as I type this. My older two girls are upstairs fighting and screaming. My youngest is getting into her older sister's things and getting yelled at.
I should step in. I should stand up and make my presence known.
But I need this five or ten minutes to sip my red wine and pretend more a moment that I'm at the Riviera sipping hot toddies with my handsome husband...WITHOUT whining children.
No poopy diapers to take care of...no dirty dishes once again piling up in the sink...no meals to cook...no floors to scrub. Just me and my husband and ROMANCE. And better than romance...a full-night's sleep and a few hours to myself....
Hey, a woman can dream, right????!!!View Thread
I'm going to start a new blog to do all this on. My plans are to write about potty training DS, being pregnant with a toddler, being a SAHM and trying to cut costs around the house, eventually having a newborn and a toddler, ECing a newborn, making my own baby food, etc. I am thinking to have a sense of humor while writing to help it appeal to more people. When I see a new idea for something that sounds cool(be it more eco-friendly, something new to try with the kids, etc) I can post about it.
Any other ideas out there for me while writing? DB wants me to find a job soon because his hours are being cut, and I really don't want to have to work while pregnant(or EVER!) so I'm trying to make Creative Memories work, along with whatever else I can do. So I'd appreciate ANY help.

And uh, any ideas for a blog name? I'm not so good with coming up with a name lol.
(Kim, you totally need to look into this too!)View Thread
1. If you were wearing a "mood" ring at the moment, what color would it be?
MOOD RING COLOR MEANING CHART
BLACK
TENSE,
NERVOUS,
HASSRASSED,
OVER WORKED
GRAY
ANXIETIES,
NERVOUS,
STRAINED,
AMBER
NERVOUS,
EMOTIONS
MIXED,
UNSETTLED,
COOL
GREEN
AVERAGE
READING,
ACTIVE,
NOT UNDER
GREAT STRESS
BLUE-GREEN
INNER
EMOTIONS
CHARGED,
SOMEWHAT
RELAXED
BLUE
RELAXED,
AT EASE,
CALM,
LOVABLE
DR BLUE
VERY HAPPY,
LOVE,
PASSION,
ROMANCE
2. What's the local weather?
3. What would you change about your attire today?
4. Are you looking forward to the upcoming Memorial Day Weekend?
5. When your LO has his/her next birthday, how old will he/she be, and what will the party them be?
6. If you could toss one item that belongs to your DH/SO with NO repercussions, what would it be?
7. If you could go away on a 2-week vacation, where would you go?
8. If you could remodel one room in your home, which room and what would you do?
9. If you could change careers, what would you do?
10. If you could start up a craft/hobby, what would it be?
11. Can you sing?
12. What's your favorite TV sitcom or series right now?
13. What's your favorite quote or saying?
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My cousin will be 22 in July. She is an absolute mess. She is a pathological liar. She lies about EVERYTHING. She is a stripper and I think she is an escort too. She did some work for playboy and has a s*x website. I've seen pics that are absolute disgusting. Last year she was getting high by huffing tire cleaner. I saw her on Easter and she was so strung out on something that she could hardly talk. She is about the most immature person I know. Oh and at Easter she got in a fight with another cousin and yelled to the entire family that she was not on illegal drugs she was on 12 different medicines because she has cancer. I *think* from conversations with her sister that she might have had pre-cancer cells in her cervix (I had this at 22 yrs old). She posted on her FB page on May 17 that she had surgery and yesterday she posted that she is 5 weeks pg. GREAT! UGH!
Okay, rant over. I'm very sad about this. I pray that if this is true that she matures and becomes a good mother but I don't see how that can happen. I'm so sad.
Oh, and for the record...I do not judge her line of work. It's not my life.View Thread
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