Crack addict Daddy?

An eyebrow raising conversation at the dinner table~
Madisen: "Daddy is that a line of crack?!!"

Very confused, she was a little upset with all our laughter.


Ps: Yes, I am in desperate need of new dishes. Any charity lovers out there feel free to donate at any time. Consider this as me standing here with my card board sign begging!

Monday's Mommy Cam

Monday's Mommy Cam

Little tid bits of my Mother's Day!

Mommy watch me...

Not Daddy's little girl!

Serenading mom...

Hitching a ride!

Advanced help with chlidren Volume 1

The Shooing Method

What is the Shooing Method?
A Technique used with children while you are on the phone, to signify you are busy and they need to leave. In which you motion with your hand in a very stern manner for them to go away.

(techniques may very from pointing, to a slight nudge in one direction or waving)

When is the method used?
The technique is used when all other methods have failed.
Other methods include; Warning them of all consequences before getting on the phone, Quietly telling them to wait when on the phone, and signing with your finger over your mouth to Shh!

Signs of Failures ; They continue to talk (maybe even louder)or gain your attention by following you, getting in your face, and/or tugging on your clothes.

When can I expect to use this method?
Anytime you need to make an important phone call, or if the phone rings in general. Any whisper of adult conversation can alert small children to coming running in need. (Note, no consideration will be given, even if it is the only phone call you have had all day. In a such case, You should also expect your call waiting alert to begin at this time. Be advised this technique does not apply nor is it effective to solicitors.) At this time you will loose all control of the quiet civilized household, you had two minutes before the phone rang.

Is this method effective?
In all case studies this method has been proven 100% non-effective. The child will continue with annoyance the same as compared to a fly at a picnic table. Although still using the technique is your common reaction of instinct. There have been severe cases in which the mother has to be air-vacted for immediate mental evaluation and counseling.

What can I expect after all techniques are applied and the phone call has ended? Usually, The child's behavior immediately turns from from little devil to sweet angel, to avoid any expected punishment. All crying, fighting and needs will diminish as though they never existed. Leaving you to frustrated and frazzled in confusion as to what you need to do next.

For further questions or concerns. Contact the Motherhood in crisis hot line at 1-911-MOM-HELP, or through my contact info. in the sidebar.

Monday's Mommy Cam

Friday's Foto Finish Fiesta

This was Madisen the other night at the supper table. Dinner first started out with her having her arms crossed pouting, because I was going to cut her corn and not Kailey's. After leaving it for her to eat off the cob (with no front teeth I remind you), she quickly changed her mind and realized I was right. (Imagine that! ) Continuing to eat with her lovely table manners (Chomp, smack, slurp, smack... My ears can't take it!! "Put the cow back in the barn, Madisen! ") She went into her complaining routine about her teeth.
"How much longer is it till I get my teeth?"
"Why does my corn have to be cut?"
"Why won't my teeth grow?"
"Can you see any teeth coming in?"
"It's Not fair!"
"Why can't I have teeth?" ..."I think this tooth is loose too, can you look at it?"( She still doesn't get the fact that she can't afford to loose anymore teeth.)..."How much more do I have to eat to get desert?". From whining back to pouting. Next thing she's mumbling "Look mommy!"
With Madisen you have to be prepared for anything.( It's always unexpected with her; kinda like when your at the zoo watching those cute furry orangutans and all the sudden they start chucking poop at you. That kind of shock!) Therefore, I have to carry my camera on my hip like a cell phone, to catch these moments. The one thing that is killing our economy and my child has it stuck between her teeth!

Bald to Beautiful

None of my kids were born with gobs of hair. Kailey had the most but even so it wasn't that thick luscious baby hair, I so wanted her to have.

Madisen and Jacob were born with that very thin barely visible blonde hair, on the verge of being plain out bald. About the only time you could see it was when it was wet.I had to tape bows in Madisen's hair just to get them to stay.

Now that Jacob finally has enough to see and brush, being the proud momma that I am I'm dying to show it off...
Here's his I'm a cool punk dude look..

Mom your embarrassing me, Enough pictures already!

~Grease lighting~

And just plain out wrong...

Bribery is a wonderful thing! I think I'll save this to blackmail him when he's older.

Alright Alright I'm writing..

I was tagged by Karen from; The Rocking Pony Here I am face covered in chocolate drooling over Jason and this crazy chick fiddling with her bra tags me. Had I seen her coming I would have thrown the baby and left the girls to fend for them selves. Instead I’m forced to write 6 weird things about myself. (Really forced... she is standing her with her under wire threatening to poke me in the eye.)
As if everyone didn’t already think I’m weird enough here goes.
1.I unaware say “Say” all the time. It’s like saying “hey’ to get ones attention. Example; “Say, get that wire away see I’m typing!” most of the time I say “Say” until they answer. About everyone I know teases me about it. What’s sad is most of the time I don’t realize it and just keep talking with them.


2.I must have a little fork and spoon when eating. They can’t be real silver either; I hate the way it tastes. It a little embarrassing when company is over and everyone has a large utensil and I’m the only one with a small one. I will even get up and look for one if I get the wrong one. That with the fact I hate eating in front of others doesn’t make for a pleasant time. I get nervous or something and I feel like I eat all funny. I then end up trying to concentrate on eating so hard that I can’t think of what I’m saying. It’s then give or take which is worse the conversation or my eating manners.


3.I do very superstitious things. Such as I carry a rusty nail in my wallet that I found. I believe it’s supposed to keep money for you? So far it doesn’t seem to keep bills in there. So, really I don’t see the purpose. Maybe I should throw it away. Another is if I see a black cat run across in front of my car, I spit on the windshield and make an ‘X’. It’s not something that happens often, but it does happen. This is something passed down through the generations in my family. Why? I don’t know I just do it.


4.If I am extremely tired and I wake up after sleeping a while I will hallucinate and say all kinds of non sense things. I’ve seen huge spiders a lot. Jason’s favorite is the smoke detector light above our bed. He loves getting woke up to me scared out of my mind with the huge spaceship light coming at me. Once I was screaming and when he sat up I thought he was one of two Aliens over me, saying “poke her in the eye”, and I started hitting him and fighting for my life till I woke up. Yes, I would say this is his favorite characteristic of me.

5.I must be obsessed with hygiene. I brush my teeth several times a day. I’ve counted 6 times today and it only 6:30 pm. I’m the same way with deodorant. It’s not like I stink. Just wanting to be fresh I guess. You would think I would just grab a mint and some body spray and call it a day.

6.I can’t stand to have my feet covered up at night. I absolutely feel like I can not breathe. If I don’t notice it I’m okay. Especially if I’m really cold. If Jason curls up to me and my feet are constricted in the covers I start hyperventilating until I get loose. I used to sleep with my head covered up and my feet out, until I had kids. Now I have to hear them so I got over that part. Thank goodness because I’m sure it was really weird for Jason. Like sleeping with a blanket burrito I would imagine.

Well, that’s the 6 I narrowed it down to. If you didn’t read karen’s post first then you really must think I’m weird. Either way I did this crazy task and she can take her bra and go back to her Blog now.
Next I Tag;
Mary -Almost Somewhat Positive
-Caffine Court
-Peas in my hair