1 10-mile run + 3 soccer games +1 lawn edged & mowed + 4 haircuts +3 piano lessons = 1 Tired Woman
Happy Saturday!
and a question...
What do you love about Saturdays?
4.24.2010
4.19.2010
Perfectly Imperfect
All last night I was being chased by a jaguar. In cartoon form.
I would floor the minivan and smash into the car in front of me in an attempt to kill/rid myself of the jaguar on the hood of my car and the jaguar would be smashed and go "OOOF" in slow motion.
At one point I went into a nightclub in an effort to lose him in the dark, loud music, and smoke.
Scott came looking for me in the club shouting my name and rolling his wheelchair real slowly and blew my cover.
It was crazy, and I don't know if I should watch that Man vs. Wild show before bed ever again.
And Scott shouldn't write papers about seedy clubs in Salt Lake ever again.
Saturday was crazy at our house. I ran around in my sweaty workout clothes ALL DAY LONG.
Really.
I was offensive.
But I was too busy being a Mom running kids to soccer games and birthday parties to care.
At one point Scotty and I sat on the porch together for a moment, enjoying the perfect weather.
I took a look around at all the "imperfection". Weeds, crabgrass, clutter, etc. etc.
Then I looked at my children.
Aidan's shorts hiked to his nipples...again.
Grace with no shirt and legs covered in chocolate popsicle.
Cole wearing his sister's sweaty-used shin guards and socks on his thighs.
It was a perfect day.
I would floor the minivan and smash into the car in front of me in an attempt to kill/rid myself of the jaguar on the hood of my car and the jaguar would be smashed and go "OOOF" in slow motion.
At one point I went into a nightclub in an effort to lose him in the dark, loud music, and smoke.
Scott came looking for me in the club shouting my name and rolling his wheelchair real slowly and blew my cover.
It was crazy, and I don't know if I should watch that Man vs. Wild show before bed ever again.
And Scott shouldn't write papers about seedy clubs in Salt Lake ever again.
Saturday was crazy at our house. I ran around in my sweaty workout clothes ALL DAY LONG.
Really.
I was offensive.
But I was too busy being a Mom running kids to soccer games and birthday parties to care.
At one point Scotty and I sat on the porch together for a moment, enjoying the perfect weather.
I took a look around at all the "imperfection". Weeds, crabgrass, clutter, etc. etc.
Then I looked at my children.
Aidan's shorts hiked to his nipples...again.
Grace with no shirt and legs covered in chocolate popsicle.
Cole wearing his sister's sweaty-used shin guards and socks on his thighs.
It was a perfect day.
4.07.2010
Spring Break Means...
Giving your brother a lift to search for eggs.
Getting creative with the egg dyeing
4.03.2010
Photo Favorites
Jen channels CJane (4th picture down)
Cole in his homemade bowtie
(which I tied...hold your applause until the last picture).
Grace's coming-of-age baby hair rat's nest.
I love it.
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