An entire box of Cheerios wasted on the floor. And it could have been worse, I found them in the fridge ready to get the milk. Some may think, watch your kids, but I do. If I could have superpowers though, I would allow myself to be in two places at once.
They like to keep me on my toes. Gotta love them!Why do I blog? Proof! I know that I'm not the only mom that has funny stories to share, but pictures don't forget and I one day I will, I think Heavenly Father does that on purpose so we have more children and more experiences of life.
One day when the kids are older, they won't believe the things they did...but I have Proof!
***Side Note:*** Notice that Carson is wearing PINK jammies. Dan actually dressed his son in pink jammies, not knowing all would get to see. He hasn't done it since.






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I was already going to comment on the pink jammies before your side note. Love those daddies. At least they were Cheerios though. One Saturday Rob and I stayed in bed after Abby and Cooper got up. We heard them in the kitchen, then heard them turn on their cartoons and we were happy campers. When we finally did get up they had pounded the rest of the pan of brownies from the night before. Yeah, we watch our kids.
Pink jammies are totally fierce.
Also I've had my kids come downstairs many times before I do, and they're always doing something crazy like killing eachother or jumping off the counter into a box of broken glass, or slicing eachother's throats with potato peelers. The joys of 5 kids, I say.
Belle knows exactly how to get us out of bed....all it takes is "I'll make breakfast!" and we are hot on her heels.
But who could resist those faces?
alli, you make me laugh! I love Project Runway!!! "Fierce!" Oh, I guess your kids have mine beat! :) Love the potato peelers statement.
You need to come live in the neighborhood, you would fit in with all of us moms...and how we watch our kids...it must run in the family, I know the story of Issac walking the neigborhood...alone. It is good to know that we all "watch" our kids.
Talking about fierce.... Cassie's hair is a hot mess.
Hey now... I sent Isaac to get the mail for me, mmmmhmmmmmmmm...that's what it was....pshhhhhhhht!
I also hope you saved the dollahs cause you're buyin drinks next tranny!
TOO CUTE! Look at those little smiles..they are up to no good! :-)
And of course it's not the Target brand cheerios, it's the FIVE DOLLAR BOX of Winder Dairy ORGANIC Cheerios. I mean, come ON. Don't they know the good stuff when they see it?
I'm glad to know our lives aren't so different...
Ha Ha I got a kick out of that. You are never alone all of us bloggers are at home (most of us) with kids just like yours!
Oh girl, if I could move there today, I would. Keep your eyes out for graphic design jobs and houses for rent. I'll be there lickety split. Oh and Eliza, I thought you sent Isaac out to sell candy door to door. Liar.
I think when it comes down to it our kids look at us and think - oh she's not moving anytime soon - at least thats what mine do (Caleb has a gate on his door cause I figure I will have to clean up twice the mess) Conner actually comes in each morning and "looks" at me laying in my slumber - and I try to say something a little threatening "Don't touch anything downstairs" and I can imagine what he is thinking as he walks away - "Whatever" Oh well!!
Oh by the way - you washed that 5 dollar bill right!!??!! Oh and how is your back side feeling :(
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