Can I? Can I?

Hey, Mommy,

if I'm really helpful

And I put this whole load

of laundry in the dryer

all by myself,

then can I maybe

play with the bubble wrap?

Really?! I can!?

Thanks, Mommy!

Hoppy New Year!

Mocha and coloring: Boy of my dreams

Evan: Daddy, I have two questions for you.
Daddy: Ok. What are they?
Evan: First, can you make me an iced mocha? And, second, will you clean off the table so I can color?
Daddy: Uhhhh...I can clean off the table, but we just used the end of the coffee.
Mommy: (laughing, laughing, laughing)

A year filled with love

I hope your past year has been filled with love and spontaneous displays of that love like mine has!

Evan wrote this note a few mornings ago while he let me sleep in a little.

It says: Hi momy We love you Mom we liket our randir and pig Love Evan

Translation: Hi Mommy. We love you. Mom, we liked our reindeer and pig. Love, Evan

How's that happen?

Ok, seriously. How does this face

become this face?

Pig and reindeer and giraffe, oh my!

The kids' Christmas presents are finally all complete. Evan and Kendra got their reindeer and pig on Christmas morning. Laura finally got her giraffe this morning. And since I know no one cares about commentary on this post, I'll just go right to the pictures.

Deere, dear

Do you think we should get hats for all the grankids this year, dear?
Yes, dear.
Do you have any idea what kind of hats we should get them?
Yes. Deere.
What kind?
Deere.
Yes, honey?
I said Deere.
I know. I was asking you what you want.
I was answering your question.
What question? Oh, never mind. Let's just get them all John Deere hats.
(Sighing) Yes, dear.

When Daddy says no

to opening presents under the tree while your brother and sister are getting ready for bed.

Share and share a lick

Sometimes I wonder why our kids all get a cold at the same time.

Sometimes I don't.

Muffin Man

Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man?

Oh, do you know

the muffin man

who lives down Drury Lane?

No? Well how about the cornbread girl who sleeps down the hall?

Not a creature was (un)stirring

4:30 a.m. Evan comes down to our room.
Evan: I need medicine for my stuffy nose. Right now.
(He wanted Vicks on his chest.)

4:47 a.m. Kendra comes down to our room.
Daddy: What do you need, Babe?
Kendra: I want Mommy.

4:55 a.m. Everyone back in their own beds.
Chad: Shoot. Now I'll never know what happens in my dream where I was stuck as a psychiatrist in Nazi Germany.

5:10 a.m.
Chad: Did you go in with Laura yet? She's whimpering.

5:20 a.m.
Lynnette (back in bed): Are we out of kids yet?