Tuesday, September 22, 2009


I still can't believe that Mary Margaret wanted to play soccer. It is way outside her normal comfort zone. Here are some action shots...

Daddy and his 2 girls!

Harper Jane is hard to contain at games. She desperately wants to be out playing with the big girls!

Sunday, September 13, 2009

This is the day the Lord....

I know, I know. I need to be rejoicing about the wonderful day the Lord has made, BUT....

Here's a rundown of my day (the long version, so get ready). MM had a soccer game at 9AM. I must be the only assistant coach in the history of soccer that knows absolutely nothing about the game. Well, maybe one thing: kick the white and black ball into your goal. Seriously. I am great at moral support and cheering the girls though and that counts for something, right? Our team practices from 9-9:30 and then we play the next 30 minutes. Ok, game over.

Then we rush home. Michael has to work in the soccer concession stand. We (MM, HJ, and I) have a birthday party 35 minutes away. I change MM's clothes including hair bow, change HJ's diaper and prepare her a sippy, and lastly change my grungy, sweaty soccer clothes (yes, I said sweaty. Please don't forget about the humidity here in my great state).

Run to the birthday party. It's outside at a playground....so you guessed it. I'm spending my time chasing HJ. We did all have a fabulous time visiting with precious friends. Spend 2 hours there. Rush home. HJ is majorly fussy. Her scheduled nap begins at 11:15 and we are way off base....by more than 2 hours. Yikes! She cries the majority of the way home. I turn up the Praise Baby music and for the most part tune it out.

Run inside. Put her back in her PJs which consists of a onesie. Why you ask? Because if she has the opportunity to remove her diaper, she will. Put her to bed.

Next I began our food for our College Football Festivity Saturday. Yes, we like to watch football and snack....lots and lots of snacking. Checked the pantry only to find zero tortilla chips. Not nary a morsel. I asked MM if she wanted to go to Wal-Mart and received a loud and proud, "Yes, ma'am." I figured she thought there was something in it for her and she was right. I promised her M&M's....much cheaper than a toy and works just the same.

Wal-mart on a Saturday afternoon? What was I thinking? I won't bore you with those details. I think you must get my drift.

Home again, home again. Completed the snacks. Gave the girls a bath. Oh? What's that? Where's my husband during all this? Why watching college football, of course!!!!

Prepared supper for the girls. They are both picky.

I then remembered that today was supposed to be my long run. Yes, friends, I am training for a half-marathon. It is in November and yes I am absolutely crazy!!! At least, I admit it. I hurried, changed clothes, gathered up my iPod, headphones, and my handy dandy Garmin watch (it's oh-so-wonderful, but that's an entirely other post). I have not been able to pass my regular 6 mile "long" run. I've been stuck at 6 miles for oh, at least 2 months. Stuck. Couldn't pass it. Finally last Sunday, I made it 6.4 miles. Seriously. It's been slow go, but I have been determined.

Off I go. I ran my normal route and then I got a little antsy. I went off on my merry way and later looked down to find that I was already at 7 miles. Well, I'll just run a little bit more, I tell myself. Hey, I felt good. Let's just keep going.....and going.....and going. I'm so excited to say that I did make it 11 miles running the ENTIRE TIME. Let me say that again, running the entire time. I made it home barely able to walk in the front door. My dear husband was finally putting the children to bed. I sat down (really because I didn't think my legs would hold me for another second). Nothing sounded better to me after this long, long day than to shower and go lie face down in my sweet, sweet bed....if only I could summon the energy. Ten short minutes later (I promise it was only 10), MM ran to the living room because apparently there was a catastrophe of epic proportions.

And really there was.

HJ had decided to crawl in my bed and enjoy a beverage. And by beverage, I mean an ENTIRE bottle of water most of which missed her mouth and was seeping through my precious, comfy comforter, to the soft sateen sheets, and, as luck would have it, down to the mattress cover.

Oh my sweet Harper Jane!!! Not tonight, sweet girl. Of all nights....

So I write to you now, as I am impatiently waiting for my sheets, blanket, comforter, and mattress cover to dry. Yes, my friends, that's four loads of clothes that had to be done.

I'm seriously contemplating sleeping on the couch!

Friday, September 11, 2009

Fashion Faux Pas

What is that, you say? Two posts in one week from me?? Well, I aim to please.

This morning was picture day at Mary Margaret's school. MM normally does not care what she wears---no opinion. That is, until this morning. I had this precious little smocked number all ready for her and she says "I don't think I want to wear that this morning. Our teacher says we need to wear something cute. That's not so cute."

Ok, so plans B, C, and D were also "not cute". We were standing at her closet and I'm began to worry about the time constraints we were about to face because of this clothing debacle. I uttered the dreaded words, "What do you think is "cute"?

She points to this adorable little seersucker outfit. I'm all, "MM, baby, you can't wear seersucker after Labor Day?"

She looks at me with those big eyes and said, "Mother, what is a seerpucker?"

Needless to say, I couldn't argue with "seerpucker" and she got her wish. I guess her very first school fall pictures will break the old-school rules of fashion. At least, she thinks she looks cute and that, my friends, is what matters!

P.S. On a much more serious note....I know today is 9/11 and I certainly am praying for those who lost loved ones that horrible day. I will never forget where I was. It was my very first year to teach. I had just dropped off my 4th graders at Art and that is when I heard the news. The rest of the day was spent "going through the motions". It was truly heartbreaking! Where were you?

Thursday, September 10, 2009


Here are two little short MMisms:

One day last week, I was doing my best to get MM to try a new food. She looked up at me and said, "Well, if you exist!" I had to explain that exist was quite a different word that insist.

Also MM is going to be in "The Wizard of Oz". It is through our local community college. She is a munchkin and a flying monkey and is uber excited!!! I mean, it is all she talks about. Tuesday at practice she was given her script. On our way into practice today, she said, "Mother, do you have my scrib?" So here again we are learning some new vocabulary words!!!

Wednesday, September 2, 2009


I've been so consumed with real life. Blogging has definitely taken a "back seat"! Here's my not-so-Wordless-Wednesday!

Mary Margaret's First Day of School (mid-August)

Here was Harper Jane's reaction to dropping off her sister (she fondly calls Mary Margaret "Mimi"). I think Harper cried more than I did! Seriously!

First Soccer game of the season. Harper Jane wanted so badly to play with the big girls. I'm actually assistant coach. This statement generates giggles from those who know me well. It has been so much fun!

Happy 2nd Birthday Harper Jane! We had her party at the local Chick-Fil-A and she had a ball. She received 4 new baby dolls and proceeded to attempt to carry all 4. She is such a mess! I just can't believe she is already 2. Really, where does the time go?

This pretty much sums up life with my oh-so-dramatic Mary Margaret. Think: SUPERSTAR! Ha!