The Packers are coming, the packers are coming!!

Tomorrow!!! Yikes... I am so not ready. That's why I'm here. Yep, I'm trying to make my life just that much more interesting by procrastinating even more... yeah, that's right.. Live dangerously, I always say.

Wha...?? Did that gibberish even make any sense? See, I just want to blog this crazy moment in time to be able to appreciate everything when 'our life in boxes' reaches our new destination safely and all I have to worry about is unpacking it. I'd much rather do that (I think..... I'll let you know in about two weeks) than prepare for the P A C K E R S. I hate readying for the move. It's the worst. And I'm starting to twitch just thinking of the smell of cardboard and the sounds of tape running across it: thunk, streeeetch, rip! thunk, streeeeeetch, rip!. I was spared this lovely rhythm only once and it was because our packer used his teeth. Niiice....

My heart is just breaking...

for Steven Curtis Chapman and his family.  Such a tragedy.   Please keep the Chapman family in your prayers. 

Author Fiesta

We are so excited that Cay has put this together.  All of us around here simply adore good, well written/illustrated picture books.  

First author is Patricia Polacco.  

We plan on hitting the library once more before the move to check out some of these great titles.  After the move, I plan to set up a side bar  with the current author and titles for the month.  

So go check out Author Fiesta!  

Wordless Wednesday

Mumbling Monday

Boy, I'm so wiped from the weekend, all I can do is put up a picture from the park today...

Childhood classic

Nothing screams classic childhood fun more to me than bubbles and sidewalk chalk. I've never come across a kid that didn't love 'em both.

The Princess made her first ever on-her-own purchase from Target yesterday-- sidewalk chalk and paint. The Princess, Three and Four were having a great time.

One favorite activity with the chalk is to trace each other.

I don't know why I love this last photo so much. For some reason it just warms my heart. Maybe because it perfectly captures an innocent time of life and two brothers

Slugs, Grubs.... whatever

**PLEASE REMEMBER WHEN READING THIS POST, I HAVE FIVE BOYS**

Dh came home not too long ago and decided to educate the monkeys on a certain protocol that is practiced in his office (of all places.....).  The protocol is this:  If one should happen to share a part of themselves in a gaseous way, instead of the normal "Excuse me.";   "No slugs." is said.   I am of the understanding that most, if not all are male (let's hope so) in the office.  "No slugs"  is said in an effort to avoid a direct hit for insulting the quality of air that was previously being shared in the room.  

As you can imagine, the monkeys took this lesson to heart and that evening followed by the next morning, calls of "No slugs!" could be heard throughout the house.  Later that day, one faint cry broke the dead of silence with, "No grubs!"  I guess at some point, dh will have to correct the Princess on her usage of gaseous pentagon protocol.... 

Wordless Wednesday

Morning coffee and afternoon friends..

I knew I was in trouble when I reached for the hazelnut creamer. All eyes were watching when I put it in my cuppa joe. Did you hear me? ALL eyes...(that's like 452!)  I couldn't resist. I let them each have a little bit. They loved it so much I'm gonna have to buy some of that decaf junk (blech!) and make a special pot for them every once in a while.

Hey, who's baby is that on the table!??!? (Yes, I know-- Bad mommy!..... caffine aaaannd baby on table)

It was nice though, sharing my coffee this morning...

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Then this afternoon the weather was glorious! Glorious, I tell you!! We've had 5, 321 (read:5) straight days of rain. Well, with not a cloud in sight today and nuthin' but beautiful skies abounding, the neighborhood was bustling with kiddos out enjoying the big yellow orb in the sky.

Ah, fiddle.  We're gonna miss it here....

Our Lady of Fatima

Pray for us..