Finally! A random post where I get to say whatever I want whether it ties into the subject of the post or not. I should have one of these once a week!
:: For the longest time I have wondered why I can reply to some of your comments by email and others I can't. Sometimes I will hunt down their email address on their blog or website and reply, but most of the time I can't do that. Then yesterday I commented on my own blog to answer a question (I couldn't reply to this persons comment/email either) and when I got the comment email I realised my account was set up the same way! People can't reply to my comments via email either! There are some sweet folks that have been stopping by connecting with me for so long that I feel like I know them, I like to be able to reply to them directly. So yesterday I set out to figure this out, and I did! It's too easy. If you would like other bloggers to be able to respond to your comments by email this is whatchado: Sign into blogger, go to your "dashboard", click on "Edit Profile", find the section that says "Show my email address" and click the box. Done and done.
:: I have a thing for temporary tattoos. The kids and I bought a set of like 50 pretty henna tattoos the other day at Michaels and they make me happy. Probably happier than they make my kids. Don't judge me. :)
:: I plan to have a new baby pattern out within the next couple of months! YAY! I miss work, but I wouldn't trade my place in life for all of the work time in the world. I love her so....
:: Claire should be the most rotten baby on the planet, but she's not! I have no idea how this is possible. She gets held for most of every day (there are plenty of willing arms), if she so much as looks like she may cry there are at least three people trying to fix whatever it is that could be upsetting her, The kids fuss over who is going to rock her to sleep for naps and bed time....and then when we have a day where we out and about, and she can't be held, and her naps happen in a car seat, and she is the most good natured little angel you have ever seen. I've always said that God gave me all good babies because of the bad pregnancies. I'm not kidding, I thank God everyday that she is such a sweet babe. Just perfect.
:: My kids are LOVING these window crayons right now (we got ours from Michaels). I'm going to let them decorate my livingroom window today. I haven't tried washing it off yet, but they say it's pretty easy, and if it can keep them occupied creatively it's worth the hassle. You know I really don't see myself taking it off anyhow unless they want to draw more. -I'm the mama that still has the "Molly" (written by a two year old Molly) on the wall in the bathroom because it was the first time she wrote her name. Yep, that's me.
:: For almost a year now I've been saying "Molly, I need a pot of coffee." and minutes later I smell coffee brewing....It rocks my face off. I feel like in a way I've arrived, which brings me to my next thought...
:: I'm ten years into this mothering gig and all I know now, that I didn't know in the beginning, is that I don't know a thing. If you would have asked me what I knew 8 years ago I would have filled you with more fluff than you can imagine! Ha! I knew all the rules, and the do's and dont's.....Now, my advice sounds more like "Hunny, if that's what you have to do to get sleep, do it!" or "Just do what feels right to you."
:: I say "Hun" and "Hunny" a lot. Is that a southern thing or do northerners do that too?
:: I cast on this little vest last night!!
It feels good to have that out. Now go change your google account hunny, so that I can talk back at ya! xo,Sam
Comments
I loved your randomness this morning. I think it is a wonderful blessing that your babies are so sweet and good. And I would have kept the "Molly" on the wall too! Don talks about refinishing our dining room table, to get all the paint, glitter, and pen off of it. I have threatened him with mayhem if he does it. I love the life that happens on that table and I want to keep the marks and scratches and glitter as a souvenir of childhood. It is fleeting.
Hugs to you today. You are a marvelous mother Hunny!
Sivje