…ard a store that doesn’t ever seem to help you. I go to that store only on birthdays or on vacation – when I have time, to stand in line for hours. However, they were the only store that had what we wanted, for the price. Go figure! Of course, the first Wally world didn’t have the item so they sent us to another one. They did call ahead so we just had to go to the service department to pick it up and not wait so long in line. (Just 20 minutes. Arr…
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Holey Moley – 11 years already!!!
Today is my eldest son’s “official” birthday! Where has the time gone? Seems like yesterday, his Dad and I brought him home and had no idea even how to change a newborn’s diaper. Boy, I questioned God’s wisdom on letting us become parents – talk about not being prepared. We had to stop at Walgreens on the way home to buy newborn diapers. I was terrified to be left in the car with this little bundle why my husband quickly went in the store to make…
10 years ago, Princess was born!
…laughing with her Mommy, picking on her siblings and riding her bike. This birthday she hopes to get her own e-mail. I’m thinking it will save me money in postage. She also got a sporty new mountain bike! It is magenta (not like light pink which she abhors). I can’t imagine my life without her! She truly has been such a God-send to our family! Welcome to the double digits – Princess! You are now 10! Happy Birthday! Blessings to you! You are loved!…
American Girl Doll Fun
…nes, movies and of course the dolls. My eldest daughter wanted one for her birthday last year. Molly! Her very very very good friend’s family (Grandma, Aunt, Mom and I think the other Grandma) went in and bought her Molly for her birthday. I can’t tell you how blessed my daughter was when she got her in the mail. I was in tears as well. When someone would bless my daughters – they bless me as well. Now another friend told me about a program that o…
Deceitful December and an OPEN APOLOGY
…y if it is wrapped in front of me – and out of my grasp. (Christmas and my birthday are both in this horrible month – thus torture.) When I was in high school – my family played the most despicable trick on me. (I had been known to unwrap the gift and wrap it back. Even as I typed that I remember the joy of not being caught as I pretended I was an undercover investigator. {That is my secret vocation: aka Motherhood.}) The despicable trick you ask?…
