An old favorite of mine! (August 2008)

I am finding blogging to be quite the little joy in my life. This weekend is what I like to call "normal". Now please understand, my normal is other peoples "crazy". As everyone knows, it was my 35th birthday. Yes, I know... but if I hear one more 98 year old person tell me I am a spring chicken, I'm gonna knock their walker out from under them and pinch the tube to their oxygen. What the hell is a spring chicken anyways? Okay, so we get the day and evening done with and at about 8:00 on Friday night, the girls get their second wind. We usually play hide and seek, or scavenger hunt, something like that to wind down. That night.... hide and seek it was! Bryanna... easy to find behind the entertainment center. Lauren... little bit more creative, under the pillows on the bed... blended right in. Rylie.... ummm. Rylie? Oh crap, we lost Rylie.....again. Usually, she is the easiest. She gets a little too excited and giggles her way to being found. The girls and I looked everywhere. Under, over, in between... I was getting a little worried that she had snuck outside, but I wasn't convinced. So we continued on. I don't know what made me realize this, but after going through the kitchen a few hundred times, I realized my birthday cake was missing. Yeah, you know where I'm going with this don't you.... okay, so now Rylie AND the cake are missing, and I still can't figure out where the heck she was. Normally my room is off limits because Eric was asleep for the night to get up early for work. It's never been an issue before and I was certain she had just really found an amazing spot to hide. After realizing the cake was also in on the game, I went to my room, opened the closet and found Rylie with most of the cake eaten and the rest of it destroyed. She didn't even look surprised, she was so excited for me.... "MOMMY! Good job! You found me!" She picked up the cake, walked it back into the kitchen ever so sweetly, wiped her mouth upwards, pushed back her hair (I figured out the whole food on the forehead thing)and was ready for another round. I was trying very hard not to laugh at the sight of Bryanna and Lauren's faces when they figured out what was going on. They stomped in the kitchen with their imaginary riot gear ready to attack. They were fuming that she mangled the cake and they only got one piece each. It turned into a bit of a shouting match between Bryanna and Lauren ganging up on Rylie.I couldn't make out quite all of the insults, but Lauren was fit to be tied. You just don't mess with food when it comes to Lauren. The girls were pointing their fingers at Rylie and telling her how mean she was to do this to mom's cake (yeah! I'm sure they were REALLY concerned about me more than the fact there was only half a cake left that looked like potting soil) Well, here we go.... Rylie finally put her hand up, and yelled, "IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOU DIDN'T WANT THE CAKE TO HIDE WITH YOU"!!!
And scene..........

So COOL I border on chilly! hee hee...

When you have children, you morph into this really "cool" parent that really isn't that cool at all. If you have read any of my writings you will understand that my warped sense of humor is magnified by 3! Life for me has taken so many turns in the last couple of months that it is difficult to know whether I should sit and laugh or bury my face in my hands and cry. Well, the crying option really isn't an option, so let's just toss that one out the finger printed window! Let's go back for a minute.... I AM SOOOO COOL! And why is it 'uncool' to say the word 'cool'?? I am confused. I guess it could be like my mother saying 'groovy' but naw, not really! I'm still cool! I want to get a shirt to wear that says, "I am Bryanna, Lauren and Rylie's COOL MOM"! I can wear it everyday when I drop them off and pick them up at school.

Bryanna is starting Junior High this year. I am getting instructions little by little about what I am allowed to do and what is a definite 'NO-NO'. What this child, that has been around me for 12 years now, doesn't remember (and why is that anyway) is that she is giving me the best ammunition EVER! I am in fact taking notes on her instructions (you know where this is going right?) very carefully. I am dotting every little eye with a "roll", and crossing every 'T' with my fingers behind my back while nodding my head up and down.

I thank God everyday that my girls have my sense of humor. The crazy, warped, fall down laughing before someone else laughs at you sense of humor! The insanity they bring to my life is the most loving affection a mother could ask for! That, and a sticky watermelon flavored kiss!! Mwah!

A different kind of entry

Writing about real time is proving to be a bit difficult. I find myself squinting at the screen hoping my brain will gag some words out! My blogs are always about the girls and how they make me insane. Sometimes you will read about how I drive them insane (which I choose to leave out most of the time). I write about the funny things because sometime writing about the not so funny things makes the smile fall right off my face. Every now and again, and sometimes, more often than I care to admit, life offers up a new challenge that you neither want nor ordered. I've always tried to find laughter within the tears. I've managed a smile or two before the frown starts to form. And I, like most, put my hands together and pray that my new challenges will be accompanied by the angels that watch over me and the girls. Today is a different kind of blog. It's writing that I love to do, and so every now and again, one of these slippery little suckers will find its way to my page. My girls are the reason I find new things to smile about, they only know how to love me... and I happen to think that is the most wonderful feeling in the world!!!

Grumpy Mommy is not so funny

Do we ever grow up? I don't want to! I want to be silly and fun forever! I see these little grumpy old people with their scowls on their faces. I want to go up to them and squeeze their wrinkly cheeks and tell them to 'smile'. I don't want to be grumpy when I am old, and you know what??? My girls said I was grumpy!!! AHHHH!!! Me?? Grumpy?? Seriously?? I admit, I had an "off " kind of day, but grumpy? Geez!! Bryanna told me to go take a nap, and Lauren wanted me to go sit and reflect ,and Rylie... well, Rylie was hoping I would still say 'yes' to her having a Popsicle (priorities!) so she informed me that I WAS NOT grumpy, that her sisters were just being very mean to me! I love that she is always on my side... even if I have to give into a Popsicle or two. Such a short entry today. Why you ask.... because 'grumpy' doesn't make for funny writing. Now.. If I had walked into a closed sliding glass door while being grumpy, that would be funny. But, I haven't done that in at least a month! Whew!!

** NOTE: Please do not attempt to squeeze my cheeks and tell me to smile. I may bite off a finger! Hehehe!

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Welcome to my insanity!! Thanks for stopping by! I hope that you enjoy these chaos filled blogs as much as I do. I think you will find them familiar and "normal"! Laughter is one of the most precious gifts you can share with your children.... It's even more precious when you can point and laugh AT them while trying NOT to pee yourself! Hmmm.... geez... I'm not the only one that thinks like that am I?!?!?! HAPPY READING!

Krazy Karcher Dinner Nights....

Some days it's a pizza kinda day. Some days its a breakfast for dinner kinda day. And even some days..... I am the coolest mom in the world and I let them eat whatever they can make themselves, as long as they make enough for everyone else! Bryanna makes pasta and sauce, Lauren makes scrambled eggs and Rylie makes PB&J! We sit at the dinner table and soak in the compliments of one another as we enjoy each others dinner. It's the most smiley kinda dinner when Lauren tells Rylie that she has never tasted a better sandwich, or how Rylie 'mmmmm's and wows' about the scrambled eggs from Lauren while asking, "What did you put in this"? Bryanna's Pasta is delicious and makes the girls slurp (ugh) the sauce right off of the spoon.

In my life, there are so many moments that I can remember allot of special things. These are the moments I want my girls to remember. Maybe every so often they will say that Mom cooked the best Chicken Parmesan, or Burros Enchilada Style and Tacos. Perhaps when they think about dinner time, they will remember that it wasn't about a dinner with matching plates, or saying grace... dinner as a family IS our grace. My precious memories are mine.... I hope you make yours! Tonight so happens to be a Pizza and Wings Night... and Yay! I love to cook, but sometimes I think the girls want to feel like lazy little kids without chores! Tonight is just that kind of night!

A few things I love...

I love that my girls are silly. I love that they love to play. I love that life isn't always easy. I love that we dance in the rain. I love to see the lightning. I love hear the the thunder. I love to count the colors in a rainbow. I love that I can laugh. I love that my girls do too. I love that family is everything. I love that they love me too. I love so much it hurts sometimes. I love that I can cry. I love that smiles are overflowing. I love that chaos counts for living. I love that my house is fun. I love that my girls are ticklish. I love that they laugh out loud. I love that I am their Mommy. I LOVE that I am their MOMMY!! I love hugs. I love kisses. I love drawings of the trees. I love hand prints in plaster. I love when they say they need me. I love that I am always there. I love that they were meant to be mine. I love that they are compassionate. I love that I am their Mommy and I love that they are my girls!!!