Christmas Picture Overload

The chaos & carnage is over....Enjoy!

Stating the Obvious

Logan and I were driving to the store when he piped up from the backseat.

"Hey Mommy, I love cookies."

We Wish You a Merry Christmas

and a Happy New Years........

We'll be on the road for a few days...update and pics of Christmas when we return.

Sage Words of Wisdom

Logan has been very sick and in turn very cranky. After a little meltdown this morning Emma looked at him and said:
"Logan you need to calm down. Not every day can be perfect. But tomorrow might be better."

The Age of Technology Part 2

The reason you haven't seen any pictures since the day of the 1st snowstorm is that nowadays they make cameras small enough to fit easily into a jacket pocket. And said jacket was dirty and wet enough after playing in the snow to warrant a washing. And said camera went undetected all the way into the rinse cycle before it was remembered. Please be kind with your comments.

The Age of Technology

Emma was out of school all last week because of a bad cold. We were talking about her going back to school tomorrow if she was feeling up to it and she said, "I can't wait to see my boyfriend Jayden."
Adam responded, "I told you if Jayden wants to be your boyfriend he needs to talk to me about it first."
To which Emma replied,"You can send him an email."

It's a Blizzard

We ventured outside today for about 45 minutes and braved the snow. In true reflections of their personalities, Emma ran around like a crazed lunatic and Logan stood in the same place the entire time. About every 30 seconds he said, "All done. L.J. inside now please." I'm pretty sure he takes after his mother in that aspect.

Oh Christmas Tree 2007

Seriously??????

I think I'll let someone else tell Emma that she can't have her Xanax tonight. And I'll have to hide the car keys too.

He Needs Some Testosterone in This House

Dear Daddy,

Please come home quickly. These girls keep dressing me up in princess clothes. I pretend that I like it because I don't want to hurt their feelings but I can't take it anymore. Please hurry!

Love, Logan

Something I Thought Would Never Come Out of My Mouth

"Logan would you please stop using your sister's naked butt as a drum."

He Tries So Hard

A conversation with Logan at 7:30 last night went something like this:

Logan: Momma I have candy?
Me: Sorry buddy it's too close to bedtime.
Logan: Momma I have hollipop?
Me: No Logan.
Logan: Momma I have candy hollipop plllllleeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssseeeeee?

Well since you asked nicely I'll get the leftover Halloween candy and let you have a go of it.

It Sure Looks Pretty But I Hate It Nevertheless

The frozen tundra of winter is upon us. All of the little berries on the tree outside of our apartment were caked with ice this morning which made for a pretty picture.

I dread the arrival of winter. I hate the snow and ice. I hate always feeling cold. I hate the funk that takes over my body until the crocuses pop up in the spring. I especially hate the $400 we shell out a month on electricity to heat a 900 square foot apartment that is built on a concrete slab. If there were no children or husband to take care of, I'm pretty sure I would crawl under the covers of my electric blanket and hibernate like a fat bear.

Always Grateful

As I was tucking Logan into bed last night he looked up at me and said, "Thank You for Tuck, Tuck, Tuck my friend."

I love this kid. He's such a sweetie when he's not biting and hitting.

School Picture 2007

It came out much better than last year's picture where she looked like someone was stabbing hot pokers into her kneecaps. Although she did insist on wearing the hideous butterfly necklace.

A Messy Combination

Yogurt, Cocoa Krispies and a bit of a runny nose do not make for a very clean boy. By the end of the meal he had chocolaty, strawberry snottiness up to his forehead. And he still made it look cute.

Trying Desperately to Get Into the Big Guy's Good Graces

A song to Santa by Emma McKenley Snow:

I love you, oh Santa, yes I do
You are so kind to me
You jingle your reindeer (?)
and bring me my presents
I'll leave you 2 cookies and I'll eat some too
I love you, oh Santa, so much
Thanks for being Santa
I'll leave you gingerbread cookies.

Sung to the beat of the drum while Logan accompanied her on piano.

We're Fitting Her For the Chastity Belt Tomorrow

Emma told me tonight while we were getting ready for a bath:

"I like being naked. It makes me feel powerful."

We're going to be keeping her away from shiny poles and dollar bills for the next 30 years or so.