Favorite Quotes

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  • "I'm so busy.... I don't know if I found a rope... or lost my donkey! - Unknown"
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Thursday, April 22, 2010


Carlie told Bob the other day that she watched a movie at school that was SO scary that it scared her pants off. Bob says "Really?!?!? Your pants came off at school?"

Carlie rolled her eyes at him and said "Not LITERALLY, Dad. Sheesh!!!"

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

How Do You Catch A Squirrel?

You climb up in a tree and act like a nut!!! The little girls had to be "nuts" for their spring concert today.

One of those wild days today. I was running late this morning. I threw on a soft dress and headed out. As I got in the car I noticed that I hadn't shaved my legs!!! Sooo...I stopped at a convience store to buy a pop and some razors, and I dry shaved my legs in the parking lot. This of course gave me a horrible case of razor burn on my legs.

At lunch I made a run to Kohls to pick Madi and Carlie some clothes up so they could be "nuts" for their music program tonight. Do you know how hard it is to find a yellow, green or brown shirt with nothing written on it!!!

So I got that done. Rushed home to get the kids ready for the concert. We just got sat down at the concert, and our cell phone rang. Frank had gotten hurt on the trampoline. Granny and Papaw took him to the ER. They don't think he's seriously hurt, but are taking xrays of his sternum just in case. Still waiting to hear if he's okay. Here are some pictures of the nuts.

They just called and said he has a bruised sterum.

Saturday, April 17, 2010


We had a great Easter at our house with Granny and Papaw. They went to our wild new Church with us. Then they came to our house and actually let ME cook Easter Dinner!!! And it turned out okay too!!!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Not the Burning Bush...the Moving Bush

I got this lilac bush as a tiny sprout from the lilac bushes in my Mom's yard. She got her bushes when the neighbor lady dug up her lilac bush and was going to haul it off.

So I got the sprout when I was pregnant with Carlie. I moved it from Madison, KS and planted it in my home in Cleveland, OK. Then two years later when we moved to a rental house in Wichita, KS I dug it up and took it with me and planted it there. THEN a year later, when we bought our house in Towanda, KS I dug it up yet again.

So now it is 7 years old....same age as Carlie....has lived at four different houses in two different states. And for the first time this year it bloomed. Now that is survival!!!!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Dirty Feet

If the amount of dirt on a kid's feet is an indicator of how much fun they are having, my kids are having a fabulous Spring!!!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

What Would You Say?

What would you say? How would you treat me? If I told you that my son was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer. My 11 year son. My oldest. My only boy. And I had talked to professionals....more than one of them. And they told me that after a few years of extensive and painful treatment, we'd know if he was going to live. And that the chance of that happening was about 30%.

What would you say? Would you hug me? Would you be understanding if I cried? Would you understand if I was distracted at work? Would you understand if I needed to take more time off from work than normal to go to doctor's appointments and such? Would you offer me support? Would you bring me food and offer to clean my house and understand if all I wanted to do was spend a day in bed? Would you let your kids come play at my house and play with my sick child?

You would probably do all those things and more. Because it's okay to have a child who is physically ill.

But MY child is not physically ill...he's mentally ill. And there's a stygma that goes with that. It's not to be discussed, because he MIGHT be in that 30% that's okay and we don't want him labeled. If my son was mentally ill, you'd secretly wonder if it had something to do with our parenting. You think of about a dozen things you'd have done differently that might have "worked". You'd doubt the statistics given out by professionals and claim there probably wasn't much wrong with him other than "being a boy". You probably wouldn't want your kids to play at my house or play with my son. You might not understand my grief...because his life is not in danger. You wouldn't understand the support that I needed....because I wouldn't tell you my son is ill. And even if you knew, you'd look at his handsome smiling face and think that perhaps "I" was the one who had a mental illness, because not only does he look normal....he's beautiful and smart and charming. I'm the one who looks stressed, tired and frazzled, not him.

If I told you that my son had a serious mental illness..... What would you do? What would say?

Friday, April 2, 2010

Home Made Donuts


Take a can of canned biscuits.
Punch a hole in the middle of the biscuit with your finger
Fry in a deep fryer
Take out and apply icing while still hot
Add sprinkles and decorations
Eat until you can't move.

They had an assembly line going. Notice that Madi is at the end of the assembly line doing the eating part.

When they had ate their fill for breakfast, Papaw said "Well I guess I'd better go make myself presentable." Libby looks up and says "Oh, you mean you're gonna go poop?" I swear she's a blonde in disguise!!!

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