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today, is my precious Princess’s 2nd Birthday.

it’s a bit of a buzz kill, because daddy’s at work, and both sets of grandparents apparently forgot… but i didn’t. i’ve been thinking about this day for months. i can’t seem to stop looking at my beautiful little girl and wonder how i managed to create such an amazing little person. never have i seen another human being so full of life. if energy could be captured and given a face, it would look just like my daughter. everything she does is full of energy and life. she smiles huge, she cries huge. she loves big and she hates big.

she has brought so much joy into our family, imagining life without her feels quiet, cold, and empty. she has taught us all to love just a little more, to be happy just a little more. life with her is amazing and beautiful every single day.

Happy Birthday, my precious Mooky-Mooks. Mama loves you so much.

[if you want to here the whole detailed birth story, by my guest. just click HERE]

here i am in labor at the hospital, July 24th at about 9 in the morning. i had her around 2 in the afternoon.

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in the face of unavoidable disaster, there’s not much to be done. i can’t change anything. i kind of feel like i’m going numb from the inside out as things pile on and get consecutively worse. i find myself forcing my sights on the things that make me happy to take my mind off things. snuggling on the couch with my little girl, chatting with my son, and getting comforting hugs from my husband.

things have gotten to the point where i just don’t want to talk about them anymore. everyday the news gets worse, and i just want to sit on the couch and stare at the ceiling until it’s all over. but i can’t. i won’t.

in the face of disaster, i’m going to share something with you that made me smile.

this is my dog Abby. she’s a sweet dog. she’s my second child, really. my daughter is my third. Abby has been a loyal companion over the last 6 years- she comes when i call her, sits when i say sit, lies down when i say down, and gives me the best doggy kisses ever when i need a hug. she also jumps to catch a frisbee mid-air and barks at us when we raise our voices at each other. she’s smart, cute, and full of life and light.

here she is: Half Pembroke Welsh Corgie Half Australian Cattle Dog, and All Heart

she’s pretty awesome.  my daughter likes to sit in my lap while i’m in my rocking chair, and stick her toes out at the dog. she says “Ab-eeee! Toes! Ab-eeee! Toes!” and the dog will come over and lick my daughter’s toes, making her giggle and squirm. it’s really cute.

today, a commercial for Chick-fil-a came on the television.

can you see where this is going yet?

yeah, she was sitting in my lap watching television when this lovely animal comes on the screen:

do you see the resemblance? my daughter did. as soon as she saw this cow, she said “look! mom?mom? look! ABBY!”

silly girl.

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sometimes, i just don’t understand why kids do things. every mom has a moment like that… you know, when you go into the kitchen, and your kid is drawing pictures in the flour they’ve spilled on the floor, or you walk into the bathroom to find they’ve completely mummified themselves in toilet paper. moments like that just make me wonder what the hell could be going through their minds that they thought it was a good idea. sure, it sounds like fun… but after at least 2-3 years of discipline, you’d think they’d have figured out by now that things like that will get them in trouble.

a couple days ago, my son finally saved up enough to get his Wii. my husband and i got the games to go with it, since he did such a good job saving. yesterday was fun; we played Super Mario Wii, Super Mario Galaxy, and all the sports games that came with it. today was going to be a repeat of yesterday, since the heat advisory is up to 110 and going outside just isn’t a good idea.

first, i had to return a movie to our local Redbox. while i was there, i figured i’d get my daughter a cheap box of crayons and notebook to color in while my son and i are playing video games. after all, it’s not really fair to her that she can’t play. she loves to color, and since all our coloring supplies are packed away, i figured 8 crayons and a cheap notebook were okay to get.

she is utterly enamored with her shiny, clean new crayons and whole notebook full of blank paper.

before i turned on the video game, i decided to check my e-mail. my son was showing my daughter the ropes of coloring in a notebook, and they looked like they were having fun.

next thing i know, i hear *snap*. by the second *snap* i walk over to the table to investigate.

my son, my 7-almost-8 year old son is snapping my daughter’s brand new crayons in half with a big goofy grin on his face. “look E!” *snap*.

WTF is he thinking??????

a lecture, lots of duct tape, two ruined brand new crayons later, and we aren’t going to be playing the Wii any time soon.

no, it’s not the fact that he ruined 2 crayons… those are easy enough to replace. it’s the whole concept. he thought it was okay to break his sister’s new toys. i just don’t get it.

hopefully, he’s learned his lesson.

i suppose i’ll just have to find something to clean today, instead of playing Mario Galaxy.

teaching children valuable life lessons sometimes kinda sucks.

ETA: later on, when i asked him why he did that he said “i just wanted to make two so i could play with her.” those kids are never wrong, are they? he’s got such a good heart. i’ve given him strict instructions to ask me before doing anything like that ever again. he will also be buying his sister new crayons with his chore money. after 2 hours of suspension i’ve lifted the ban, and he’s playing Super Mario Wii right now.

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this article’s been circulating throughout Facebook for a couple years now, and i’m finally getting around to posting it. it does a good job of spelling out a SAHM’s job description in a small article… i feel there is definitely much more to it, but i’ll let you be the judge.

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