Of course this would happen on a Sunday, which by the way is the only morning that I have to get three kids out the door all by myself. I guess life just works that way, or at least two year olds do. H
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Well, at least he's self sufficient. Making breakfast for himself and all......
Heather, I find myself wishing YOU were going to Rick Warren's super secret conference. I can imagine you getting pictures of the green room, with Rick pouring his morning coffee everywhere, and Mark Driscoll and Mark Batterson bowling in their socks down the back hall. Can you imagine that conference done from a mom-blog perspective? With headings like "Boys will be boys..." and "Purpose-Drive Family Night #635". Just daydreaming!
My 2 y.o. did that today w/ a 3 lb. can of cocktail peanuts. I was secretly wishing for a big dog to clean it up for me. I couldn't very well let my 5 lb. Pomeranian eat them all...irresponsible dog owner
Marla is SO right - Heather you are the natural choice for a fresh blogger perspective. What a hoot you didn't clean up - you did get the picture and then post - yes ma'am. He'll make a mess again you know!
Feeling your pain...three boys....oldest is five year old...pastor's wife (out the door by myself; trying to look cool, calm and collected)...the devil strikes my house on Saturday nights and Sunday mornings LOL.
feelin it ...... our boys love Sundays because thats the only morning I dont care what they grab from the pantry! Usually Pop Tarts are pretty famous plus the donuts with student ministry and then leftover cake from somewhere in the church....I give up :)
What's better, faster, and more loveable than a swiffer? A dog. That's the thing I love most about having my 2 dogs and 3 kids. They can hear a single Cheerio hit the floor from a mile away, before I have a chance to get it picked up, it's gone.
Wise investment my friend.
I'm convinced there's a vortex between our bottom stair and the garage door...or maybe it is just having a two-year-old. The other day mine started chucking chunks of granola bar at me in the car because I wouldn't endanger our lives to reach back and take it from him...read about it here...http://users.sandalsgroups.com/wendykimbirk/listenerprofile.php?blogdo=view&id=2479
Well, at least he's self sufficient. Making breakfast for himself and all......
Posted by: Tracie | May 19, 2008 at 01:28 PM
i have to tell you these posts about Losaiah are scaring me. is my sweet little Cooper going to be like that in a year and a half? :>)
Posted by: amanda | May 19, 2008 at 02:05 PM
You know you are a true blogger, when you grab your camera before cleaning up the mess, even when you are now running late :)
Posted by: JanMary, N Ireland | May 19, 2008 at 02:20 PM
Oh man...I just love him! I miss him so much!
Posted by: Robin | May 19, 2008 at 02:27 PM
I love his expression, like "Yes? Your point?"
Posted by: Amy Storms | May 19, 2008 at 02:52 PM
Ah a reminder of why one is good enough for now ; )
Posted by: Amy I | May 19, 2008 at 03:15 PM
You're right. Sundays have some sort of gravitational pull towards disasters!!!! Feelin' for ya!
Posted by: Chelle | May 19, 2008 at 04:20 PM
He is so amazingly cute!
Posted by: carole turner | May 19, 2008 at 04:33 PM
Now if you had a dog, cleanup would be a snap!
xo
LBC
Posted by: Ladybug Crossing | May 19, 2008 at 05:27 PM
Heather, I find myself wishing YOU were going to Rick Warren's super secret conference. I can imagine you getting pictures of the green room, with Rick pouring his morning coffee everywhere, and Mark Driscoll and Mark Batterson bowling in their socks down the back hall. Can you imagine that conference done from a mom-blog perspective? With headings like "Boys will be boys..." and "Purpose-Drive Family Night #635". Just daydreaming!
Posted by: Marla Saunders | May 19, 2008 at 05:28 PM
My 2 y.o. did that today w/ a 3 lb. can of cocktail peanuts. I was secretly wishing for a big dog to clean it up for me. I couldn't very well let my 5 lb. Pomeranian eat them all...irresponsible dog owner
Posted by: Mandy | May 19, 2008 at 07:32 PM
Marla is SO right - Heather you are the natural choice for a fresh blogger perspective. What a hoot you didn't clean up - you did get the picture and then post - yes ma'am. He'll make a mess again you know!
Posted by: Linda Sue | May 19, 2008 at 07:34 PM
But look how cute he is!!!!!!
Posted by: Deneen | May 19, 2008 at 07:56 PM
Feeling your pain...three boys....oldest is five year old...pastor's wife (out the door by myself; trying to look cool, calm and collected)...the devil strikes my house on Saturday nights and Sunday mornings LOL.
Posted by: joy | May 19, 2008 at 09:35 PM
cute, cute! :)
Posted by: ~abi~ | May 19, 2008 at 09:36 PM
feelin it ...... our boys love Sundays because thats the only morning I dont care what they grab from the pantry! Usually Pop Tarts are pretty famous plus the donuts with student ministry and then leftover cake from somewhere in the church....I give up :)
Posted by: jen | May 19, 2008 at 10:11 PM
What's better, faster, and more loveable than a swiffer? A dog. That's the thing I love most about having my 2 dogs and 3 kids. They can hear a single Cheerio hit the floor from a mile away, before I have a chance to get it picked up, it's gone.
Wise investment my friend.
Posted by: Rachel | May 20, 2008 at 05:44 AM
I LOVE the look on his face!! LOL He looks like he's thinking, "WHAT?!" hahaha
Posted by: Renee Garcia | May 20, 2008 at 12:52 PM
I'm convinced there's a vortex between our bottom stair and the garage door...or maybe it is just having a two-year-old. The other day mine started chucking chunks of granola bar at me in the car because I wouldn't endanger our lives to reach back and take it from him...read about it here...http://users.sandalsgroups.com/wendykimbirk/listenerprofile.php?blogdo=view&id=2479
Posted by: Wendy K | May 22, 2008 at 03:15 PM