the dogs

Michael was singing Who Let the Dogs Out? the other day. Nina approached him and asked seriously, "Who did let the dogs out?"

How Nina rolls down on the farm

Nina's preschool class visited Six Middleton asparagus farm this week. I told her she couldn't wear a dress-had to wear pants. She relented, but decided she'd have to glam up the look somehow. After she completed the look, she asked, "Do I look like a farm girl?"



and then she did a pose down for me ...



scars and babies

I was sunning myself a bit in the backyard. Audrey says, "I can see your scars from your surgery." Then she adds nonchalantly, "And I know where babies come out of, but it's not appropriate," and she skips away.

So many reasons to love motherhood

Michael asked if I'd like something special for breakfast on Mother's Day. "I'd like to sleep in and have french toast in bed."


At 6:00 a.m., Nina's hot, stinky little-kid-with-8-metal-caps-on-her-teeth breath was on my face and she's pleading, "Wheeeennnn are you getting uuuupppp?"

Same thing at 6:10, 6:20, 6:45 and 7:00. At 7:15, the team couldn't wait any longer and they burst into the room. Nina shouted happily, "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Nina's card (made this morning) read, "Mom I love you. I don't like bad guys. They're mean. Nina." Touching, huh?

Audrey was a little softer in her card, noting that I'm "kind." Awwww!

Then came gift time. You'll recall the fantasticly versatile zebra print snuggie I got for my birthday... so I was anxious to see what they chose this time. (drum roll please)... TINKERBELL pajama bottoms!

Michael, however, scored big points with the new Tina Fey and Rob Lowe books.

Then I was treated to my favorite breakfast, while wearing a crown. Oh, and Audrey also put a portable mirror in front of me so I could watch myself eat. How nice!

And that, my friends, was my great morning.

boogers and bathrooms

I was going to the bathroom and Nina says through the door, "Mom! I got lots of boogers out. You wanna see one?"

I replied, "No."

She sneaks open the door a bit and shoves her little arm through, crumpled tissue in hand and, of course, a tiny booger. "See, it's little."

"Awesome," I said.

it's the little things

Audrey says to Michael, "I love Mrs. Holom. She's so nice. She's always bending down."

(Mrs. Holom is her kindergarten teacher)

Nina didn't get the Sympathy Award

My in-laws recently had to put their beloved cat to sleep. It's been a big topic of discussion in our household. Nina's even offered our cat, Fredo, to them.

During Mike & Lynne's visit this weekend, the girls started the usual car/dinner game of "raise your hand if..."

"Raise your hand if you're 5." Audrey raises her hand.

"Raise your hand if you have a sister." All 3 girls raise their hand.

"Raise your hand if you love your mom." Everyone raises their hand.

Nina then says, "Raise your hand if you have a dead cat." Mike & Lynne slowly raise their hands (bless them).