Holy cow, I'm TIRED!!!! Midnight movies and Amy apparently no longer get along.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Today
Ellie: 0 for 2
Lindy: 1 for 2
Mom: 2 for 2
I guess 50% isn't necessarily a bad day. But I don't know that it's a good day either.
Posted by Amy Jones at 5:26 PM 6 comments
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Life Is Good
Okay, I have to admit that there's one good thing about the weather getting colder. I can stash chocolate and Diet Coke in my van for those emergency cravings. The chocolate won't melt and the coke will still be cold and refreshing. Love it.
Posted by Amy Jones at 10:43 AM 13 comments
Monday, November 10, 2008
Art Projects
Lindy's new favorite thing is doing "art projects". I keep finding the most random assortment of household items put together in creative ways. Todays' examples:


Posted by Amy Jones at 9:16 PM 5 comments
Should I?
This is one of those posts that will, undoubtedly, provide endless moments of embarrassment for my daughter. But, I can't help it.
While getting ready for school this morning I ran across a rare form of reluctance from Lindy. She did NOT want to change her underwear. When asked why, she simply told me that she liked them the best. (I might have believed her if it hadn't been for the fact that they were plain white and she had another pair exactly like them.) After I told her that she'd just have to change them she suddenly got a little more desperate. She said that she'd change them if we all left the room. By that point my super-mom powers had kicked in and I could tell she was trying to hide something. I wasn't, however, prepared for what ensued.
Upon pulling down her drawers a deluge of gum fell out onto the carpet. From the look of the wrappers I could tell they'd been in there for some time. As it turns out it was the whole night. As I went to take them away she cried, "You can't have them...uh...I tooted on them!!!". If she thought that little tidbit of information would convince me to hand them over she was sorely mistaken. Into the garbage they went. For my part in keeping my child safe from all things disgusting I was treated with several minutes of wailing.
Wow.
Posted by Amy Jones at 9:47 AM 3 comments
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