Saturday, November 28, 2009

Happy Birthday Nana!

From far away, we hope you can hear our laughter, see our smiles, and feel what's in our hearts.



And know that we are wishing you the best 39th birthday you've ever had (even better than last year. . . or the year before . . . or the year before . . . or the year before. . . )!!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Something Different

Can you believe I took this picture this past weekend? I STILL have hydrangea's in the yard.


The tree leaves have fallen and turned from their rich fall colors to a nice shade of brown, so this makes me happy to see a little splash of color still out there.

Have a happy Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

My Favorite People

My favorite people are the ones that make me smile.


Throughout the day.


My favorite people are the ones I never tire of watching.


I suppose the fact that I helped create them plays a big role in this. But really, they created me. I'm so thankful and blessed to have these little munchkins in my life!

Sunday, November 22, 2009


Bath night is always fun night.


After baths, they get to lay in Momma and Daddy's bed and play.


Then it's off to bed to dream sweet dreams.


Just so we can all get up and do it again!

Love, love, LOVE these babies!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Why I'm a Morning Person

Do you REALLY need me to explain it?


Have a wonderful weekend!

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Where For Art Thou, P?


Oh "P", Oh "P",
What's happened to you?
Are you hiding somewhere?
Are you stuffed in a shoe?

Are you under the fridge,
All alone and cold?
Did you leave in the night?
Tired of snotty hands that hold?

Are you out to sea?
Did you climb a tree?
Oh where can you be?
Our dear little "P."

Are you shoved in a drawer?
Are you under the sink?
Perhaps down the toilet
Where everything stinks?

We miss you "P".
It's just not the same.
Without you here,
This alphabet's lame.

Please do come back.
You're missed through and through.
Please fill your spot here
Between the "O" and the "Q."

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

P-Dub in 'da House

Yes, I went.

Yes, I saw her.

And listened to her talk . . . and she was fabulous.

And watched her punks duke-it-out on stage.


And watched her Marlboro Man try to sternly discipline them while politely signing pictures of his derriere.


And I saw the women swoon and ogle up at him with their hopeful eyes.


And I saw women swoon and ogle over Ree too, but in a very different way.


And I saw Ree on stage, perfectly composed, signing books and smiling all the while.

And I got my book signed at exactly 11:15pm. . . evidently that's what time #523 gets to have their book signed.

And I got to tell her that I loved her blog - and my husband loved her (even though he has no idea who Pioneer Woman is) because I cook her recipes occasionally now.

And I didn't tell her that she was my Internet Crush. . . But I thought about it.

And I didn't tell her that I was completely star struck by a blog-writing, homeschooling, picture-taking, good-food-cooking housewife from Oklahoma. . . But I thought about it.

And I didn't tell her that even though I know Charlie stinks to high-heaven on most days, I still want to wrap his droopy ears under his chin and rub noses with him. . . But I thought about it.

And I didn't tell her that her little punk asked me if I wanted him to sign my book because he was featured on page 6. And I didn't tell her I got a giggle out of that because I was thinking about the NY Post Page Six and thinking the LAST thing she would probably want is one of her punks featured on Page Six. . . But I thought about it.


And I didn't tell her that I'm completely inspired by her photography. . . But I thought about it.

And I didn't tell her that I've learned so much from her little blog over this past year that I just simply can't put it into words. . . But I thought about it.

And I didn't tell her that I tried to get my own picture of Marlboro Man's derriere, but without those chaps, I just couldn't do it justice . . . Didn't EVEN think about telling her that one.


BUT . . . I did thank her for coming to Kansas City.

And putting up with all us crazy women-folk who follow her fabulous country life.

And for sticking it out until the end - so # 523 could get her book signed, and get a picture with her.


And I walked away happy. Happy that I got to meet the fabulous Pioneer Woman. Happy that she's had so much success with this wonderful little cookbook. Happy to have sat in a room full of people who all felt the same way.

P-Dub, please keep doing what you do.


Oh, and I love you more-n-my luggage too!!

Monday, November 16, 2009

I ♥ Faces Challenge: Autumn Beauty

My first thought was to put a picture of my daughter into this catagory, but she's been such a little stinker about having her picture taken lately that I haven't captured a decent picture of her in all her fall splendor. This is a picture of my son - captured a few weeks ago when the fallen leaves were still vibrant yellow. I don't know that I would call him a "Autumn Beauty" , but perhaps "Autumn Handsome" would work too?


Fallen leaves make nice bokeh, don't ya think? To see more Autumn photos, head on over to I Faces.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Monday Night Football

OK, forget the football. I don't do football. I don't really do feet either, but I do play a mean game of yard ball with my two year old. When I think of Monday Night, this is what usually comes to mind. BUT, instead of watching my husband in his chair yelling expletives at the television tomorrow, here's what I'll be doing . . . . . .


So Excited! P-Dub, here I come!!

See my ticket number? Number 523 - yep, that's me. I'll be the 523rd person in line to have little Mrs. Drummond here sign my book. Is it too much to ask her to write "To Marla, Love Ya More-N-My Luggage" You P-Dub fans out there will know that saying.

If you haven't checked out this lovely little blog, I highly encourage it. Oh wait, I mean DISCOURAGE it - I really don't need anyone else out there to compete against me for one of her mixers, cameras, or pots-n-pans giveaways.

Just google Pioneer Woman ( and enjoy!

Saturday, November 14, 2009


The smell of a distant neighbor's wood fire.

The sound of the crackle of the leaves.

The feel of the leaves underfoot on the hard, cool ground.

The sight of day light fading faster than we wish.

The taste of the crispness in the air.


The sense that winter is fast approaching, so we better enjoy this while we can.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Noodle Head

Nora Noodle, Betty Spaghetti, Linda Linguine, Penny Penne . . . . need I go on?


I know it's a little silly to give a 17 month old child linguine noodles. She makes a crazy mess (as she does with most meals), but she really enjoys herself. How these noodles ended up on her head, I'm not really sure, but I couldn't resist snapping her picture.


Have a great weekend!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

It's No Lightsaber

Much to his dismay, these are not lightsabers.

Poor little guy has to settle for dual forks.


And until he goes through his Jedi knight training, these forks will just have to do.


He keeps finding Dirck's Star Wars DVD and bringing it to us saying "I want to watch THIS movie." Dirck keeps telling him he has to be 4 before he can watch Star Wars (jokingly - on a side note, also the same age Dirck tells him he has to be to drink any of Daddy's beer), so now when you ask him how old he is, he says, "I'm 4. I'm am. Yes, I'm am 4."

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Curious Things

I'm here to tell you. . . .


Toes are curious things.

I'm also here to tell you . . .


My baby's toes here are the cutest little curious things.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

What He Does

It's just his thing.

It's what he does.

What can I say? He likes cars. And trucks. And tractors. And construction vehicles. Basically, anything with wheels.


He's in his own little world. No cartoon or even yelling in his ear will get his attention at this point.


That's OK. I'm content to just sit back and watch him play and let him be. There's something peaceful about it.

And that makes me smile.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Parks are Fun . . .

Because you get to play peek-a-boo with Mama . . . .


And Mama will push you as high as you want to go!


Monday, November 2, 2009

I ♥ Faces Challenge: Balloons

This is my friend's VERY excited little boy at his first birthday party.


If you want to see more Balloon pictures, head on over to I Faces and check out all the entries!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Four Short Years

Four years ago today . . .

before him . . .


before her . . .


it was just us.


Now, it's all of US. Together.

And that's just the way I like it!