Stuff my Sloaney Says

Sweet Lord, my daughter has been cracking us up lately. Her vocabulary is fairly advanced, and she's been zinging us with some hilarious phrases lately.  And some "colorful" language that I am certain she heard from her father, because we all know that I am *so* not the swearing type. ;)  She's especially been fond of calling everything crazy--from herself, to the many things she talks to us about. Everything in Sloane's world is crazy.

"Mom! I smell like goats! It's crazy!"

"Here mom! Here's a booger. It's a crazy booger!"

"Jackson is my little puppy mom. He's mean and bites Sam. I love him."

"I am so scared of the turkey mom.  It is delicious."

These are just a few of her phrases. I find myself cracking up daily at her, whether she is telling me about her "crazy" life, or repeating what daddy calls the cat when he's mad at it.  So funny!

Monday Musings

Whew. It's been real hard to get over here, so I am sorry.  I promise to do better.

In the mean time, my thought for the day:

To turn my lemons in to lemonade on a day where my kids are coughing, snotting, whining, and crapping on everything, I leave you this...I cannot think of a better calming drug in the entire world than having your sweet, sick child asleep on your shoulder. There. I said it. I love it. Even in all of it's snotty, puking glory, I love to feel wanted.  Everyone wants mama when they are sick, even me. And I am thankful for the opportunity to be the mama to these cute little binks.

Happy Monday.