The Omlet

To My Dearest Love,
I made an omelet today.
It was the first one in my life to ever make by myself.
I got a wild hair.
Don't ask why I don't have those wild hair things while you're at home.
I don't know why.
I have to admit, I'm pretty proud of it.
The Girls ate every morsel.
Even Sophie ate the eggs.
Down to the bell peppers & red onions.
I think it had something more to do with the cheese & pork sausage.
We shared the breakfast, the three of us.
I enjoyed it, too.
Very much.
Just don't expect me to make one soon.
We're out of eggs.


Plus the girls made a mess in their room again.
Oh, who am I kidding, they make this mess everyday.
Today it took more than 20 minutes to clean it.
So, I'm opting out of cleaning it up tomorrow morning.
I love you, but I'm sleeping in.

Love, The Love of Your Life

p.s. If it's still breakfast time when I wake up in the morning, I'll drive to Albertson's, buy eggs, fry the pork sausage & remake the lovely breakfast that Izzy, Sophie & Momma had the pleasure of experiencing this morning.
I love you that much.

One Year Ago

One Year Ago...

Don't Tell NO ONE, OK?

Alexander: Mom, I have to tell you something.

Mom: OK, What?

Alexander: Don't tell no one, okay?

Mom: OK, Alexander.

Alexander: Kids just know things.

Mom: What kinds of things?

Alexander: Just things. All kinds of things. They just know. Don't tell NO ONE, OK?

Mom: OK, Bubb, I won't tell NO ONE.

Alexander: You know how I know these things?

Mom: How Bubb?

Alexander: 'Cause I'm a kid. Don't tell NO ONE, OK?

Pictures in Front of The Tree...Take 20

Annual Stelly Kids Christmas Picture in front of the Tree, Take One.

Sophie, you can go first - you're the closest. Now look at Momma, Baby.

Okay, I guess at the ceiling is okay.

Alexander, you can relax, son. Isabella! Get out of the way, you'll have your turn!


OK, the three of you stand there. Izzy, give me your paci.

STAND STILL, BUBB!! Izzy, I'm gonna give your paci back soon. Sophie, let Bubb go!

OK, let's all sit for a while & try to calm down.

OK, I'd much prefer a standing shot, but I'll take ANYTHING. Izzy, you'll get your paci back - no more crying, okay?

Look up, Izzy. Here's your paci! You want it?

Okay, now SOPHIE! Look here!!

Here's your paci, Izzy....

Now, stand there with your Sister. Love, Love....

No, Sophie. I DON'T want to see your Booty...

Good Cheese, Izzy. Sophie, STOP backin' it up!!

For real, CHILD! I don't need to see your booty! Alright Izzy, why not have the paci in your mouth. At least your standing still, huh?

And.....I guess that's all I get, right?

Let's end this right, Bubb, stand still, chin down, smile big!!

Annual Stelly Kids Christmas Picture in front of the Tree, Take Eighteen. That's good, Thank You Jesus, we're done, GO PLAY!

Conversations with an Almost Five Year Old

Enter Mom & Bubb finishing nightly prayers.

Alexander: Mom, I don't want you to die.

Mom: Bubb, what makes you think I'm dying?

Alexander: I saw a lady on Dad's CD and she was smoking and she could die.

Mom: Bubb, I don't smoke.

Alexander: Are you gonna die?

Mom: Hopefully not for a long time. You know, some people who smoke don't die. It's all in what God has planned for your life.

Alexander: Um, what happens when you die?

Mom: Well, we believe that if you have Jesus in your heart you will go to heaven.

Alexander: No, what happens when you die? Like will you fly to heaven?

Mom: Well, our souls go to heaven and our bodies stay here on earth.

Alexander: No, no, how do you die?

{Insert Mom sweating....NOW!}

Mom: Well, your heart might stop beating and you stop breathing.

Alexander: You mean we don't breath in heaven?

Mom: I'm not sure but I don't think so.

Alexander: What is heaven like?

Mom: Oh my, there are angels everywhere with huge, beautiful wings and big houses with swimming pools and streets made out of gold. It's a very beautiful place.

Alexander: Will Dad need to bring the stroller?

{Insert stifled giggles}

Mom: Huh? Why would we bring the stroller?

......long, awkward pause......

Alexander: Well, um, what does our heart look like?

Mom: Uhhh, I think that might be something we can look up tomorrow on the internet.

Alexander: Well, is it like a heart on a Thanksgiving Card?

Mom: Okay, are you stalling? Because if you are, I'm going now. Go to sleep, Bubb.

Alexander: Mom, I'm glad you don't smoke & you're not gonna DIE!!!

Sneak Peak...

Why, oh why, are these Sweeties getting make up?

Ooohhh, to be able to post more pictures....

Next week, I promise!!