tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10082545173983197592026-04-02T13:40:04.277-07:00Raising SavagesShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.comBlogger646125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-9157415845603114982015-05-08T10:44:00.003-07:002015-05-08T10:45:21.807-07:00This Crib....This crib....
... I put all 4 of my babies in it...
... My oldest has an unfortuante "diaper painting incident" in it when she was a year old.
... My second used to scream for 45 minutes before falling asleep in it.
... My third chewed on the side bar until her little baby teeth had permanently indented it.
... My fourth figured out how to launch herself out of Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-57985097142266553912015-04-13T19:01:00.001-07:002015-04-13T19:01:24.252-07:00Better BloggerPart of my New Year's Resolutions were to be a better blogger.
Why? It's not like I'm getting rich off of it or anything.
Because it's my outlet. Not only is it a way for family up North to see and hear what my crazy kids are up to or how my life is organized chaos, but it's a way for me to pour out my fears,my frustrations, my accomplishments and anecdotes.
It's me Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-45874107574128453532015-04-12T14:40:00.001-07:002015-04-12T14:40:04.096-07:00A Letter to My Son on his 20th BirthdayMy Darling Boyo -
Today, as a write this, you are 6. A six year old, stubborn, silly, kindergartener. But you are not 6 as you read this - you are a man. A 20 year old man - and I wonder who he is. I can't see who you will become with clarity - I see a fluidity in the man you will be in the 6 year old you are. Will the adult you still be as stubborn as the 6 year Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-61131884304387573222015-04-12T13:57:00.004-07:002015-04-12T13:57:51.050-07:00A Letter to My Daughter on her 17th Birthday<!--[if gte mso 9]>
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Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-48525967992754181412015-04-12T13:35:00.002-07:002015-04-12T13:35:36.184-07:00A Letter to my daughter on her 16th BirthdayMy darling girl -
Today you are 16. I wonder what the teenage you will be like - will you be a sweet, mischevious little monkey like the 2 year old is? Will we get along? I am sure we will fight, but I hope that won't be the crux of our relationship.
Your personality as a two year old is in full bloom. You are sweet and stubborn, funny and curious. You want Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-90887157240145670682015-01-24T20:29:00.002-08:002015-01-24T20:34:25.368-08:00A Letter To My Daughter on her 21st BirthdayBefore my children were born, I decided to write a letter to them when I
was pregnant, one when they were born, and one every year thereafter on
their birthday.
My Darling Girl -
Today you turned 7 - but you are reading this at 21. I hope you are sober enough to understand what you are reading -- and the mom in me hopes you don't go out and get rip roaring drunk just because you Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-36876221229052349492015-01-07T05:00:00.000-08:002015-01-07T05:00:10.033-08:00Wordless WednesdayShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-14666126541959680152014-12-17T05:30:00.000-08:002014-12-17T05:30:01.663-08:00Wordless Wednesday Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-51138708127638868332014-12-15T06:00:00.000-08:002014-12-15T06:00:02.257-08:00Gingerbread Houses
Gerlach Village
Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-12888085055697334692014-12-10T06:00:00.000-08:002014-12-14T22:10:56.477-08:00Happy Sixth Birthday Boyo!
Happy Birthday
To my Indiana Jones loving,
Pirate Treasure Hunting,
Chocolate Loving,
Best Crocodile Tear Faker,
Smart and Cheerful,
Silly and Loving,
Six Year Old Guy!
We love you Bug!
Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-22998273069405670872014-10-24T05:30:00.000-07:002014-10-24T05:30:02.866-07:00Happy Second Birthday, BabyBug!
Happy Birthday to my messy,
determined,
sweet,
goofball,
thinks-she-is-older-than-she-really-is,
hungry,
curious,
smart (and did I mention hungry?)
two year old!
I love you BabyBug!
Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-31105128829001715762014-10-08T09:53:00.000-07:002014-10-08T09:53:21.189-07:00Wordless Wednesday: This Guy....Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-74736743624387715812014-10-06T19:25:00.004-07:002014-10-06T19:25:47.075-07:00BabyBug's First ConversationHer: "Huwts."
Me: "What hurts?"
Her: "Tummy."
Me: "Uh-oh. Is it hungry?"
Her: "Uh-huh. Hungwe."
Me: "What does it need?"
Her: "I wan snack."
Me: "What kind of snack?"
Her: "Cookie."
Me: "No cookies."
Her: "Nandy."
Me: "No candy."
Her: (at the top of her lungs) "I WAN DONUT"
Me: "Apples?"
Her: "Uh huh." Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-58882645678814431422014-09-24T05:00:00.000-07:002014-09-24T05:00:07.913-07:00Wordless Wednesday: I don't have the heart to tell her she's not on the teamShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-50274900197749318972014-09-19T05:00:00.000-07:002014-09-19T05:00:07.903-07:00First Day of School Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-86996399681122844062014-09-17T05:30:00.000-07:002014-09-17T05:30:02.004-07:00Happy Constitution Day!Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-90906716251818985582014-09-15T05:00:00.000-07:002014-09-15T05:00:05.388-07:00Fish UpdateSadly, Mickey and Donald Jr. have died.
So have Sunny and Henry, Jones, Jr.
So I just spend another $8 on more fish...
Boyo got dalmation mollies that he promptly named Zebra and Tiger.
Girlie got sunburst platys that she named Sunburst and Burstie.
And KK got black mollies that she named Goldie and MoonStar.
And she told them that if they died, it's okay because she can just Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-68631272756223965722014-09-12T05:00:00.000-07:002014-09-12T05:00:02.755-07:00CampingWe recently took the kids camping for the first time.
We practiced in the backyard.
We loaded the car and I thought I was ready.
And still, nothing prepared me for how cold it would be. Or how filthy. Or how fun.
Not something you see everyday.
Bug hunting
Middle of nowhere and the kids are still plugged in.
Uncle Kyle tried toShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-10606334750896576842014-09-10T05:30:00.000-07:002014-09-10T05:30:00.229-07:00Wordless Wednesday: My little Roman SoldiernShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-62491907500353348152014-09-08T05:00:00.000-07:002014-09-08T05:00:12.322-07:00Better MomLast week, the day before school started, I took the kids to Disneyland for one last summer fling.
It was a lot of fun until it wasn't.
They were tired. They were worried about starting school. They were hot. They wanted to play Wii. They were hungry. They were thirsty. They wanted to go home.
So as I was walking/dragging my kids down Main Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-32969969569391029102014-08-08T06:34:00.001-07:002014-08-08T06:34:30.610-07:00FISH
I am not a big fish fan -- fish tend to try to commit suicide around me. My husband is (was) and maintained a tank for about 9 years. Still, when we moved, we sold our fish and tried (repeatedly) to sell our tank. We even put it on the street with a free sign. No one took it.
Lately, Girlie and Boyo have been lobbying for [insert whiny voice here] a pet Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-58514749878907975832014-08-06T04:00:00.000-07:002014-08-06T04:00:03.060-07:00Wordless Wednesday: Ice Cream For DinnerShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-75703796711486925912014-08-04T05:30:00.000-07:002014-08-04T05:30:00.799-07:00Butterfly HouseShannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-86552909779196175532014-08-01T05:00:00.000-07:002014-08-01T05:00:06.825-07:00I am grateful. And Tired.
It's no secret that I work from home.
This past summer though, I got something I haven't gotten in 4 years -- a summer off. Well, calling it a summer is stretching the truth. It was 4 weeks. But still.
I went back to work on the 14th of July to prep for my new position:
A regional lead teacher.
I'll be overseeing 13 teachers in Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07451139147125131328noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1008254517398319759.post-86768392054683491052014-07-30T08:12:00.003-07:002014-07-30T08:12:50.820-07:00Wordless Wednesday: Safety First
Yes, she is sitting on the bottom of her baby pool
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