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I had "help" ... lots of help.

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 Every couple weeks, Andy calls for Boy Time. I'm not sure what all goes on, but my three boys come out smelling good and looking handsome.  After every haircut, A runs to me and says, "Wanna smell me Mom?  I got Daddy soap!  And feel my haircut!"  I love my handsome fellas!

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 Really?! What is going on here?! I thought I already got that one dressed. My life ... it's so worth it.

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 My life. Every day. Three times a day.

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We're finally doing what J has wanted for so long.

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 Last night at Bible Time, R decided to be the funny man. As Andy was talking, R shoved his little fingers in his little ears, as if saying, "La, la, la ... not listening."   It got Andy giggling which sent the rest of us into hysterics.   We settled down enough to wrap up the talk and close in prayer.   R had no clue what he was doing, but the response

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 Mighty Warrior with sword in one hand and red, sequin adorned purse in the other.  My poor, sweet boys.

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 I'm beginning to notice a pattern.  On Sunday afternoons, I am frequently found in the playroom making silly faces.

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Sharing Breakfast  Manning Family Fun Day is now on Saturday! A is taking advantage of the free living room - no school. Sweet M is rarely found without a book in her hands.

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 Andy and I finally got around to a dreaded task - the garage. Thankfully, it was pretty well organized with not too much clutter.  But our "storage system" was hideous.  It was a collection of old bookshelves, dresser drawers, store display racks ... basically anything we've been given that could hold items.  But now our stuff has new shelving with doors to hide its

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 I found two little snuggle bunnies in my  bed this morning. E and R got up before I was ready to deal with them a little early, so I sent them to my bed hoping they would give me a little more "me" time.  After about 20 minutes I went to check on them and found this.  Of course I had to crawl back into bed.  I couldn't leave them alone any longer.  It's a

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E wanted her picture taken too.   She said, "Take a picture of me too, Ma!  See?!  See?!"

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 The kids frequently dress alike, but it's usually the girls. This morning, C and A chose to be "twins."  They even found panties/underwear that were similar.  Thankfully they didn't consider to dress C in underwear or A in panties.

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No, they are not supposed to be hiding under the table. Yes, she resisted the command to return to the playroom. And yes, we are learning to stay focused even with multiple distractions.

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 We were able to sneak away one afternoon for a special surprise. Aunt Lou treated my ladies to a trip to the American Girl store.  We regularly get the magazines at home, and the girls devour them, circling their favorites.  Thankfully, Target caught onto the craze and offers a much more affordable knock-off that C got for her birthday last year.  And this trip has made

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E says, "And that's C, and that's M, and that's A ..." Hi Great Gran! Great Gran needs a bigger couch for all her greats!

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 The 3 Big Girls stayed the night with Aunt Lou and Uncle Tom.  They were delighted to see us go -- that's how much fun it is at the Lytle Hotel.  Thankfully I had my mom to help round up my 3 Littles plus 1 cousin.  We headed to the hotel and crashed.  We didn't bathe, didn't brush teeth.  (Sorry Kara.  We made up for it in the morning.)  But we just

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 We made a quick trip to Dallas to visit Aunt Lou, Uncle Tom, and Great Gran.  It was a super fast trip filled with non-stop fun.  We left early Wednesday morning and arrived before lunch.  We sat ran around, stretching our legs while we waited for Aunt Lou.  After a quick bite to eat (pizza and grapes), we were back outside with bubbles.  Aunt Lou knows how to do

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 I'm sure we're breaking all the rules this morning.  M labeled it as "a very crazy breakfast."  But when else can you get eat candy before a popcorn breakfast?  Thank you Halloween.

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Two of my Little Superheroes We just had to try on our costumes to make sure they were ready for tonight.  Add pants, and these are trick-or-treat ready! I came home from trick-or-treating to find I had taken 65 pictures in 1 hour. It was a great evening with my Superhero Family! Superhero Dad lighting the Jack-o-Lantern My Precious Superheros Showing off their

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The Artist at Work "There's one eye!" Finished Product They wanted to take their picture with the pumpkin.

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R decided to kick back and relax a little after lunch. Check out that boy's tummy!

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You know it's bad when the medicine box stays out all week. We have been fighting the colds something fierce.  One child will knock it out just long enough for it to attack another.  Then Mom and Dad get to play too.  It's been rough. I'm hoping we're done with this battle, and on to better days soon.

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 R had fun swinging this morning. He was on the swing while it was still damp with morning dew. He's such a cutie, but we've really got to work on his "cheese" face.

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