tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7113471534083224412024-11-01T07:01:31.257-04:00The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.comBlogger275125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-6350608048985623142013-07-19T22:24:00.000-04:002013-07-19T22:24:24.571-04:00

Quick catch up: Lived in house for 4 years.  Hoped to buy.  Bad inspection.  ASAP move-out.  7 rental applications and three dozen (at least) walk throughs later, we find the "perfect" 3 bed, 2 bath bungalow (hobbit house) close to the kids' school. Fast forward July 1: Move in. Yours Truly falls off of the moving truck.  Truly graceful moment coming from the former

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Hello, Hello! Yes, I AM Alive and doing quite well!  I know, it has been two years (gasp!) since my last post. Things have been crazy, good, and busy. Over the last two years here are few things that have happened: LittleBit is going to start Pre-K in the fall The Middle Child successfully finished Kindergarten! Mini-Me is starting second grade in the fall and is an amazing and avid

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It's been very quiet around here because the end of the school year meant things got much quieter in our lives.   I was blessed with the opportunity to speak at a conference this past weekend, and upon my return, The Husband had to set out for the start of his back to back travel schedule.   I figured, no big deal, right?  We've been home all summer.  It has been

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Yes, it is June 6 and I honestly don't remember the last time I posted.  Life, as usual, has been crazy and we haven't stopped since... well... we haven't stopped. The kids finished up school two weeks ago and with that I also put a lock down on my advocacy schedule in order to focus on them through the summer.  Mostly.  I'll explain the "mostly" in a bit. We put up a bathtub&

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-10937018378779287742011-05-04T22:01:00.001-04:002011-05-04T22:01:15.848-04:00

Meet Solo. Solo. As in Han Solo... Yes, from Star Wars. Today is 5/4/11. May 4. May the Fourth Be With You. Yes, it is National Star Wars Day. Our dogs are named Chewie and Leia. Expect no less. So Solo is named for Han Solo for two reasons: 1) National Star Wars Day and 2) He was the last pup to survive from his litter at a shelter in NE Georgia. He's the Solo Survivor. My amazing friend

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In January, I officially started my own business as an education advocate and consultant.  In February, I took on several challenging new cases.  In March, I was threatened with a lawsuit for information supposedly located on my business page.  The information wasn't there, and the individuals who threatened me neglected to remember that they  had a firewall in place

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We've been having a hard time with the middle child.  And by hard, I mean want-to-pull-my-hair-out-not-enough-therapy-or-wine-in-the-world-to-help-mom-cope-omg-can-I-get-a-replacement-or-refund time. In three weeks, we had four incidents which necessitated a call, talking-to, or email with his teacher or the director of the preschool.  Thankfully, I love them both and appreciate the

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-37005672179883309522011-02-09T22:11:00.000-05:002011-02-09T22:11:33.968-05:00

It's official!  I'm a small business owner.  Please take a minute and "like" my page on Facebook! Facebook - The Right to Learn Love, hugs, and blessings,The Mama

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Facebook.  It's the ultimate time sucker. Last Lent, I gave up Facebook for 40 days and it was amazing how much time I got back.  When I returned, I whittled down my friend list and vowed to never let it consume me again. Lies. With my advocacy work cranking up to unprecedented levels, I have no choice but to once again attempt to kick the FB habit by bowing out for at

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Lil Bit has one heck of a vocabulary for a 2 year old.  She speaks in complete, lengthy, and highly expressive sentences.  She was a late walker which has been attributed to the fact that she was an early talker.  She loves to read books and identify things she sees. I'm not sure where she got the genius gene from, but she definitely has it! Tonight we were doing some picture

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-82962228015808553112011-01-10T15:58:00.000-05:002011-01-10T15:58:34.197-05:00

The "Blizzard of 2011" has hit the south.  Snow followed by sleet combined with unskilled and inexperienced drivers means everything is closed and everyone is homebound.   I feel like we JUST got back into our routine after the holiday break and now we're huddled around the fireplace again.   Don't get me wrong... I love seeing the kids faces peeking out from under their hats and

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I'm here.  I haven't left the blogsphere... just taken a little hiatus. Until I'm ready to jump back into the swing of things, here's a little proof of life. Happy Snow-Day! Love, hugs, and blessings, The Mama

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Monday started off with everyone home because we were all a little "under the weather".  Nothing big, I thought... Tuesday, I tried to run into CVS with three kids in tow (no thanks to my dad who thought it was a bad idea to leave them in the car - who knew?!) and the Mohawk Monster proceeded to knock over an entire rack of cars immediately followed by Mini-Me breaking the blood pressure

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-87371968254897614932010-11-23T16:03:00.000-05:002010-11-23T16:03:20.606-05:00

I've been noticeably absent, which I know comes as a huge surprise.  I'm pretty sure my last post was plenty to tide you over until now. Here's a rundown of what's been happening: 1.  The Princess turned 5.  Oh. My. God.  How I have survived the last five years is beyond me; it is hard to believe that I am the mother of a five-year-old.  We had a princess

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-4942063836237591572010-11-05T14:22:00.000-04:002010-11-05T14:22:36.579-04:00

As a mommy blogger, there will undoubtedly be times when the bodily fluids and functions of my children will be the focus of my attention.  This is one of those times.  Consider yourself warned. It takes a lot to turn my stomach. I'm the one who will watch bot fly removals and surgeries online just because the gross out factor is pretty cool. Today though, my threshold was challenged

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-7666931117298770932010-10-20T18:29:00.000-04:002010-10-20T18:29:29.586-04:00

Today was a really, really weird day. I'm battling some odd stomach bug (No, I am definitely not pregnant so get that out of your head right. this. very. minute).    An intended trip into Kroger for milk resulted in a 30 minute vomit inducing meltdown from my three year old... and no, the vomit was a result of my aforementioned stomach bug, but rather the result of a screaming fit I

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-63553110227176367032010-10-16T03:36:00.000-04:002010-10-16T03:36:31.375-04:00

Did you know that blinking actually IS a noise? Well, truth be told I didn't either.  In fact, I can specifically remember a number of times when I have corrected my three year old when he said "Mommy, I hear that blinking noise!" "No, honey, you SEE the blinking light." Nope. My three year old is right.  It actually is a noise.  A panic-attack-inducing-find-me-a-xanax-now

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-36480872546966412612010-10-12T16:20:00.000-04:002010-10-12T16:20:22.145-04:00

I've been on a self imposed hiatus.  Life is busy.  My kids are growing like weeds. I've had some personal things to work through and just felt like I needed to sit in time-out for a bit. But now time-out is over and I've brought my toys back out to play.  I'm even willing to SHARE!!! Here is my new favorite meal.  My kids eat it (but then again, they eat Tuna and won't eat

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-18043187605292501412010-09-08T21:45:00.000-04:002010-09-08T21:45:53.833-04:00

In my spare time (HA!), I am a volunteer education advocate for children with special needs.  You can read a little bit more about it on my other blog.  I urge you to check it out and tell your friends.  I am having a hard time right now understanding why schools are so against parent advocates.   I feel like in a lot of ways, I am unique and have a lot to offer in the

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-25668147006416077892010-09-07T14:55:00.000-04:002010-09-07T14:55:13.363-04:00

The Mohawk Monster spent today's quiet time coloring not only some paper, but also his face, arms, legs, and the sheet on his bed. He came out, apologized, told on himself, and said he would fix it. I followed him to his room and told him to take the sheets off of the bed and put clean ones on.  I said, "You will do this yourself.  You made the mess and you will fix it - not Mommy."

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Love, Hugs, and Blessings, The Mama

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I have borrowed Ten On Tuesday from my friend who is a consistent blogger and phenomenal knitter... Seeing as I have difficulty with my blogging consistency, I thought that it would help to let someone else come up with my blog topics once or twice a week. The answer to my question, Ten on Tuesday. This Tuesday's topic is "10 Ways to Lighten Your Mood".  With the start of advocacy

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-11653690831483402402010-08-27T20:57:00.000-04:002010-08-27T20:57:41.832-04:00

Rotten FruitI know you probably can't tell what this is, but it is my FO for this week... it is one of the first finished objects that I can actually share in a long time!!! Yes, this is a post about knitting... And?? The pattern is Citron and the yarn is Berroco Ultra Alpaca Fine in black(I think).  I have a bad habit of winding my yarn into neat little balls and misplacing the

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-18546510830254320892010-08-24T16:01:00.000-04:002010-08-24T16:01:22.780-04:00

Dear Fairy Godmother, We're going on two years now of begging and pleading for you to bippity-boppity-bo a pumpkin, or cantaloup, or some other fruit or veggie of your choice into a second vehicle option for our family. I mean really, Cinderella got her crystal horse drawn carriage to arrive at the ball... could you maybe throw me a bone (or used but loved vehicle within our price range or

The Mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06060675872454753600noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-711347153408322441.post-9225730791463811302010-08-19T17:53:00.000-04:002010-08-19T17:53:23.696-04:00

It's 5:30 on Thursday evening.  The Husband is not around.  The kids are fed and pj'd.  Books have been read and the playroom is already cleaned up.  I'm doing some old-school-cram-prep for an intense meeting tomorrow.  As a result, the TV is on. The "ummmm..." comes from what is ON the TV. Picture it: A man jumping around in a too-small orange jumpsuit with an equally

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