Did You Ever Dream Of the Day?

High-maintenanced.

Perfectionist.

Orderly.

Three words to describe my life B.K. {=Before Kids}.

I never dreamed of the day when not showering for 3 days in a row would be common-place. And that I am lucky enough to even find time (or remember) to brush my teeth. {Trident gum is suppose to clean your teeth when chewed after meals, right?}

I never dreamed of the day when the only task accomplished for the day was that the kids are still alive. Success is no longer measured by the results of my efforts. Because if you were to take a quick glance around my house, you could easily assume I sat around and ate bon-bons all day {I wish!}.

I never dreamed of the day when I would be so happy to hand my child a "yummy" {a.k.a. a hot doughnut from Krispy Kream} while she sits in her car seat, knowing full well that clumps of sugary-glaze would find their way into the deep crevices of my "clean" car. Until the sticky mess would mysteriously be discovered by my wandering finger-tips in desperate search of a much-wanted-pacifier...

I would have never dreamed, in a million years, that those three words would no longer describe me A.K. {=After Kids}.

It's because I never dreamed of how wonderful it was to be called "Mommy."

The "Valentina" Flower

Practically Perfect in Every Way

My beautiful baby girl Braelyn ~ I love her more than words can say! She is so sweet and so ornery all at the same time. But I wouldn't change her for anything!

Roses are red and sometimes purple.

Roses are in the hair.

Violet is cruisin' below.

Ice Cream is sweet.

And sisters are love.

The "Violet" Flower

If You Give a Mom a Muffin

by Kathy Fictorie

If you give a mom a muffin,

She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.

She'll pour herself some.

The coffee will get spilled by her three-year-old.

She'll wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find some dirty socks.

She'll remember she has to do some laundry.

When she puts the laundry in the washer,

She'll trip over some snow boots and bump into the freezer.

Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper for tonight.

She will get out a pound of hamburger.

She'll look for her cookbook. (101 Things to Make with a Pound of Hamburger.)

The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail.

She will see the phone bill which is due tomorrow.

She will look for her checkbook.

The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two-year-old.

She'll smell something funny.

She'll change the two-year-old.

While she is changing the two-year-old the phone will ring. (Of, course!)

Her five-year-old will answer it and hang up.

She remembers that she wants to phone a friend to come over for coffee on Friday.

Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.

She will pour herself some.

And chances are,

If she has a cup of coffee,

Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.

Speaking of muffins...

...don't you just want to gobble up this cute little muffin?!?

Her name is Julia.

And this is her flower:

The "Julia" Flower.