So generally as a rule I don't blog about giveaways that I enter. Mostly because I don't want to reveal to you (or myself) just how many giveaways I enter. This one however, looks like it would be amazingly useful as we start homeschooling up again this year.
It is a We Choose Virtue Giveaway worth $99
You can find the giveaway here and it is hosted by the crafty classroom
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Summer Inside
Raspberry Lemonade
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Our Summer Time Activites
Ok, so we actually have done some fun things, like hiking at Latourell Falls with the 4 girls and moving into our "new" home, and of course berry picking. But alas, I did not take too many shots of these events. Instead I ended up with TONS of random pictures, and a few of our summer events.
Let the randomness begin:
"Auntie" Bethany looking pretty together considering she just spent all day "selling" books outside in the hot sun at the Battle Ground Saturday Market
Let the randomness begin:
Allen...being silly
Uncle Dan being accosted by the camera man
"Auntie" Bethany looking pretty together considering she just spent all day "selling" books outside in the hot sun at the Battle Ground Saturday Market
Lizzie is 6!
WAY behind!
I got a new camera recently, ok, so it was Mother's Day. And well, I have been too intimidated by technology to try to figure out how to upload or download or just plain load them onto the computer. I know... I know... I am married to a tech genius and yet can't put pictures on my own computer. Well a couple weeks ago the computer genius showed me how to do it, but refused to do it for me (something about learning to do it myself since it was my camera). And even after I batted my eye lashes and smiled just so, I was still left with the task of doing this tech job by my lonesome. So today I finally sat down and did it. And guess what, it only took a few minutes! So without further adieu, the last few months :-)
Friday, July 08, 2011
Boys
Yesterday as we were driving to visit some friends we overheard this conversation (Note: the names have been "changed" to protect the unsuspecting "boys"):
Ellie: Lizzie do you like boys?
Lizzie: I don't know...what do you mean?
Ellie: I mean do you like any boys?
Lizzie: I know some boys.
Ellie: I don't like boys...except "boy A" and "boy B" and I know "boy C" so him too I guess.
Lizzie: yeah, they are ok since we know them, so they can be our friends, but no other boys.
Ellie: Yeah.
Ellie: Lizzie do you like boys?
Lizzie: I don't know...what do you mean?
Ellie: I mean do you like any boys?
Lizzie: I know some boys.
Ellie: I don't like boys...except "boy A" and "boy B" and I know "boy C" so him too I guess.
Lizzie: yeah, they are ok since we know them, so they can be our friends, but no other boys.
Ellie: Yeah.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Father's Day!
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Time Goes By So Much Faster with Four

I am starting to think I need to redo-rename-and renew my blog.
With Four Little ones running around (ok only 3 running, but the 4th is busy with her own needs, so that counts as 4 running...right?)...
Where was I going with this, Oh, yeah, running around.
Yeah I find myself often running around like a crazy person trying to remember why I left the kitchen in a panic headed for a bedroom, but unable to remember what was so urgent because before I reach the room that "needs" me I have been asked 1,000 questions;
none of which did I actually hear because after the words "Mommy I..." I began to pass another room that had the all too busy 2 year old who has apparently been left alone far longer than should be, because she is sitting in the middle of a room covered in shredded wet wipes. She immediately looks up in a moment of guilt, or manipulation (not sure yet) and says, "Sorry, Mama." and then hangs her head just enough to indicate shame, but not so much that she can't also glance up to see my reaction.
Where was I going? Just as I am about to lose my mind, I remember where I was going because the crying that started me in motion has begun again. I quickly silence the questioning, command the 2 yr old to put the wipes away and enter the bedroom of the littlest only to be greeted with a smell that makes me wish I could sit in a room alone quietly shredding wet wipes into microscopic bits trying to see just how small I can make them before they disappear into nothing.
All that to say, sorry for the neglect of this little blog. It has been a bit crazy :-)
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