- Trish
- I am a wife, a mother, a daughter and a friend but most importantly I am a child of the King!
Our Arctic Adventure
The story of how our family came to live in the Alaskan tundra, 30 miles north of the Arctic Circle can be read here.
- Between a Whisper and a Roar
- Confessions of a CF Husband
- Hot Tub Lizzy
- Life at 7000 Feet
- Little Momma & Co.
- Lulaville
- Manwaring Moments
- Meg Duerksen
- Moms Who Cook
- Stretch Marks
- Summit View Church
- Summit View Missions
- Sunshine and Lemonade
- The Petersons Go Public
- The Pioneer Woman
- The Secret is in the Sauce
- This is the life...
7 comments:
No WAY!!!!!!
That's it.....toss him to the caribou!
Just think, He'll buy you lots of cute things when he's a famous overpaid ball player!
Hmmm, maybe you should reconsider "Gramma2Many's comment she left you back when it happened the first time! LOL
Man...I left a nice long comment last night, but blogger freaked out and wouldn't publish it. Now I've lost my wit and humor. But it was something along the lines of: Oh NO!!! I'm sure there will be a more severe penalty this time around. And I think Lee Ann's suggestion just might work. :)
Trish, I have always had "things" around the house, cutesy things, breakable things, semi precious things. Gina once asked me how I have breakables with three little boys, to which I answered, It is the boys whom I treasure, things are replaceable. Now, you know how I love my princess house? Well I only have one of my coffee cups left, we have broken two bowls, and a couple of plates as well. Just make it part of his responsibilty to repair/replace it, and move on. He is irreplaceable. BUT take the ball and "lose" it!
At least he isn't a Bull in a china closet! (my youngest).
Love you, Seachelle.
Can you hear me gasping for air! Seriously, oh buddy! I keep making the same mistakes too! Bummer!
Love him anyway. :)
I have to tell my teenagers to stop throwing things in this condo . . . I know I'll have to do the same when we move into our house next month. One thing is certain: it really isn't on purpose. It isn't really an accident, though, either, 'cos they know they aren't supposed to rough house in the house . . . what to do? Love them anyway.
Beg your friend for mercy????
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