Warning sarcasm enclosed:

Note to men

When the trash can is overflowing, you have to take the trash to the outdoor trash can for it to be picked up.

You have to actually plug in the vacuum & move it around the room for it to work.

Clothing has to be put in the washing machine for them to be cleaned. Placing the clothes in the dirty laundry basket is a good place to start.

Children under the age of 5 do not actually clean up after you nor themselves.

When you are finished using an item (ex: hairbrush, toothpaste, etc), put the item back where it belongs. Then, next time you need it, it will be located where you can find it.

If it is a piece of trash (ex: wadded up tissue, empty soda can) throw it into the trash can.

If the counter is sticky, wipe it with a damp cloth.

If the floor has bits of food or trash on it, use a broom to sweep it up.

If there are toys everywhere, pick them up & place them in the toy baskets.

If there are bits of trash & leaves on the carpet, the vacuum will get this up.

If you lose a kid in the yard because the grass is too tall, it may be time to cut the grass.

There is not a button on the T.V. remote control labeled cleaning mode.

When the dishwasher is overflowing, you may actually have to turn it on & run the clean cycle. Also, after the cleaning cycle is finished, the clean dishes have to be taken out & put away in the correct cabinet.

****This post was in no way, shape, or form directed at the man in my life.

A mother had to have come up with the phrase- “Same doo-doo, different day.”

Most churches use Easter Sunday as an outreach event and a marketing tool to attract as many people as possible…all in the name of Jesus Christ. They want to be entertaining. They want to draw people in with the band, light show & media presentation. Churches want their best and most polished foot forward. Every church has compiled a quota of people they expect and wish to attract to their “open” and “real” church. Because this year, God is going to grow their churches numbers.

Easter Sunday has nothing to do about you. Easter Sunday is about Christ. You know, God. God in the flesh. Jesus dying for us. God taking all our sins away. God raising from the dead. God living with us everyday. God and us. God and you. God and me. GOD.

Christ might be entertaining. But Christ is also reality.

Come to me,
That I may live,
I’ve scattered into pieces,
Will you gather them,
I’ve put my hope in your word,
I’ve got nothing left to give of any worth,
Make me real.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

Oh weak knees,
Why can’t you stand,
Why do I feel so stupid,
Always giving in,
I curse your name forsake your love,
As if those splinters in your back wasn’t enough,
What have I done.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

But He’s a light unto my path,
And a lamp unto my feet,
For these I don’t have to ask,
For thou art with me.

Shattered dreams,
And wasted years,
Silent screams,
And nameless fears,
I’ve put my hope in your word,
This world’s got nothing left to give of any worth,
Make me real.

I don’t wanna be a fake,
I don’t wanna be a phony,
What lies behind this face,
So close so far away.

But He’s a light unto my path,
And a lamp unto my feet,
For these I don’t have to ask,
For thou art with me.

*Aritst: Joy Whitlock*

This morning I was cuddling in the bed with Jordyn & Chloe. I looked at Chloe & told her, “Please don’t ever grow up. Just stay this cute & little forever.” Jordyn responded with, “I want her to grow up. Then maybe she won’t hit me!”

My poor Jordyn. Her little sister is so wild & overbearing. I do find it funny sometimes that the 2 year old over powers the 4 year old.

The bottom line of life & faith is this:

Love God, Love others.

Why do we have to make it so difficult?

I wish that I had a personal laundromat at my house. Then I could do 10 loads of laundry at one time.

A couple of funny stories about Chloe this week.

Evidently Chloe copies me more than I realize. The other night Blair was hanging out with the girls while I was at work. Chloe was walking around with her little red, velvet purse hanging off of her arm. Blair looked down & there was a maxi pad hanging out of her purse. Luckily, they had not gotten out of the house without him realizing it.

This week Chloe & Jordyn came running into my bedroom with panties on their heads like hats. Chloe waved her arm in the air & said, “Har, har, har! I’m a pirate!” They are such little nuts!

I never know what they are going to say. Yesterday, they were in the backyard in the “leaf orchard” picking leaves for me.

The days usually bring some sort of “adventure” with the girls. Today started off great! I had some wonderful little girl cuddles while I dozed to Higglytown Heroes. I brewed some coffee & was able to hang & fold about 4 loads of laundry. At about 10, I heard screaming & crying from Jordyn in the living room. I assumed her little sister had shoved her or taken a toy away. However, I came into the living room & blood was gushing down Jordyn’s face. Jordyn evidently fell out of a small chair & had enough talent to smack her head on the exact corner of the T.V. stand. After much bleeding & screaming, I was able to load the girls up & make my way to Parnter’s in Pediatrics. You have true talent as a Mom when you can put a bra on while walking out the door & holding a rag on a bleeding 4 year old’s head. Jordyn ended up with 3 stiches right above her eye. Amazingly, she was great at the Dr’s office. She did not cry or wiggle during the whole process. The mommy is frazzled & needing some relaxation, however. Chloe was very encouraging & kept telling Jordyn, “You do a good job, sissy.” Luckily, when Jordyn looked in the mirror a few minutes ago, she giggled & then told me her forehead was asleep. I was afraid she would freak out about the bloody, stiched spot. My children never cease to amaze me with their reaction to different things.