Maybe it's the Weather?

My girls are dropping like flies!

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R.I.P.

A small iPhone was the victim of an accidental drowning late last night.  Officials say the victim's mother was startled by a carbon monoxide alarm while in the bath.  Thinking she was about to black out from carbon monoxide poisoning, she jumped up, grabbed a towel and knocked the small electronic device into the bath tub.  The attractive mother of three and a half performed aggressive CPR for upwards of fifteen minutes before placing the device on electonic life-support.

"She killed her Christmas present"

 remarked one unsympathetic bystander early this morning when the small iPhone was pronounced dead after nearly twelve hours of increasing distress.

The device is survived by her brother, Samsung Impression, three older sisters, mother and father.

 When asked for a statement, the iPhone's father simply said that the decision not to purchase insurance for this particular device is one that will weigh heavily on his conscience for years to come.  Incidentally, the carbon monoxide alarm was due to low battery and not due to poisonous gas.

R.I.P

Katie's iPhone

12/18/2009 - 12/24/2009

Merry Christmas Y'all!

I'm trying so hard to be in the Spirit, ya know? 

I even got hot chocolate for the girls on our way out to play today...

Even though it was 72 degrees outside. 

My Cuties in 2007

My Cuties in 2009

Yeah, so, the smaller of the Cuties

weren't exactly in to recreating memorable poses this morning.

Look at my Natalie.

I could eat her with a spoon. 

GIRL MOM

*No sooner had I published this post, did I receive a rebuttle from the Boy Mom herself. So here she is with her first appearance as a guest blogger, Auntie Lem.

BOY MOM

I am a boy mom

I believe that hair should be disheveled

toenails should be dirty

Jeans should have tears and grass stains

I believe in Spray-n-wash and color safe bleach

I believe that Thomas the Train shoes go with EVERYTHING

Dress clothes are reserved for only the most sacred of occasions.

I believe in Hotwheels in my bath tub

Dinosaurs and Spiderman

Piddle on my toilet seat

I believe in walking at 16 months and first words after that...

I believe in Mamma's boys.

I believe my daughter better get used to it. I AM a boy mom.

The following is the original post:

I am a Girl Mom.

That's right.

A Girl Mom.

I believe that ears should be pierced.

Toenails should be red.

Jeans should have ruffles around the cuffs.

Icing should be pink.

I believe in hair bows.  The bigger, the better.

I believe in french braids.

Bows that match the soccer uniform.

Pink diaper bags.

Bubble bath.

Lavandar-scented everything.

Baby dolls and Barbies.

I believe in full sentences at 18 months and emotional outbursts at 6 years.

I believe in American Girl Magazine and Sweet and Sassy Salon.

I believe I need a niece to pass down 3 Princesses' worth of gear and accessories and so I say,
Thank you, little sister.  I can't wait to spoil my NIECE!