Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take...
but by the moments that take our breath away...


Okay-I am soooo HORRIBLE at keeping in touch with people even though in most instances they live only a short drive away! Here is our way of keeping you up to date with our family. You know-just the everyday stuff....

SAY WHAT?

SAY WHAT?
The world according to "HANK"-as a 3 yr old...our GOOF........BALL
Bronson commented on how big Billy’s breakfast was. Saying he doesn’t need to eat that much. I explained he had a much bigger tummy. He has to eat more to fill it up. Bronson replies.... “And it is also VERY hairy!”

I hurry Bronson to get in his car seat because of a creepy looking man staring at me in the parking lot. When I give the reason why I want him to hurry he says, “Mama, he is staring at you because you are so pretty.” Awwwww!

“Have you ever been to Sleep America? I haven’t been there yet but I would like to go because they have hundreds of mattresses to choose from.”

“We don't say that word. It’s an ugly, yucky word” I said to Bronson after hearing him mutter ‘D*mn it’.
Bronson-"I need to say a prayer and tell Heavenly Father I’m
sorry."
Me-"That’s called repenting."
Bronson-"Daddy needs to do a lot of repenting cuz he always
says naughty words."

“I’m glad we don’t have tarantulas in our house cuz they would crawl up me and bite my tiny little eyebrows off!”

B- “You are pretty Mama. Except for those things all over
your face...moles, freckles? What are those things called?”
Me- “Zits?”
B- “Oh yeah. When you have zits all over your face it looks
pretty ugly.”

Bronson hears a girl say “Free Money”. He exclaims “Free money?! Doesn’t she know money is not free?” Why? I say. “Because free is not a number!”

“I wuv you more than a donut’s teeth”

BREATHTAKING (**pause "What's playin at our house**)

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

The similar life of a Lioness

M: "Bronson, tell me something you learned at school that you didn't know." B: " I learned about the lions in the African Savanna. And GUESS WHAT?! ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?! M: "Yep, let me have it" B: "If you think the daddy lion goes hunting for food, put your hand on your head."
(I put my hand on my head)
B: "Nope. The mommy lion goes hunting for food. Oh, Oh.... Who do you think eats first?"
M: "The babies."
B: "Nope, the daddy!!! (with disgust in his tone)
Bronson just could not understand why the "Lazy Daddy" would get to eat first!
B: "I don't think you would want to be a mommy lion!"
M: "Mmmm, NO WAY!"
Then I got to thinking....
the mommy
goes through the labor of carrying and giving birth to the babies,
takes care of the babies,
runs around all afternoon to hunt prey,
kills the prey,
drags it back to the rest of the lions,
then waits for 1st her husband to eat,
who by the way has just been laying around all day,
then her starving babies.
Then finally, exhausted, sits down to eat whatever leftover morsels she can scrape up,
all the while most likely being tugged on by her cubs,
who are already full & on to the next activity.
DOES THIS SOUND FAMILIAR TO ANYONE?
At least she doesn't have to clean up!
(I'm totally NOT ragging on Billy- he works very hard! And I appreciate it EACH & EVERY DAY! And I love being able to be at home with MY babies.)
I'm just saying that some days the life of a HUMAN mom and a LION mom don't seem so different!

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