The oddly normal life of Clorie

So technically she's eleven, but since the day she was born I told her to stay my baby....so at nine I finally put an end to her getting any older. What can I say about this child. My last child. My baby. Hannah was in a rush to get here, after only about 4 hours of labor..She hasn't seemed to slow down yet! She was standing along furniture by 5 months, walking alone by 9. She saw her big brother and sissies doing things, and she wanted to do them too. She's eleven today. I still remember her being small enough to hold in my arms, lay on my chest, and bite her little buttcheeks. Today she's wearing training bras, mascara and sometimes lipgloss. She has friends without me,  sleepovers,  and secrets mommy doesn't know. She's a preteen for heavens sake!  I can't even type that out without tears. My baby,  is a preteen. Hannah is a super smart child, school AND street wise. She's opinionated and will certainly correct you if your wrong and argue wi

Often times I just blog away about things on my nerves ...seldom do I think to blog about better things.  So today I'm blogging some positive things...about my beautiful children. First my birthday girl,  hannah. I always give my kids money for thier birthdays. Hannah knows things are tight right now,  and told me she was okay with not getting her birthday cash. 11 years but far more mature. Then Destiny ... were having a "cookie party " on Sunday and I was telling my friend that I was going to have everyone bring some powdered sugar and maybe food color to help out. Destiny went to the store...bought a pack of both (and me a diet coke). Bailey has been struggling in school...and mentioned that he'd like to stay after class for tutoring. Daddy said he'd look into that for him....but today he rode his bike to school and stayed after for tutoring all on his own. He also got all his missing assignments turned in. Promise. Well Promise is usually just an awesome

FINALLY school is back in session, after 5 snow days. As you can imagine everyone is a little off schedule. After a bit of coaxing (and possible drugging)  I was able to get all the kids tucked into bed only about 20 minutes late. 10 minutes or so after the boy was laid down. With three dogs to keep him warm...he came out and sat at the kitchen table explaining "bosco let two good ones go... I'm going to sit out here until the fog clears." For a moment I just sat there, then when curiosity got the better of me I wondered outloud "with all 3 dogs in your bed,  how can you place blame on bosco? " "I SNIFFED ALL THREE OF EMS BUTTS. IT WAS BOSCO! " Sometimes things are better left unknown. Wow...

Ice age was the movie on TV. I told hubby Me: hey babe its your best friends favorite movie! Hubby: what best friend? Me: you know who! Hubby: your my best friend. Me: melting....I wanna snuggle!  Yeah mostly he irritates the crap outta me, but not tonight. I love him tonight ;)

Feels food...really good...when you've worked your butt off to provide for your family.  You look back and you see....sure we might not have it all,  but we've got a roof over our heads,  food on our plates,  love in our hearts. Were doing even better than that though!  We have hot water for showers clean clothes warm blankets cable TV and even Wi-Fi and cellular service. So even though we don't have it all...we have much, so much to be thankful for. Then you get on Facebook and see your child begging for someone to "save her" as she can't stand another SECOND in "this place". Ahh yeah, love you too.  Tomorrow while your soundly sleeping in on this the 3rd snowday and I am begging my boss for extra hours so I can pay for this "hell hole " you hate ....ill smile ....because I know one day... your gonna miss this.