tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4111237314376809562024-03-13T14:55:10.975-07:00Blankets Bears and Binkies OH MY!Welcome! I’m glad you could make it.
So what are you waiting for?
Grab a cup of coffee and pull up a chair.
Sit down, hang on and enjoy the ride.
Because there is never a dull moment in this house!Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger177125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-69965249531204711322012-02-22T10:40:00.000-08:002012-02-22T10:40:36.902-08:00How People ChangeIt's amazing how much a person can change over the years. As we grow up meet our husbands and wives, have children and really become adults. Gosh 15 years ago I figured it would never happen. I was going to be in school forever wishing I was an adult forever. Or at least it seemed that way then.<br />
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My best friend from Middle School moved back to the area after many many years of being away. Thanks to myspace we had tracked each other down about 6 years or so ago and had been talking on the phone. We had been through pregnancy, new babies and such together over the phone.<br />
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Its amazing to me how different someone can be over the phone vs. in person. So she moves back to the greater Seattle area. I a bit worried how things might go and I couldn't have been more right to be worried.<br />
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Long story short.... She spent less than 7 months living here. There was no changing her, helping her or making her become the adult she needs to be to be able to raise her child.<br />
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Over the months she was here it gave me a new respect for the life long friends I do have and my amazing friends I have made as an adult. You all are the best and I love you so much. Thanks for making life wonderful and fun, filled with endless laughs, some tears and wonderful memories.<br />
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Until Next Time,<br />
Just call me MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-17575011297284015752012-01-29T12:25:00.000-08:002012-01-29T12:25:32.169-08:00Hiatus No More!A ton has happened in the last 404 days since I last posted. So much so I should almost change my blog title....<br />
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Homeschooling is a thing of the past. Both of my big kids are full time students at our neighborhood school and loving every moment of it. Chloe has given up binkies well hers at least but she does from time to time hide to suck on her little brothers.<br />
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Christmas Eve of 2010 we found out that we were expecting baby #4. Michael Loren was born the day after his big brothers birthday on July 10, 2011 weighting in at 4lbs 7oz and 17 inches long. Mikey was a huge surprise who decided to keep us on our toes when he decided to make his grand entrance into the world 2 months on the day before his due date. After 21 long days in the NICU learning how to eat on his own. He made his way to our crazy home that has been none stop craziness from the moment he was carried through the door.<br />
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The craziness couldnt be any more fun than it is. Its a joy and such a blessing to have 4 amazingly wonderful children to call our own. From giggles and grins, endless laundry, zero sleep and a house that always seems to look like a tornado just hit it. The last 404 days have been WONDERFUL!<br />
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I miss recording my crazy life's moments here at BBnB so I think its safe to say... That I'm back!!!<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-15417451219723590202010-12-21T08:53:00.000-08:002010-12-21T08:59:52.958-08:00It's Safe to SayThat it's possible that I have stopped blogging.<br /><br />I guess I will add this to my list of things to do in the new year.<br /><br />As for the reasons I do not blog anymore. Time seems to be the main reason. The other reason the moment I try to sit down to blog. My 4 year old always gets into something. Just now she opened a can of soda that she must have first dropped or shaken because now I have soda all over my floor.<br /><br />This year has been crazy....<br /><br />Everyone is a year older including myself and I am having a hard time with the idea that I am almost 30. We have moved way to many times but I am happy to say that it wont be happening again for a very very long time.<br /><br />If there is anyone out there who still swings by from time to time to see if I have posted anything.<br /><br />I am wishing you a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MomUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-74773430717287607662010-09-01T11:06:00.001-07:002010-09-01T11:25:00.313-07:00Still in Boxes<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/TH6aQrhLCiI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5YzRbIFnyNc/s1600/DSC00049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512012605298510370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/TH6aQrhLCiI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5YzRbIFnyNc/s400/DSC00049.JPG" /></a> ( and to think we made 2 other runs on top of this one)<br /><div>We are moved... </div><br /><div>Still in boxes... </div><br /><div>and it seems that the boxes never end. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm still floored that we took a 3500sf house full of stuff packed it into a 10 x 30 storage unit. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Now we have moved our things from a 10 x 30 storage unit and are trying to put all of our crap into 1200sf of a small, non storage having apartment. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I never thought in a million years that after Scott, Avery and I moved out of our first apartment. That we would ever end back up in an apartment. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>While everyone is adjusting nicely for the most part anyway. I cant help but miss the space, the yard, and most of all STORAGE. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have no idea where in the world to put our towels, extra sheets, toys, toys and more toys. I am continuing to get rid of TONS of stuff and when I say TONS I mean tons. The only thing I'm having the most trouble tossing is baby items...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>1.) I have this fear that if I give it away, sell or toss it. That it will only be a matter of time before I end up with another wee one. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>2.) If that does happen I don't think Mr. Montana has any idea of the cost to buy everything that would be needed. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>3.) I have this little idea that if I hand onto all the girls baby clothes that I might end up getting really lucky and end up with a BOY since I would be ready for a girl, and I would be forced to buy all new things anyway. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>4.) If that happens then I will toss every last item of baby girl clothes... wait not every item cause there are a few things I don't think that I could part with. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Okay so I know what your thinking... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I know my ideas aren't really sane ones, but Scott and I have been going back and forth for months about adding one more wee one to the mix. Not that I wouldn't be happy with 3 girls and a 1 boy. It sure would be nice for Aves to have a brother. So maybe if I'm lucky my idea of keeping everything because of the cost of having to buy new. Will end up in a " I told ya so". Will be the first words out of Mr. Montana's mouth if we end up with a boy. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well I should go unpack something its the least I can do. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Until Next Time,</div><br /><div>JM</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-57940320787488320802010-05-16T12:17:00.001-07:002010-05-29T09:38:27.800-07:00I would rather give BIRTH than...Get another tattoo on my foot.<br /><br />I'm 110% serious! Thank GOD it's was a small tattoo and it only took about 20 minutes, but MAN it hurt like crazy.<br /><br />I am thankful I had a good friend with me to share the joys of tattoohood on our poor left feet.<br /><br />At the same time it's kinda like childbirth. You forget the pain after a while and enjoy the newness and love you feel once it's over. But unlike childbirth this is something that I will NEVER EVER do again.<br /><br />Dear Foot,<br /><br />Sorry I left you naked for so long. I hope you enjoy your new flowers that will be with you forever!!!<br /><br />Love,<br />The Girl Who Walks Upon This Very Foot<br />( in TONS of pain bare foot because of the pain shoes cause )Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-62108628602505878942010-05-12T11:27:00.000-07:002010-05-12T11:43:39.096-07:00A Soft Place to Land<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/S-r2zR8MytI/AAAAAAAAAl8/YY6NPiFNG2Q/s1600/ev_white.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470456058244549330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/S-r2zR8MytI/AAAAAAAAAl8/YY6NPiFNG2Q/s400/ev_white.jpg" /></a><br /><div>A Soft Place to Land<br />By Susan Rebecca White<br /><br /><br />Before I say anything more. There has only been a small handful of books that I have read that I would be willing to tell someone they MUST read it. Before yesterday I would have told you all to pick up a copy of "She's Come Undone" By Wally Lamb....<br /><br />BUT...<br /><br />Today I'm telling you to run out and pick up a copy of A Soft Place to Land by Susan Rebecca White.<br /><br />So this past Friday while walking ( more like running ) through Target with my little Bother and my kiddo's trying to keep up with them young people. I told myself that I would going to refrain from buying a book today. I have way more than normal on my plate things that I should be doing, but haven't yet gotten to it. OH THE STORY OF MY LIFE RIGHT?<br /><br />While speeding past all the books I noticed this amazing cover on this book. Thinking that if the book was anything like the cover than it would be worth reading. I'm a sucker for cute book covers. Anyway while standing in line at Target to pay for the book I promised myself I wouldn't buy and some arts and craft stuff for the kids. I thought well I might as well read the back to see what I will be spending 11 dollars on.<br /><br />After reading thinking that at the very most it will keep my mind busy over the next few days while laying in the sun...<br /><br />Well it did I couldn't put it down. I finished it yesterday heartbroken that there isn't a follow up or something to it. I'm dying to see where the two sisters are now. To the point it's driving me crazy. IT'S JUST a BOOK and IT'S NOT like Ruthie and Julia are really out there. Even though the book ended on a great and sweet note without giving anything away. BECAUSE YOU NEED TO READ IT YOU REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY DO. I long for more...<br /><br />So go out get a COPY PEOPLE. Cause your going to love it. And if there are anyone out there still that hasn't read "She's Come Undone" By Wally Lamb GO GET THAT TOO!!<br /><br />You Will Thank Me Later! PROMISE<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />T</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-16734745560502098302010-05-08T11:39:00.000-07:002010-05-08T11:57:22.344-07:00Sunny with a Chance of SunburnLess than 10 years ago I could spend my days sitting in the sun sipping ice tea reading the latest issue of Seventeen, listing to (gasp) the backstreet boys without a care in the world.<br /><br />What I mean by without a care in the world is Sunscreen...<br /><br />For all the wrong reasons. I didn't want the SPF 30 to get in the way of that perfect golden brown tan that my children now are able to reach in 2.2 seconds of being outside. For all of you freaking out thinking that I send my children out without sunblock. Don't worry because trust me I need to slather my sweet albino like children with SPF 200 with an extra side of SPF 50. Or their golden brown will never be met and I would be forced to deal with "MOM my arms are hot, it burns and I think I'm going to die." I learned my lesson with that ONCE never to be repeated again.<br /><br />Truth be told it took a few times to learn that lesson. My sweet baby Bella only a few weeks at the time was sitting in her swing sleeping away in the shade at grandmas house. Little did I know that at some point the sun had moved and well half of my sweet diaper wearing Bella was swinging in the sun. I didn't notice until it was too late. She had a perfect line down her little body one side red while the other still albino.<br /><br />The other lesson was learned I think last summer, but maybe the summer before to always put sunblock on the part in her hair. DID YOU KNOW THAT IT BURNS THERE TOO? I sure didn't, but I do now.<br /><br />Okay back to my story...<br /><br />Yesterday while watching my father build a fence and my children playing in the sand I had time to do a bit of reading and get a little sun myself. I should have known better, but it's only May and I thought to myself I'm not going to burn. I couldn't have been more wrong yet again... My arm today is a big pink thank GOD it doesn't hurt. I cant help, but be left scratching my head wondering what happened to my perfect NON burning olive skin?<br /><br />While Camping last summer I fried myself so bad that I was thankful the nights were cold and while playing on the beach during the day the cold breeze was enough to cool my lobster colored body.<br /><br />I'm just going to blame my children for this. Pre motherhood I would bake all day in the sun without the thought of aloe being needed by the end of the night. Now I make sure to keep a Costco size bottle in the fridge waiting for me. Because at the end of the day I'm too lazy to take less than 5 minutes to slather my body with sunblock.<br /><br />Well I'm off to do it yet again. My big kids are busy playing in the yard and riding bikes the baby is sleeping with hubby. It's time to read in the sun and bake a bit more!<br /><br />And to think that the amount of time I spent writing this post I could have been digging out the sunblock. Oh well it makes more sense to write about it. In my world anyway!<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Burning MaMaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-77413625246640376352010-05-08T10:36:00.000-07:002010-05-08T10:59:28.528-07:00Some Kind of HellThis past month has been a bit hellish if I don't say so myself. If hell is anything like what we have been dealing with then point me in the direction of the closest church.<br /><br />Rewind a few weeks....<br /><br />1st<br />We lose our home. A place we were planning on buying and spending the rest of our life in. We had a few months left until we were able to obtain a loan to buy it from the builder.<br /><br />2nd<br />I got into a bit of a finder binder. I wasn't paying close attention to the cars in front of me and rear ended some guy in this big pick up truck. Thankfully all the damage was done to my car and he only needs a new hitch!<br /><br />3rd<br />No rentals to be found in our price range. And the ones we did like were gone before we even got a chance to see them.<br /><br />4th<br />We were being sued by the people who now own the home we are living in. For some crazy reason they believed the builder that we weren't paying and that's why he couldn't make his payments. Funny how we were able to show proof of every payment and got them off our back and made the builder look like a total butt.<br /><br />5th<br />Scott gets a speeding ticket less than one block away from home. Not only did he get a ticket, but he was in his work truck with our son in the car. Note to all if the sign posted says 35 go 35 not almost 20 over.<br /><br />6th<br />Still no rental going to plan B. Looking for storage, renting a Uhall and finding family to bunk with.<br /><br />7th<br />With less than 3 days left in our home. My mother really not wanting us to stay with her in her 500sf apartment. Not that I blame her cause that's a whole lot of people in one small space. My aunt wanting us to move in with her, but once again a whole lot of people plus animals and not much more space than at moms.<br /><br />8th<br />The heavens open up and my dad calls!! The first good thing to happen all month.<br />So on Thursday April 29th we made the plan to stay with my dad, stepmom and little brother until we were able to find a place.<br /><br />May 1st MOVING DAY<br />While we struggled to figure out what all would be needed at dads while we packed up the last boxes to move wondering if there was anything that we missed. We said goodbye to our home in Orting and set out for our new adventure moving in with my parents for the first and what I hope to be the last time since moving out almost 10 years ago.<br /><br />So far so good though no complaints besides waiting for the bathroom in the mornings. Making runs out to the garage bathroom in the cold. We have a mom's apartment size room to live in. The kids can play outside all day have nerf wars with my 16 year old brother and best of all we can still do school work! There is even room for all their school books.<br /><br />So the month of hell has ended until the new hell starts again. Moving our crap that is packed to the gills inside a 10x30 storage unit to our new home. Whenever that might end up being.<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Country Living MAMAUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-38440555216346940992010-04-28T13:37:00.001-07:002010-04-28T13:39:01.837-07:00LifeJust when you think things couldn't get any worse....<br /><br />THEY DO<br /><br />God give me strength to get through the next 4 days, cause I really really really really need it.<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br /> TUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-60095319665027253512010-04-27T11:47:00.000-07:002010-04-27T12:09:31.037-07:00Why We HomeschoolIf someone would have asked me 8 years ago if I was planning on homschooling my children. I would have told them they were out of their minds.<br /><br />While I was pregnant with Avery I would joke about homeschooling my child. For the simple fact I couldn't even bear the idea of one day my sweet baby who I hadn't even met yet would be leaving me.<br /><br />That was 8 years ago...<br /><br />Today and 3 kids later things have changed.<br /><br />I started toying with the idea shortly after Chloe was released from the Hospital after her first almost 2 week long stay for RSV.<br /><br />Both Avery and Bella were in preschool and were always sick and now my baby who is already fighting for her life. Didn't need to worry about getting the germs the big kids were bringing home.<br /><br />When Chloe was 3 weeks old. We were informed that even a simple cold could cause serious complications.<br /><br />At that time our biggest fear was open heart surgery on a newborn. I had no idea that our stuffy noses could cause heart failure. In turn if meds couldn't help counter act her heart failing that would lead to a heart transplant.<br /><br />After a very sickly first year, along with weekly weigh ins and monthly meetings with Chloe's AMAZING Heart Doctor... Dr. Stamm.<br /><br />Our minds were made up...<br /><br />We were told that if we could make it to year 2 without any major heart problems Chloe's VSD ( Ventricular Septal Defect )would require repair at age 2.<br /><br />Avery would be mid way through his school year. With that in the back of our minds we didn't want to worry about who would be around and able to take him to school if I was at home caring for a baby who just had open heart surgery.<br /><br />Knowing that if I were home with Chloe caring for her there was no reason why I wouldn't be able to teach my son.<br /><br />Then started the quest for the perfect homeshool curriculum. Sonlight was one of the first I found and after looking at what seems like thousands, but more like a hundred different ones. We went with Sonlight!<br /><br />We are almost 2 full years into Homeschool and I couldn't be any more happy with the choice that our family has made. I get to spend my days with my children watching and helping them learn and grow.<br /><br />After 2 very long years of prayer Miss Chloe walked into Dr. Stamm's office and was given a clean bill of health. While her heart defects remain they have gotten smaller. She doesn't have to go back to see him until she is 4. While the worry is gone for the most part, the memory still remains of what could have happened.<br /><br />With all that being said I want to THANK YOU all for everything! The prayers over the years and the positive encouragement during our journey of life and parenthood and everything in between. We couldn't have done it without you!<br /><br />Hugs and Loves,<br />TaylorUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-70593882247895116862010-04-27T09:23:00.000-07:002010-04-27T11:39:45.992-07:00Clearing up Confusion<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464879910607822738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/S9cnUxPyn5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/pHByBwLZZYM/s400/we_choose_homeschool_lg.jpg" />Dear Family and Friends,<br /><br /><br />Good Morning and Welcome to Blankets Bears and Binkies!<br /><br />I'm sure a few of you are here for the first time due to my mass email that was sent out telling you to click on this link and read what I have written about homeschool and our family.<br /><br />It was made known a few weeks ago that most of you feel as though you are out of the loop. I Taylor and Mr. Montana ( Scott ) have decided that Homeschooling is what is best for our family. No this doesn't mean we will be doing it forever nor does it mean that we wont. I take everyday day by day followed by taking it year by year.<br /><br />For you wonderful blog followers that I have. If there are any of you out there. Bear with me while I walk you all family, friends, and blog junkies through a day in the life at our house.<br /><br />Before I get to that I would like to say that please weather you are family, friends or bloggers if you ever and I mean EVER have a question about what we do before jumping to all sorts of crazy out of this world conclusions PLEASE just ask me.<br /><br />Welcome to a day at A.I.C Academy!<br /><br />A typical day here starts at 7am. Avery, Bella and Chloe are given 2 hours before we start our school day. This two hours is for waking up, eating breakfast, morning chores and getting ready for the day. At 8:45 they are given their 15 minute call until school starts. At this point teeth are brushed and hair is combed. All of this should and will be done by 9am.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Monday - Thursday School Day</span><br /><br />9am - Morning Prayer lead by either Avery or Bella. Chloe followers their prayer with one of her own. We bless our school day each and everyday.<br /><br />9:05am - Calendar<br /><br />9:10am - Bible<br />Thanks to Sonlight my children are reading one of the most amazing books I have ever owned. Leading little ones to God. At the end of the lesson we are given a bible verse to look up and read that corresponds with the lesson.<br /><br />9:45 am - Memory Verse<br />Over the course of 6 weeks Avery and Bella are learning Psalms 1: 1-6<br />at the end of the 6 weeks they get to pick and help cook that night. After dinner both of the kiddo's get to recite what they have learned.<br /><br />10 am - Copywork (handwriting)<br /><br />10:30am - Reading ( Avery reads to us ) and Phonics<br /><br />11am - Spelling ( Spelling Tests are on Thursday, if there are any missed words they write them each 4 times and then I retest them on those words on Friday )<br /><br />11:15 am - Math<br />Avery is working on Horizons 3rd grade and Bella is working on Horizons K<br />(Math Tests are given every 10 lessons for Avery)<br /><br />Noon - Lunch time<br />During lunch I read aloud to the kids while they eat. At the moment we are reading Charlotts Web.<br /><br />After the kids are done with Lunch Avery has free time until 1 while I get the Chloe down for a nap.<br /><br />1pm - History<br /><br />1:45pm - Creative writing<br /><br />2pm - Local News - Avery and Bella get to pick a story from the local news they want to tell us about. Then they write a small paper and either draw a picture or we will print a picture from that story. The last thing they wrote and told us about was the Volcano in Ice Land. It's been an on going story they have been working on for the last few weeks.<br /><br />2:30pm - Clean up from our school day. If there is any unfinished school work that hasn't been finished from the day ie. Copywork, handwriting or reading this is when it is done.<br /><br />Our School day is always done by 3pm. If we have had a good school day, no tears, fighting to get work finished and things like that. They tend to go out to play or the Wii can be played for a while.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Friday School Day</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Before Noon the day is the same</span><br /><br /><br />1pm - Science<br /><br />2pm - Art<br /><br /><br />We have found that saving Science and Art for Fridays works best.<br /><br />A.I.C Academy is in session year round. This allows for us to take days off here and there or for times when we have family in town and they get to take a week off to visit!<br /><br />Both Avery and Bella are testing at grade level and above in many subjects. At times when they have struggled with something it has been addressed and taken care of. I feel they are blessed for this reason. Where they struggle they are given more one on one time to help overcome the struggle. Where they excel they are able to work at higher grade level. All of this wouldn't be possible if they were in either public or private school.<br /><br />Both Scott and Myself have taken the required classes and courses to be able to homeschool our children in the state of Washington.<br /><br />Scott and I feel very lucky to be able to home teach our children. Along with that we are very thankful to have found such a WONDERFUL curriculum to use. If it wasn't for Sonlight I'm not sure where we would be or what our children would be doing.<br /><br />I consider myself lucky and thank God each and everyday for giving me the strength to teach my children at home. He has given our family so much in the last years and continues to show us that we have made the right choice for our family.<br /><br />For this season in my life I'm a stay at home, homeschooling mama. Do I know what next year will bring? I don't, but I do know that God will let us know what he wants us to do!<br /><br /><br />I will continue to do weekly blog updates on our homeschooling journey. This way NON of you will be left in the dark and left to question what and how we do things around here.<br /><br />As always I'm an email or phone call away to answer any questions you might have about OUR choice to homeschool OUR children.<br /><br />Please feel free to check out the Sonlight curriculum we use at <a href="http://www.sonlight.com/">http://www.sonlight.com/</a><br />Also you can check out Washington Homeschool Organization at <a href="http://washhomeschool.org/">http://washhomeschool.org</a><br />and read over the Washington homeschool laws at <a href="http://washhomschool.org/homeschooling/law.html">http://washhomschool.org/homeschooling/law.html</a><br /><br />I hope this blog finds everyone happy, healthy and well.<br /><br />Hugs, loves, Blessings and Best Wishes!<br />Scott, Taylor, Avery, Bella, and Chloe<br /><br />PS. All questions can be sent to either my main email or at <a href="mailto:AIC.Academy@yahoo.com">AIC.Academy@yahoo.com</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464879905117816850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/S9cnUcy3yBI/AAAAAAAAAls/F-w3xnaswU0/s400/homeschool+hy+2.gif" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-67314823012540665782010-03-23T08:06:00.000-07:002010-03-23T10:20:18.749-07:00Dont Blame MeI voted for the other guy...<br /><br />Sitting here just thinking about how our world is changing before my very eyes is heartbreaking.<br />I'm not so much worried for myself, but more so worried about the future of our world for my children.<br /><br />I have spent the last few days away from my computer, TV and radio. For the simple fact that I just cant bear the idea of what is happening.<br /><br />Yesterday ( Monday ) I had to make a phone call to our family Doctor to check in with them after Miss Chloe's ER visit last Tuesday ( that's a whole different story ). Our poor doctor was running around like a chicken with his head cut off worried about the future of his practice.<br /><br />Once that phone call was over I myself was headed over to see my Doctor for my yearly 2 years late. I know how bad am I? Anyway I'm at high risk for breast cancer I figured that yesterday I was going to be planning on making an appointment for my first mammogram.<br /><br />To my surprise...<br /><br />Guess what that is no longer an option for me until I am 50.<br /><br />Funny thing that my grandmother was diagnosed long before she turned 50. So I guess that I'm just a sitting duck waiting until I'm 50 like a ticking time bomb for breast cancer. To top it off if I happen to come across a lump before I turn 50. I will have to see not only my normal doc, but then she will send me to another doc to check out the same thing followed by one more doc and they all have to have decide that a mammogram is the best thing for me before I can get one.<br /><br />WHAT THE HECK...<br /><br />Second thing that worries me just a bit. I have a small child who was born with 3 congenital heart defects who is one of the lucky one who gets to have one of the worlds best heart doctors in our back yard willing and wanting to see us anytime we even have a question about her heart.<br /><br />She has 9 months to go before she needs to be seen by him again.<br /><br />I have been told that if I want her checked out by him one last time I need to get on it. Because we will end up loosing him as our doctor too.<br /><br />WHAT THE HECK...<br /><br />So I'm going to spend the next I don't know how long running around getting everyone seen by the doctors we love and trust before our health care becomes a total mess.<br /><br />The other thing both Scott and I are thinking about is baby #4.<br /><br />We have always talked about one more, but the other thing we really want is that my obgyn be the one who all my children. So it turns out that we might be embarking on a new chapter in our lives sooner than later of becoming a family of 6. Lets just hope that we will only be a family of six, but I will need to come to terms with the fact that my body doesn't want to allow me to have babies on my own anymore. So we will be entering a new chapter in our lives.<br /><br />With the meds that I will need to start to be able to have another child could possibly lead to twins. And the odds double for me because well twins run in my family.<br /><br />On a funny note Mr. Montana and I spent the day talking about what happens if we mix our babies up and ways to make sure it doesn't happen. For whatever reason he loves the idea of twins, but he isn't one to get up in the middle of the night nor is he the one who would have to share his body with them for 9 months nor does he have to give birth to them either.<br /><br />Well that's my rant for today...<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-71268728937383801012009-12-22T08:25:00.000-08:002009-12-22T08:45:03.667-08:00Christmas Crazy Nightmarish People, Feeling Thankful I don't work RetailScratching my head while in line at Toys R Us wondering what people think it's going to be like shopping only 4 days before Christmas. I always repair myself knowing fully well that a line is going to be the place I spend most my time while Christmas Shopping.<br /><br />With a smile on my face I ask the person at check out how their day is going. 90% of the time I end up apologizing for the stupid person who just happened to be in front of us for yelling or being rude to them. Remind them that the Holidays are almost over and people will go back to their normal rudeness in just a matter of days.<br /><br />Then you have the wonderful, kind hearted and just plain sweet people you meet while trying to find that perfect barbie. You know the kind of people you wish that you could just shrink, stuff in your pocket to take home. I like to call these people GRANDPARENTS. I'm not saying that all of them are sweet, easy going and bring along their patients. But for the most part they are having a fun time finding last minute gifts for their lovable grand babies.<br /><br />With only 3 sleeps left until Christmas I do have to say that I am way a head of the game as far as shopping goes. I'm just about done... last minute stalking stuffer's and the normal socks and undies to pick up for the kiddo's. This is the first year in I don't know how long that My mother and I were the only ones from this house out shopping. Last year Chloe in her PJ's joined us for the madness knowing that she wouldn't remember the things we picked up for her.<br /><br />I'm beyond thankful I was able to walk out the door last night leaving my stuffed up, temper tantrum throwing children at home. You would think that yesterday wouldn't have been as bad as it was. Seeing that my children cant seem to stop worrying about if they made it onto Santa's nice list.<br /><br />It's been weeks and weeks of threats from the big kids to each other about calling 1-800-Santa to let him know that they have been naughty. It was so bad the other night that I was forced to let them know that I was about to call Santa myself so he could put them both on the "LIST".<br /><br />On a serious note for my readers....<br />There is a list that I would love for you to put our family on if you wouldn't mind.<br />Our family received some not so great news last week. While I'm not going to go into detail on here because of the sensitivity of the issue. Please keep our family in your prayers over the next few months. My aunt went in a few weeks ago to have something very simple and routine taking care of that ended up being much more serious than that. So if you wouldn't mind keeping her, and her family in your prayers that would be wonderful.<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-89676222106789967052009-12-12T10:50:00.000-08:002009-12-12T10:58:03.929-08:00Dear Jim Bob, Michelle and FamilyYour family is in our Prayers and thoughts.<br /><br />We love you even though we don't really know you, but we feel as though we do.<br /><br />Our family just wish you all the very best and hope for the very best for you all.<br /><br />While I know that there are many more families out there like us feeling the same way we do right now.<br /><br />From many many many miles away we are giving each and every one of you a GREAT BIG HUG.<br /><br />If there was any other way right now that we could help you other than prayer we would be there with BELLS on.<br /><br />Just know that we are praying for you and loving you all from way over here in Washington. May all your prayers be answered and the love that we all have for you guys be felt.<br /><br />Blessings,<br />Scott, Taylor, Avery, Isabella, and Chloe<br /><br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-88080625809635758722009-12-12T10:09:00.000-08:002009-12-12T10:25:56.862-08:00Cheating Tiger, Hidden MistressOnce upon a time I dreamed of being the wife of the great Tiger Woods. Mistress<br />Every detail of our wedding covered by Oprah in a week long special.<br />A picture of us together after he won the PGA tour.<br />Us together holding my baby bump on the cover of people.<br /><br />Many Many Years ago this was a dream of mine. I'm just glad that I some how managed to pull my head out of the clouds. Then I met Mr. Montana!<br /><br />While I don't see meeting Oprah in my near future or making it on the cover of people anytime soon. I am SO thankful that my dream of being Mrs. Wood never came true.<br /><br />A part of me feels bad for him and his wife. I know he did it to himself, but I'm sure that his wife doesn't like the fact that their life's issues is making it on the cover of every magazine and having a TMZ report every night.<br /><br />Dear Mr. Woods,<br /><br /> While I'm thankful that our lives only cross paths in the check out line at my local shopping establishment. I do hope that for your child's sake you pull yourself together.<br /><br /> I do have to say that I don't blame your wife for anything said or done. If it were me I would be taking MY Taylor Made to your.... Well I would be taking it to anything I could find.<br /><br /> ~Your once Future Wife<br /><br /><br /> Dear Mrs. Woods,<br /><br /> What are you doing? RUN RUN RUN milk him for everything he has and get the heck out of there. Is it really worth it?<br /><br /> ~Taylor Made<br /><br /><br /> Until Next Time,<br /> Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-58726326414754739222009-11-27T11:12:00.000-08:002009-11-27T11:37:25.276-08:00Foto Finish Friday<div align="center">Wedding of the Year!</div><div align="center">2030</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SxAk8ZQQz7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/JWl75ZD3acg/s1600/Yipi+Ki-yeah+Mother+Fudger+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408863772461813682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SxAk8ZQQz7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/JWl75ZD3acg/s400/Yipi+Ki-yeah+Mother+Fudger+032.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="left">This is my 3 year old Chloe' with her Husband Andre' who is also 3. </div><div align="left">This picture was taken 6 days after our wedding on a trip to get pizza. </div><div align="left">With our wedding still fresh in their little minds. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Both Andre' and Chloe' went on to tell me about their wedding, Children and What their lives together was going to be like.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">They are going to have a small wedding with just family. Sounds nice right?</div><div align="left">Well with just family it would be anything, but small.</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">So you have an idea...</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Andre' (Chloe's Husband ) is my nephew. His mother is my best friend of 15 years. I think of her children as my own. My best friend is like the sister I never had. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Now that I have pointed that out. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Really any close friends are family to both of us. So more than likely YOU ( yes you )</div><div align="left">are going to be invited to this small, just family wedding. I'm sure you will fall into the category of aunt, uncle, brother, sister, mom, dad, grandpa, grandma, or really any other family name you can think of. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Okay moving on to set the tone of the wedding. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Andre' will be wearing his suit. The one he still has yet to take off from my wedding. Chloe' will be wearing her wedding dress from the wedding. I wonder if they have figured out that a size 2T isn't going to fit in 20 years?</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">There will be tons of flowers put together by Grandma Faith, Uncle Mike and Uncle Darren. </div><div align="left">Grandma Faith is family by blood. Uncle Mike and Uncle Darren are her best friends. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Do you have any idea how BIG this SMALL wedding is going to be?</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">They are going to be married by Andre's Daddy. Both Andra and I have yet to be given a job at this point. I'm guessing they will just ask for our credit cards. Candid Carrie and all the Foto Finish Friday Fans will be reporting on the Wedding of the Year. </div><div align="left">Bookmark it, Stick this in your fave cause your going to need it. You know in 20 years!</div><div align="left"><a href="http://candidcarrie.com/">http://candidcarrie.com/</a></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Now that we have a billion and one of our closest family members at the wedding. Andre' and Chloe' will now freak out everyone who is there because Andre' just knows that both Chloe' and He will have matching GUNS. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Needless to say he was a bit excited about the new gun he had just picked up from the fair. And like every other 3 year old in the world. You must include your favorite toys in your wedding!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Your invited to the wedding of the year in 2030</div><div align="left">Details coming soon!</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Until Next Time,</div><div align="left">Just the Mother of the Bride</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-74436121885494223492009-11-25T07:52:00.000-08:002009-11-25T08:30:12.472-08:00Who is Ready?To risk your life to save some money this holiday season?<br /><br />Here I sit on Thanksgiving EVE thinking about how many people out there are going to be taking a nap, or maybe just going to bed early. To wake up in time to stand in line to take advantage of those great black Friday sales?<br /><br />Last year a few people died either by being stomped to death or being shot by a crazed black Friday shopper.<br /><br />For me it's simple I'll wait like I always do and shop just days before Christmas. For one because I'm just not that organized for two that's how I like to roll. For the most part I'm easy going and I don't get all worked up over little things. I mean I have had my moments, but it's fun to watch people in their crazy Christmas freak outs. I almost live for it...<br /><br />By the time we are done standing in lines at Toys R Us, Target and where ever else we ended up needing to shop that day. I promise myself every year that I will NEVER EVER wait until the last minute.<br /><br />As always here I am again not even really thinking about what Santa will be bringing. For me it's simple the kids tell me what they want and I try to make it happen. If I cant find everything they want whatever ends up being under the tree always seems to make them happy. Well all but one year all Avery wanted was a crane truck. I spent MONTHS searching for one and it turns out that not a single store had them, people weren't making them. That was 3 years ago and NOW that he no longer is into cars and trucks they are all over the place.<br /><br />Figures....<br /><br />So whats your plan for Black Friday? Our family spends the Friday after Thanksgiving cutting down our Christmas Tree and decorating for Santa.<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-6426280524642878322009-11-24T13:21:00.000-08:002009-11-25T09:30:16.922-08:00GIVE AWAY!!!!!<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">GIVE AWAY</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">#1</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">In the spirit of the Holidays </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">with the thought of where most of us spend our time this time of year. </span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">NO NOT AT THE MALL </span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">The other place</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">In the Kitchen!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">And what does one need while cooking in the kitchen?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'll wait why you think.</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">YES!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">An Apron!</span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407795920887439410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwxZvQJNYDI/AAAAAAAAAko/nmsGPgE0yOE/s400/bee+with+ruffle.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">style and colors may vary</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Made by yours truly!</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Now if you are anything like me you already have an apron that you love and cant stand not having on while cooking. </span></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">So it isn't for you!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">It's for a special little one in your life!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">So here's the way it's going to work.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">With the ending of Jon & Kate plus 8 </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">I have a little idea...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">To enter you need to leave a comment. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Then return to your blog and write an entry about....</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Drum ROLL PLEASE!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The day in the life of your own reality show!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">You need to name your show</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">and please in great fun detail write about a single day with you staring in your own show!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">What would you be doing?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">What fun would you be having?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Anything CRAZY that would be going on...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Somewhere in your post you must mention my blog and somehow tie me into your reality show. Remember to post my blog link as well. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">If you don't happen to have a blog no worries. Email it to me. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="mailto:Blanketsbearsandbinkies@yahoo.com">Blanketsbearsandbinkies@yahoo.com</a></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">One last thing Don't FORGET to become a follower!</span></div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The best entry WINS. Not only will I be reading them all, but I will have my mother help me choose the best. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Start Date is TODAY November 24th and the contest will end Tuesday December 1st at Midnight. The winner will be announced by Friday December 4th. </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">So what are you waiting for!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">GET TO WRITING!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Until Next Time, </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Just MOM</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-61244370022796931662009-11-24T08:09:00.000-08:002009-11-24T08:35:13.078-08:00Where Did They Get That From?I have been a bit surprised by the words that have been coming out of my children's mouths as of late. I mean all children have cute sweet things to say all the time. Then you are thrown a curve ball.<br /><br />A few weeks ago...<br />Mr. Montana gets home from the store.<br />Bella decided to go into the kitchen to see what goodies we didn't need, but he got anyway.<br /><br />"What in the Hell were you doing at the store Dad"<br /><br />I'm laughing to the point of not even being able to say anything to this wonderful comment.<br />I get the death look from Scott who is busy trying to pick his jaw up from the ground.<br /><br />"First Bella I went to the store to pick up a few things, Second we do not say Hell "<br /><br />I'm still laughing uncontrollably and still getting the look of death from Scott who informs me that my laughing doesn't help when he is trying to tell our 5 year old that Hell isn't a word we say.<br /><br />"Okay Dad, but what in the HELL where you doing at the store"<br /><br />I was forced to get up and walk away laughing so hard I knew a trip to the ladies room was in order.<br /><br /><br /><br />So I have a now 3 year old who has been a bit late with talking we have been trying really hard to get her to say new words.<br /><br />Spoon would be a "poon"<br />Fork sounds like the F BOMB<br />and then the newest we have been working on is her last name.<br />Once again it sounds just like the F BOMB with an ER on the end.<br /><br /><br />My Sweet Baby boy who at 7 knows for the most part right from wrong and things he should say, and the things he really shouldn't say.<br />While frustrated with Chloe for pulling apart his fort he worked so hard on. Really I'm the one who put it together, but for some reason he feels like he did it all himself.<br /><br />"Dammit MOM Chloe pulled my fort apart"<br />followed by<br />"I mean, MOM Chloe pulled apart my damn fort"<br />then corrected before I had a chance to say anything<br />"MOM can you please come fix my fort Chloe took it down again"<br /><br />I have longed for the day my son was able to read. For a long time I never and I mean NEVER thought that day would come. I questioned us homeschooling thinking I had screwed him up FOREVER. Anyway my baby boy is reading like a crazy man... Well as long as he can sound it out.<br />Anyway....<br /><br />I was on the phone the other day with a friend who's son we had to stop spelling around a LONG time ago. I felt I was safe to spell because her son couldn't hear me. RIGHT... WRONG so WRONG.<br /><br />"I'm going to sell the new puppy. He S-H-I-T in the house again"<br /><br />Avery was sitting next to me watching a movie, but yet he must have been listening to everything I was saying.<br /><br />" SH made the SSHH sound, IT spells it "<br /><br />I tell my friend to hang on and listen for a second as this point I just know my spelling days are over.<br /><br />"SSHH IT.... Sh i T.... SHIT! BELLA MOM JUST SPELLED A BAD WORD!"<br /><br />Great so not only does my son know a curse word he can now spell one too.<br /><br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-77063350161301834222009-11-23T18:07:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:20:49.745-08:00I have a Confession ( Give Away info inside )While I have spent months away from blogging. Something that I still hold so close to my heart.<br />I was always a myspace girl, I couldn't even think about checking out facebook. I'm not sure why or what the real reason was. Until one day someone told me about the facebook applications.<br /><br />So I did what every other normal person would do. I was forced to check them out, I couldn't handle not knowing what I was missing.<br /><br />I signed up and it was down hill from there.<br /><br />I would find myself waking up in the middle of the night to harvest crops on my farm. Run to the computer moments before I knew my food was about to spoil just to be able to serve food to my fellow cafe world people. So I could make more coins and expand my cafe. But the true problem really is Farm Town. I cant STOP... I buy land, I plant crops , I hire people to harvest the crops.<br /><br />Why you ask?<br /><br />To make more coins to buy more land and pant more crops.<br /><br />So here today I'm saying it for the first time.<br /><br />I Taylor am a Farmaholic.<br /><br />I know I know... I need help. If any of you out there know of a place I can get the help that is needed please please I need to know.<br /><br />Now if I could only figure out how to keep real plants alive maybe one day I could think about having a real farm. A place to plant real crops, a place to hire real people to harvest for me.<br /><br />Wishful thinking I know.<br /><br />Moving onto something a bit more fun.<br /><br />I will be giving something away. I'm open to idea's as to what, but I have a good idea how I will be picking the special winner.<br /><br />Come back Saturday to find out what will be given away and to find out how YOU can be the winner!<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-16240615291650673002009-11-23T09:20:00.000-08:002009-11-23T09:23:56.638-08:00Thinking about a Give AwaySince I was MIA for some time. I'm about 99.9% sure I lost most if not all of my readers that aren't family.<br /><br />So I'm thinking about doing a give away to get things going again.<br /><br />What do you think?<br />Any ideas of a good give away?<br /><br />So if there are any of you left out there that would like to see something FUN and WONDERFUL given away please leave me a comment!<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just THINKINGUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-27780681663173009732009-11-23T09:00:00.000-08:002009-11-23T09:20:37.049-08:00Seriously<div align="center">I'm going to play a little game I like to call seriously.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">So you walk into a smoke shop and you try to buy a "tobacco pipe". When the clerk asks you for ID. You pull out your High School ASB card? Then wonder why she wont sell it to you. </div><div align="center">Seriously you don't look a day over 15 and if you were really old enough you would have known that your ASB card wasn't going to work.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Your in the super market along with your young children. I'm guessing this is your big shopping day. Since you were there FOREVER. </div><div align="center">Your youngest child is screaming at the top of her lungs and having the biggest temper tantrum I have ever seen a child have. You continue Shopping and your child continues freaking out. </div><div align="center">How on earth did I end up in line next to you? Seriously couldn't you have just left and came back in the store once the fit was over? </div><div align="center">Listening to your child isn't the way I wanted to spend my Friday night at the store. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">While hunting down a dress for my maid of honor to wear to the wedding. Our first stop was with only with 4 out of 6 children. We weren't being helped then once we found something and told them we were going to be right back after we picked up the other two kiddo's from school. </div><div align="center">We got a look of death, followed by "OH GREAT, and your going to have ALL the children when you come back"</div><div align="center">And you seriously wonder why we decided to shop else where?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Jon and Kate series finally is on tonight. Who seriously cares to listen to them carry on about where life has taken them and listen to then talk so poorly about each other?</div><div align="center">Seriously it should have ended a LONG time ago.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Until Next Time, </div><div align="center">Just MOM</div><div align="center"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-30461229155311241872009-11-20T08:57:00.000-08:002009-11-20T09:11:17.686-08:00Done, Check and Almost ThereWedding is done and over with!<br />Thank goodness cause it was starting to make me crazy.<br />I'm a planner and when planning was out of my hands in placed in the loving hands of someone else. I thought about taking up drinking.<br /><br />Now that we are at the End of November we have a good bit of school work for the year under our belts. While my children have no idea that in "Real School" kids get to take days and weeks at a time off for Holidays and other countless things. That is something we will not be doing... NO I'm not going to force my children to get their school work done on Thanksgiving or make them finishes all their Math before they can open whatever Santa decides to bring them for Christmas.<br />Even though we do our school work almost daily. I'm still searching for a better system than we are using now. I feel like every morning I run around like a Chicken with it's head cut off. Getting everyone set up for morning School work. Then just as I get them set up turn around to get things together for the next lesson they are done before I have even had a chance to take a sip of my coffee.<br /><br />Oh how I envy in Duggars for having a smooth rolling homeschooling experience. Maybe by the time Avery is 10 or so we will have a good system in place.<br /><br />"Hair Pulling"<br /><br />If I could only get everyone moving today. That includes myself...<br />Our List of things to do today:<br />School Work<br />Clean<br />Shop for Chloe's 3rd Birthday Party<br />Clean some more<br />Get ready for Chloe's Party<br />Clean<br />Laundry<br />School Work<br />More Laundry<br />School Work<br />Shower's for everyone<br />Make Dinner<br />Eat Lunch as some point<br />Buy Ear plugs ( My kids are far to loud today )<br />Give the pups a bath<br /><br />and really the list could go on forever.<br /><br />So this weekend I need to get together a list for Thanksgiving and we are hosting like we do every year.<br />Get the house ready or at least ready enough so I don't want to die when I have a house full of people tomorrow.<br /><br />I wish I could just hire a team of people to do all of this for me!<br />If that were only possible.<br /><br />Don't even get me started on Christmas. Every year I promise myself I will be done with all my shopping by the end of October. Well it's the end of November and I haven't even thought about it yet.<br /><br />"More Hair Pulling"<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />Just MOMUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-89462767482622093992009-11-20T08:19:00.000-08:002009-11-20T08:48:28.486-08:00Foto Finish Friday!<div align="center">Dancing to I Do is the only way to go. </div><div align="center">Who wants to be serious? </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD-drZ1OI/AAAAAAAAAkg/EDp43iZQAn0/s1600/Scott+%26+Taylor343.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406223880590841058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD-drZ1OI/AAAAAAAAAkg/EDp43iZQAn0/s400/Scott+%26+Taylor343.jpg" /></a> This is what happens when you get a group of people together & mix with beer, wine, and hard liquor!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD9yTQlJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mw2dxvDqFRA/s1600/Scott+%26+Taylor284.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406223868946846866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD9yTQlJI/AAAAAAAAAkY/Mw2dxvDqFRA/s400/Scott+%26+Taylor284.jpg" /></a>I think this picture speaks for it self <br /><br />I think my Husband is one happy guy that this day is NOW over.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD9rHGW9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dQEoSzDgznY/s1600/Scott+%26+Taylor161.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406223867016797138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RPW5OT2U1o/SwbD9rHGW9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/dQEoSzDgznY/s400/Scott+%26+Taylor161.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I'm Back!</div><div align="center">&<br />Married </div><div align="center">&</div><div align="center">Giving you my word I'll be blogging daily!</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">PROMISE!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Don't forget to visit Candid Carrie for other great Foto Finsh Friday participants!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://candidcarrie.com/2009/11/fridays-foto-finish-fiesta-2009-11-20/">http://candidcarrie.com/2009/11/fridays-foto-finish-fiesta-2009-11-20/</a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Until Next Time</div><div align="center">Just MOM</div><br /><div> </div></div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-411123731437680956.post-60769623539152851812009-08-10T16:10:00.000-07:002009-08-10T16:21:42.101-07:00Busy Busy BusySo it's been Months since I posted last. Things have been crazy around here.<br /><br />We are all moved and settled in for the most part. Avery has turned 7 and thinks hes an Adult now. My sweet sweet Bella is now 5 and well she was born thinking she was older and way more sophisticated than us all.<br /><br />I survived 3 days in the wilderness well if you count camping at a camp ground with hot showers and indoor bathroom's the wilderness. I know I do....<br /><br />Chloe is busy being 2 getting into everything and causing as much trouble as she can.<br /><br />Between the endless laundry and mounds of school work our family has some really, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, REALLY, really... BIG NEWS.<br /><br />After almost 8 years and 3 babies later. MR. MONTANA and I TAYLOR ARE GETTING MARRIED!!!!!!<br /><br />October 17th, 2009<br /><br />We will be getting married here at our home in Orting with our close family and friends by our sides.<br /><br />Well I'm off to the store....<br /><br />Until Next Time,<br />BridezillaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3