Happy Birthday, my first born

There is something special about your first born. She was the baby I had dreamed about for years. I am the type of gal that was born to be a mother. I was dreaming about and planning for my babies since I was a little girl. Nine years ago this little baby came screaming her way into my world! She was beautiful, my little baby, the baby of my dreams. She was placed in my arms and made me a mother.


Punk #1’s birthday is today! Happy Birthday darlin! She is nine now, I can’t believe how the years have flown! Saturday we had a birthday party for her with all her family. She shared it with her little brother that was born two days after her 8th birthday. She still calls him her “birthday present!”

Happy Birthday Kallie!!!


There once was a little girl…..

…who had a little curl
on the very top of her head
and when she was good
she was very, very good
and when she was bad
she was horrid!

That was a little poem I use to say to my punk#3
She was my only little baby that had curly hair, and I sure loved it!
As her hair grew out the curl went away
although, I am able to curl her hair very easily now.

I was at Target a few weeks ago, and I saw these fun looking curlers that reminded me of pioneer curlers, you know, the rag kind. So I bought a pack, and this has now become punk #3’s favorite hair style.
Here she is all done up last night in her “rag” curlers
Aren’t they so cute!

Here is a close up. There is a small sponge with a wire running though it, and it is all covered with cloth. It makes it easy, because I don’t have to tie the rags, but can bend them together.


Here she is in the morning. The curls come out really, really tight.


She is all brushed out. This is pretty enough. However, she likes it a little fancier.


So I pulled it all up in a pony tail.


Tucked it up with some bobby pins and added a flower

And she feels like a princess.

Funny Kids

My little brother just left on a mission. So everytime we pray we mention him. My little 3 year old said today at breakfast “please bless I be 5 soon so Marc come home.”

Punk #3

This is punk #3, or the middle punk. She is definitely a middle child!
I never have to worry about trying to find her in a crowd,
she will find me
and she will let everybody know
that she found me.
*******
There she is waving.
She is in afternoon Kindergarten and since the program is in the morning she was dropped off at her class room right before the program started.
Looks like she forgot to take her coat off.
Oh man, she looks like one big coat,
and there she is on the front row…playing a part!
“Hey, Sarah, Sarah…..SARAH!!!!”
Me and about 10 other mom’s are trying to get her attention
She is too busy bouncing up and down (the kid can’t sit still)
“SARAH!!”
“Oh, what mom?”
“Take your coat off”
“What?”
“Take your coat off!! Your coat!…good, quick bring it to me”
Whew, got that taken care of, now we can see her
and her “blitzen” name card.
When they got to her part of the song she got to jump high in the air.
She practiced, and practiced that part.
For days…and days…and days….

My sweet, intense, bouncy punk #3!


Now, I promise this is the last post about my kids program
Until the end of the year.
And then we get to go to three more!!!
WooHoo!!!