You know you have a blessed relationship with your mother-in-law when …
You are being goofy and she asks you what you’re on. You tell her “powdered donuts.”
She tells you she’s going to bed at 9:00 tonight, you tell her you’ll show up to say hi around 9:01, and she laughs instead of getting mad.
You tell her you can’t possibly can’t take her [insert nice piece of jewelry here] when she dies and she says, “Hey, we’re all in this [family thing] together.”
You went by the name “Katie” for 3 years during junior high, and now your MIL is named Katie. Weird.
Friday, June 5, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Kids Writing Thank You Notes
This is a thank you note from Joel to my grandparents for some money for his First Communion. I had to post it because it's so sweet. Oh, and my grandparents live next to some horses, so he drew them a horse.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Tax Deduction
Dang it, dang it, dang it. Sorry this is sideways but I have no photo software where I am to flip it. So get your daily workout cocking your head.
This is Eva. This onesie is sick. It is wrong. It is sold at Target.
Monday, June 1, 2009
Neighbors
Some neighbors (I’ll call them the M’s) watched Michael’s fish while we went to Hays in May. When we went over to get it back, the guy told us about a big fight his ex-wife had in his front yard with his son while we were gone.
He said one of our other neighbors (Mommy B) yelled over the fence at them something like, “Do you mind? We’re trying to have a nice family dinner here.” Daddy M said his wife told him, “We may as well start packing to move right now.”
I told Daddy M, “Are you kidding me? No way! This is good stuff. I’m sorry I missed it. I would’ve been yelling at you to SPEAK UP!” Aron said I would’ve been in the yard with a Coke and binoculars.
I love that crap because, really, who doesn’t fight? I worry about you if you can’t have a passionate disagreement with someone you love. So instead of getting all High and Mighty next time you see something going down, just pull up a chair and turn up your hearing aid. You might learn something.
He said one of our other neighbors (Mommy B) yelled over the fence at them something like, “Do you mind? We’re trying to have a nice family dinner here.” Daddy M said his wife told him, “We may as well start packing to move right now.”
I told Daddy M, “Are you kidding me? No way! This is good stuff. I’m sorry I missed it. I would’ve been yelling at you to SPEAK UP!” Aron said I would’ve been in the yard with a Coke and binoculars.
I love that crap because, really, who doesn’t fight? I worry about you if you can’t have a passionate disagreement with someone you love. So instead of getting all High and Mighty next time you see something going down, just pull up a chair and turn up your hearing aid. You might learn something.
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