Help a sista' out.

My friend Karli is having a week long contest with her husband to see who gets the most hits on their individual blogs.
Her husband pulled ahead in the race today.
SO--
would you mind clicking HERE to increase her numbers?
She's totally deserves to win.
I think she's neat.
{And I'm sure she'd think you're neat if you clicked several times.}
She even has a contest going on, so feel free to comment and enter.

And while you're clicking,
check out my Mama's latest post.
I haven't stopped giggling.
Classic Tyler.

We {heart}:

The Museum of Natural History -- BING!

Laura and I took our kiddos, + Marcus and Brooke, to the museum today. Good thing it wasn't crowded because there was a lot of yelling and stomping going on.

Joyful yelling and stomping, mind you.

Mckinlay kept asking for some of those delicious looking fossil cookies.


Guess the raisins just weren't cuttin' it.


P.S. Pretty sure Maddle and Tyler are the only people who will get the title of this post. If someone else knows where that is from, I'm embarrassed.

Stinky cheeser.

learned to open the fridge.
Don't let those darling jammies and dischevled bed head fool you,
she's a trouble maker, she is.

I was online checking the library schedule and turned around to find a pile of Parmesan cheese on the bedroom floor that she was lapping up like a dog.
I got out the vaccuum and vacuumed.

Then I heard the fridge.

Went into the kitchen to hear "Mama eggs!"
and find the egg carton out.
Egg yoke all over the floor and dripping from my child's fingers and jammies.

I stick her in the bathroom while I clean up and a few second later my 1/2 nakie child comes running out of the bathroom and licks the raw eggs I dripped on the trash can lid.

Awesome.

I finally get her in the tub and go to turn off the movie that was on to keep her occupied while I checked the library times {ha!} and find more cheese. This time all over the coffee table.

Then later as we were heading out the door, I find more cheese.
Lots more.
A trail of cheese from room to room.

And the best part is this all happened before 8:30am.
It's going to be an awesome day.

To my Valentine:

{photo by Pete Stott}

so much.

Ooh-la-la!

"Mama Pretties!"
{click to enlarge}