Thursday
October 24, 2008
Wanna know why I am in Chicago?
I have arrived home. Just barely making my flight after waiting in the longest airport security line I have ever seen.
My kids are all still alive and the house has not been burned down. For those reasons alone I am thankful to my sister in law and mother in law.
I could write more about that, but in the interest of family harmony and my own damn sanity I will refrain. And take some of those deep cleansing breathes that they tell you all about in Lamaze class that do absolutely nothing for you during labor.
I never realize how much I miss my kids until I see them again. When their words come tumbling out of their mouths so fast as they try to catch me up on every single minute detail that happened over the past few days. Even when every single minute detail entails recounting all the ways a sibling misbehaved.
I am looking forward to getting into bed where my two babies have already fallen asleep waiting for me. I am going to snuggle them up and kiss them until they almost wake up. Almost being the key word.
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I’m glad you are home safe and sound. Enjoy all the snuggles and LOVE, love, love the boots by the way!
October 24th, 2008 at 12:14 amChris, you’re quite the snappy dresser! Love the boots also.
October 24th, 2008 at 7:29 amI’ll tell you one of my mother-in-law stories if you tell me one of yours.
Chris says: It isn’t really my mother-in-law who makes me crazy…
October 24th, 2008 at 7:56 amThat is so cool about the turkey. I love cooking a turkey every year. Well I have not in a few years but I don’t eat turkey but love to cook it for everyone else.
Welcome home.
October 24th, 2008 at 10:40 amHow the heck does one have seven children and still have the body you have???!!!!! Not fair……..
October 24th, 2008 at 11:10 amMUST HAVE ORAngE SWEATER… and pink skirt. You are TOOO cute.
Work it woman!
October 24th, 2008 at 11:10 amThe best part about coming home from a trip is definitely the kids and how much they miss you. The worst part is the messy house or the clean house. I’m not sure what irks me more, that the house is a mess and I have to clean it or that my family members felt the need to really CLEAN the house.
The trip sounds fun, microbiologists and all
October 24th, 2008 at 11:43 amNot sure you can answer the questions - but why did you have to bring?/even have a plaster turkey?
How did you manage to have so many friends attend ButterBall U with you?
Can you believe we are even typing ButterBall U? Very funny!
October 24th, 2008 at 12:48 pmFirst of all, thanks so much for swinging by my blog!
Second of all, love the restroom photos. Not entirely sure WHAT is going on, exactly, but you all look like you’re having a grand old time. (And the lighting in there is just FANTASTIC!)
Wendi Aarons
October 24th, 2008 at 3:18 pm“…take some of those deep cleansing breathes that they tell you all about in Lamaze class that do absolutely nothing for you during labor.”
Amen to that! The only deep breaths that paid off for me were of my baby’s head AFTER the bath.
October 25th, 2008 at 3:26 pmI have to say, as I was scrolling down, I saw the picture in this post and wondered if it was from when you were high school.
October 26th, 2008 at 7:49 pm