Please leave my son's pants on.

Seriously.  If you're baby sitting my son, and you put him down for a nap, please leave his pants on.  Poor Becky, our nanny, put him down in a diaper and tee shirt today.  When he woke up, he managed to pull off the diaper and pee all over his bed.  Just leave the kid's pants on, okay?

Sorry Miss Becky. :)

Just so ya' know...

So My Friend Rachel, (see button below left) just reached 65 followers on her blog, (yeah she's bragging, but if ya'll click on MY follow button maybe I'll break the 25 mark) she's doing a fun giveaway of super cute, TOTALLY "Annie Kiehl-esque" stuff.  Since I want to win, (duh) I'm following all the giveaway rules, NOT cheating and NOT kissing her fanny. 

If you become one of my followers, who knows?  Maybe I'll do a wine giveaway. 

Got your attention now, didn't I?

Rounding out September 2010

Yes, his future is bright.  What I wasn't fast enough to capture was the huge straw hat with a sunflower attached to it which he was wearing mere seconds before I grabbed the camera.  When you're cool, you're just cool.  Period.

Charlotte lost another tooth, though not the one we expected to come out next.  I don't think she expected it either, but that's what you get when you put your stuffed dog's "leash" in your mouth and your sister grabs the dog to take it away from you. Ooops.  "What did we tell you about putting things in your mouth!!!???"

The girls graciously helped Brett begin work on the raking up the #$*+#&=<#*&^% 50 million leaves that fall every year from our 2 ginormous maples in the backyard.  They raked the leaves and filled up the 2 yard waste bins in no time.  Brett said this allowed him to mend part of our dilapidated fence, and he never even touched a leaf.  And the real surprising thing is no one ever asked for monetary compensation for their efforts. They just had a great time working together and helping out their dad. 

What was I doing while they were slaving away in the yard?   

                                                           Mind your own business.                                                              

Kiehl Quote of the Day

Jane's future blog?

Jane's been practicing her writing in one of those preschool activities books where you can trace letters, etc.  She was so proud of herself when she copied the word astronaut.  Brett said, "Jane you're getting pretty good at writing your letters.  Next thing you know, you'll have your own blog!"

To which she replied, "DAD!  I'M ONLY FOUR!!!!"

Okay.  So maybe when you're six.

Kiehl Quote of the Day

So Sam was asking anatomy questions while on the changing table.   As we walked downstairs he was holding Big Bird and asked,
Sam:  "Big Bird's penis?"
Mom:  "I don't know?  Maybe it's hiding underneath all those feathers."
Mom to herself:  "Poor Big Bird."

Mommy-isms

I'm really going to miss listening to Sam snoring

on the baby monitor and giggling with Brett about it.

Do they make monitors that kids can take to college with them?

Kiehl Quote of the Day

So after talking our ear off in the car tonight with 1001 questions, Charlotte quickly paused, thought a minute mili-second and said, "Oh, now I'm going to switch to another series of questions."

Yes.  We laughed out loud.