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Friday, March 23, 2007

In Which I Fail Greatly To Be Insightful

We had some dear friends come and stay with us last weekend. Since then I've been wanting to write a deep and insightful post -with pictures- about the blessings of friendship over time. But I'm just way too tired.

And the snot.

Oh. My. Goodness.

Three snotty kids just makes for a lot of snot.

(That's a pretty icky word, isn't it? Snot.)

(And do you think I could say it a few more times?)

So some other time when I haven't been woken up every hour for three nights in a row, I will hunt down pictures and be all insightful and stuff.

Today my brain is limited to dwelling on snot.

Oh, and PEPPERS! Did you know that you don't have to saw away at peppers to cut them?

I really like my new knife.

And I still have all my fingertips.

In case you were wondering.

Although, with this level of exhaustion I have acheived, maybe I should just hold off on using my new sharp knife for a few days.


Monkey Giggles said...

we call it the "snot factory" here at this monkeys house. Now that I really think about it...that is gross!!!! The things we mom's can come up with.

Joy said...

I'm so very sorry for leaving that snot at your house! Moriah has been down with it all week too. She's finally better though and Matt is too. I caught it as well, but JD & Lane have not yet. Again, much apologies for bringing that to your home too. Totally did not mean to!

I too have been meaning to write about our fun trip up to visit, but my week has been unproductive and tiring. I just now emailed you the pictures. Hopefully next week will go better for both of us...

Love ya!

VillageCafe said...

I just LOVE Pampered Chef! I used to sell the stuff, so my kitchen is full of it! (including the Chef's Knife -- and, yes, it's a WONDERFUL tool!). ;o)

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blestwithsons said...

I am reminded of the time when we had snot like a river, and goo like a fountain... I thought it was over. That they were better. That I might actually get to leave my house... Then one of them sneezed a trail down to his chin. I lifted up my head and mock-screamed. My oldest said, "Mom! It's not the end of the world" and I said, with a manic gleam in my eye, "It'S-NOT??" It took him a few repetitions...but he finally got it and now that has become a family standard.