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It’s 2 for 1 Time!!

These posts were “live blogged” at the time.
The conversations taking place are between Olivia and myself.
She’s almost 9, by the way. I wonder if she’ll remember?
Probably so.

The Cool Junction

September 15, 2006 – 7:45 pm

“Someday I’m going to go to a junkyard and find some stuff and make cool toys and I’ll open up a store to sell them.”

“What will you call this store?”

“The Cool JUNKtion.”

“Wow, that’s a cool idea!”

“See, told ya it was a cool junktion!”

Just 3 Minutes Later…

One Day Before I’m Nine…When I’m Eight…

September 15, 2006 – 7:48 pm

“I want you to take me to a junkyard so I can find some stuff so that I can make a big robot!”

:::giggle:::

“Are you laughing at me?”

“No baby, I just saw a funny picture on the screen.”

“Oh. OK. So, you’ll do that for me on the day after I turn eight?”

“Sure.”

“Really, you’ll take me to the junk yard after I turn eight?”

“We’ll see.”

“Well, that can just be my birthday present from you because I really want to make a cool robot out of junk. OK?”

“Ok, baby.”

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Impossible Mission
Originally posted January 12, 2007

The other night I had gotten up to feed Davey at about 4am. By 5am I was back in bed and he was snuggled back into his bassinet. I fell asleep and shortly thereafter I heard some rustling. I had no idea what it was but I had visions of Sadie and Summer attacking the box of Russel Stovers that a family friend gave us as a congratulatory gift for the birth of Davey. I quickly got up and as soon as I was going to turn the corner to enter the kitchen I see Mikey and Livey in the pantry getting [what I thought were] granola bars.

“What on earth are you guys doing?”

[blank stares]

“Get your butts back to bed. It’s 5:30 AM.”

[We walk back to their bedroom.]

I look at Mikey, “What were you doing?”

He stares off into space, pretending to be awake and asleep at the same time, and says, “I dunno.”

I look at Livey and I’m getting ready to question her but she has her eyes tightly closed so as to divert my attention, I’m sure.

I look at Benny and all I see are his big brown eyes and extra long eyelashes flashing brightly.

“Go back to sleep guys.”

When everyone was awake I went ahead and asked them again what they were doing. And, the truth came out. They had all concocted a plan to get up in the middle of the night, go in the pantry and get some of the Christmas chocolates. Unfortunately, they lack the same grace that I do and made a little bit too much noise.

Livey said, “It was Benny’s idea. He told us to do it.”

“Yeah, that’s fine and dandy, but Benny was the smart one who stayed in his bed and let you and your brother do the dirty work for him!”

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Footnote:

The kids still talk about doing these types of things. They sit around concocting extraordinary plans, which they call “Mission Spectacular”. The current one involves “finding” a big tractor, taking it down to Walmart, hiding in there until all the workers are gone, and eating all the chocolate and ice cream they can find.

Only one problem: There aren’t any tractors to find and our Walmart is open 24 hours.

Mission Spectacular will for ever be an Impossible Mission!

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Melissa at Such Simple Pleasures and Coleen at Manners and Moxie have this really cool “meme“. You go back in your archives, dig up an old blog post, repost it, and let it get some new love!

A Love Letter
October 11th, 2005

Dear Coffee,

Thank you for warming my hand. Thank you for making me feel nice and warm. And, thank you for waking me up.

I know that for many years I neglected you. I turned to cold bubbly caffeine-laden drinks with massive amounts of sugar. That was wrong! To think of all the time I wasted ordering double-doubles and mochas from Timmy’s. To think of all the sugar packets I added to my cup at Perkins. To think of all the mornings & nights I spent drowning myself in Coke and Pepsi. Oh, how I did you wrong.

Now, I know better. No longer do I mask your ambrosial flavor. No longer do I seek to defy your very existence. And someday I will seek to pay respect and homage to you in the ownership of my very own shop, dedicated to your greatness.

Your Ever Faithful Consumer,
Me

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Melissa at Such Simple Pleasures and Coleen at Manners and Moxie have this really cool “meme“. You go back in your archives, dig up an old blog post, repost it, and let it get some new love! This week I picked something that reinforces my relationship with my husband, because we are apart a lot, one bolt at a time.

I Noticed!
written: February 26th, 2007

I noticed that you fixed the tea kettle and it really made me smile. So, while you are often gone, fulfilling your dreams, providing for us, making us proud, I want you to know that a little thing, such as the tightened screw of a tea kettle, allows me to continue to follow my dreams of being your wife—forever!

I just wanted you to know that I love you.