You're Not Alone....say it one more time.

You're not alone. Gracie ate watermelon for breakfast. And Gracie ate more watermelon all day. And the rest of the day was filled with "accidents," dirty dishes, dirty clothes, more accidents, Cheerios spilled EVERYWHERE, another accident, watermelon juice drippings turn sticky EVERYWHERE, another accident, spit up, near blow out, more accidents, two in a row, as a matter of fact and then gardening for FHE which led to mud in the house and another accident. I am not exaggerating. At one point the word "hell" was addressed to my child. I won't disclose the exact phrase I used, but I knew the line of inner peace had been crossed and I did NOT care. I can only take so many pee pees on my floor. And to top it all off, Grace has been singing "...an earthly home, to parents kind and dear." on and off all day. Just that line. That one single line from a song full of lines! But I believe with all my heart that I am not alone. And that probably was a tender mercy I received because I actually did read my scriptures this morning.

Yep! It's brown!

For those of you who know me from my former singlehood and childhood, I've been getting a lot of comments about my hair. No it's not dyed. I am no longer a blonde so down with the stupido blonde jokes!! They no longer apply to me- they never did really, despite what my father-in-law will tell you. I could swear I've always been so much intelligenter than that. With every child my hair gets darker and darker. My aunt didn't even recognize me when she saw me last year. Crazy. Being a brunette isn't so bad though. I kinda like it. My eyebrows do too.

"Beautiful"

I was just at Wal Marts and my cashier who was very fast, referred to me, as "Beautiful."
"Did you just call me 'Beautiful?' I asked.
"Yes. I'm sorry. Is that okay? You're too young to be called Ma'am and I don't know your name yet." I quickly learned that she believes life is too short to complain about someone calling you beautiful, as some customers do. I was more than happy to smile and reassure her again that I didn't mind.
"Well, you have a good day." I said.
"You too, Gorgeous."