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This one speaks for itself.

Its Political Season

Its political season and I am publicly declaring my position. This will be one of the only times I ever depart from my usual Momtificating to discuss politics. (To all of my Democratic Readers: Please don't hate me because I vote Republican. I don't hate you.)

I am voting for John McCain and Sarah Palin in November.

I'm voting for John McCain because:
1. I am a PRO-LIFE woman - ALL LIFE IS VALUABLE BECAUSE IT IS A GIFT FROM GOD.
2. I love America and HAVE ALWAYS BEEN PROUD of my country.
3. John McCain is a great American who truly understands what it means to make critical decisions in urgent situations.
4. John McCain was and still is willing to lay down his life for this country - Mr Obama seems to only talk about why others shouldn't have to.
5. John McCain will not run from the enemy. He is willing to fight the enemy to protect me.
6. John McCain doesn't want to turn this great county into a socialist society like...Cuba or Russia.
7. I love my children and I want to preserve and promote family values for them and for generations to come.
AND BY THE WAY, MR OBAMA - I am a Christian and the only bitterness I have witnessed seems to be coming from Democrats who don't have a reasonable argument against RATIONAL THINKING.

Simple Joys of Life

Posted by Mary at ProlificMom.com

There are truly simple joys in life like....licking the spoon and sneaking a self portrait on moms camera.

You're 12 Years Old - What are you doing down there?

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Kicking Back.....Put Your Feet Up

View from the front of the van on the way home from school.
Ahhh...FREEDOM!

Super Mom Couldn't Make it today

Supermom couldn't make it to work today. Sorry kids....this is the only mom we could find this morning:

Cheese?

Here is something no mother wants to see - Cheese on the inner rim of the toilet.

My house is dominated by boys. Not only do I have three boys of my own, but my house seems to be the favorite gathering spot for all of the boys in the neighborhood. They are everywhere and no room is sacred.

There are three females in the house but we tend to be to be a little bit more tidy around the toilet and much more discriminating about what we will not take into the bathroom - specifically food. Therefore, when I do my weekly toilet cleaning - which is usually the only reason I ever lift the seat - I don't expect to see food clinging to the rim.

Yesterday, to my surprise, as I lifted the toilet seat I noticed an unidentified orange-ish colored lump stuck inside the upper rim. It took a few minutes of a too close for comfort inspection to realize that I was looking at cheese that had obviously been deposited by the hand oF one of my children - specifically a boy. Of my three boys, one is a germaphobe and one is old enough to have grown out of this kind of behavior. This left the obvious culprit - my six year old.

What was he thinking? How does something like this happen? I actually didn't want to know the answer to that question. This is something no mother wants to see or to have to understand. So, I cleaned it and went on with my day.

BTW, do you know how much effort it takes to remove dried cheese from the inside of a porcelain bowl?

Baseball, Terrorism and Some Curiously Strong Mints

At the age of 38 I am still amazed that there are things I don't know about myself. For instance, I recently discovered that I am a huge fan of Texas Rangers Baseball. Unfortunately, with five children to feed, I don't get to attend games at the stadium very often. Recently, however, we did attend a game as a special occasion for our son's birthday.

Upon arriving at the Stadium we held out our tickets and began the process of passing through the security screeners. First, I must say that they were all very courteous and friendly. This always makes it easier when I have to open my purse and reveal its contents to a total stranger. Since 911, this has become a common practice when entering almost any public venue. I don't mind having to go through the screening process to ensure the safety of everyone in the stadium. However, on this occasion, I happened to have a bottle of expensive red fingernail polish and a small tin of peppermint flavored Altoids - The Curiously Strong Mints. They politely informed me that these items would not be allowed into the stadium and offered to transport me via golf cart back to my vehicle to safely deposit my items. I appreciated the offer but decided to walk back to the van by myself. This would not have been a problem except for the fact that, on this occasion, I forgot my keys at home. To complicate things, I told Will and the kids to go on without me and I would meet them at our seats. After the long walk to the van, I discovered that I had forgotten my keys. Will, as usual, had his cell phone ringer turned off so he didn't answer the phone when I tried to call him 16 times on the way back to the gate. I was left with no choice but to reluctantly dispose of my nail polish and breath mints before going back through the security process.

The lesson - don't take your purse to the ballgame. All you really need is your cell phone, credit card, one form of ID and your keys. All of these should fit in your pockets easily. So, I was a little bit disappointed about losing the equivalent of the price of at least three gallons of gas, but I got over it and went on to enjoy the game.

Three months later I was at home watching the Rangers play the NY Yankees. It was the bottom of the 9th inning and Derick Jeter was up to bat. He hit a foul ball down the first base line and THEN I SAW IT! As the ball flew past the foul line and almost into the crowd, an older bearded gentleman in the front row jumped out of his seat and reached over the rail into the field in an attempt to capture the baseball with what appeared to be a four foot long ALUMINUM FISHING NET! At that moment, it all came back to me. How is it that my small metal box of Altoids - the Curiously Strong Mints - were a threat to national security, and yet this man was able to take his metal fishing net into the baseball stadium? I know that the Altoids box says that they curiously strong mints but I think the four foot long metal object being waved in the air was a much greater security threat.

Go Rangers! I'm cheering for you. but I seriously think you owe me at least three gallons of gas.