Mom's Letters: Charlie Bit Me

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Charlie Bit Me

Maddie had me watch this cute video on YouTube and I thought it was so cute that I added it here. Enjoy.

5 comments:

Blah De Dah said...: Anne that is so funny that you just added this on- I did the same thing about 30 minutes ago.... because of Maddie.

Hope you guys are doing great! We miss you up here!; February 14, 2008 at 6:53 PM
Kyle said...: That is so funny! Nathan has been super sick so we will have to have you guys over when we are all recovered!
Kyle; February 15, 2008 at 12:30 PM
Cami D. said...: That is so funny...I have watched it a few times and just laughed and laughed! I might have to copy it!; February 18, 2008 at 9:44 AM
Ali said...: i tagged you in case you forgot! come on, something other than CHARLIE please!?; February 19, 2008 at 7:22 AM
Kyle said...: Oh Anne...I came on your blog to tell you that I tagged you and saw that Ali has too...so the pressure is on! Check my blog for details.
Kyle; February 20, 2008 at 6:51 AM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

Charlie Bit Me

5 comments: