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Monday, April 4, 2011

My Cup Runneth Over

I sit here typing with a probable broke nose and two black eyes.  This morning Conner and I were throwing balls back and forth and he picked up what I thought was his Winnie The Poo ball and smacked me right between the eyes with it.  It wasn't a Winnie The Pooh ball.  It was a decorative concrete ball type thing that you put in the garden.  I ran to the bathroom muttering curse words like a drunk sailor.  Then after wiping away the blood I laid on the bathroom floor and cried like a little weenie. Yes, like a weenie.  All the while my poor baby boy was knocking on the door asking "Mommy?"  He was so worried about me.  When I finally got up and opened the door he gave me a big hug, kisses and was rubbing my face.  I felt better.

So, I'm sure the new joke will be "I guess Wesley finally got tired of your shit" when people see my double shiner.  I'd bet money on it - it will be said.  We have a family of jokesters.
Go ahead and laugh at my pain.  I can take it.  ;o)

My mema used to say "My cup runneth over."  I never understood it growing up.  I always thought that she spilled her tea or something.  I understand it now and I feel it.  I have the best children in the world.  Don't argue with me because I know I'm right. ;o)  I have the most loving and wonderful husband a woman could ask for. We're not what you would call rich, but what we have is more than what we need.  My baby girl acts just like me - sassy - and brings me flowers with the roots still attached.  My oldest son isn't too old to give me hugs and kisses in front of his friends and my baby boy gives me love and sugar and say's "want my mommy" all the time.  My hubby works hard every day to provide for us.  He gives me kisses and tells me how much he loves me before he leaves in the morning and does the same at night before we go to bed.  He lets me know that he appreciates me and that I am loved.
My cup runneth over.





Enough of my heart gushing. We have babies!  Baby plants that is.  Our tomatoes and onions have sprouted.  We also have lovely little critters taking over our yard.







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