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Friday, July 22, 2011
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Mother's Day List by Spencer- age 9
12 reasons why I love you,
1.You're mostly nice to me.
2.You always get Abby in trouble when she's being a brat to me.
3.You gave birth to me. ( I bet it hurt ).
4.You let me have my awesome hair!
5.You don't nag me.
6.You help me when I cry.
7.You help me with evil homework.
8.Some presents from me are ugly, but you love them because they're from me.
9.You make me dinner.
10.You take me to nice places.
11.You helped me get such nice friends!
12.You made me tons of scrapbooks.
"Now all the reasons above are true and I'm very thankful for everything you've done for me."
"I love you." "Happy Mothers day, and thank you so much for being my mom.
From: your favorite boy
1.You're mostly nice to me.
2.You always get Abby in trouble when she's being a brat to me.
3.You gave birth to me. ( I bet it hurt ).
4.You let me have my awesome hair!
5.You don't nag me.
6.You help me when I cry.
7.You help me with evil homework.
8.Some presents from me are ugly, but you love them because they're from me.
9.You make me dinner.
10.You take me to nice places.
11.You helped me get such nice friends!
12.You made me tons of scrapbooks.
"Now all the reasons above are true and I'm very thankful for everything you've done for me."
"I love you." "Happy Mothers day, and thank you so much for being my mom.
From: your favorite boy
Saturday, May 8, 2010
In Honor of All the Mothers Out There-
Before I Was a Mom
Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.
Before I was a Mom,
I never tripped over toys
or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not
my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never been puked on.
Pooped on.
Chewed on.
Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind
and my thoughts.
I slept all night.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held down a screaming child
so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night
watching a baby sleep.
Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because
I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.
Before I was a Mom,
I didn't know the feeling of
having my heart outside my body.
I didn't know how special it could feel
to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond
between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small
could make me feel so important and happy.
Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth,
the joy,
the love,
the heartache,
the wonderment
or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Abby-Doodles is slowly but surely making their way back to the online world. As you may know, there is a new 'bow-wearing' princess in the family: Emma Grace. I have been extra busy in the studio making baby bowbands. The Abby-Doodles famous 'bowsies for your toesies' flip flops are soon to make their comeback too.
As a stay-at-home single mom of three, I have to use every hour of the day to my advantage! lol. I will be adding more inventory to my etsy store often. Once it is fully stocked, I will host a grand re-opening celebration. Check back here for updates!
Join us on facebook and become a fan. Visit our page: Abby-Doodles. Facebook fans will receive free gifts with purchase! Pass it on to your friends!
As a stay-at-home single mom of three, I have to use every hour of the day to my advantage! lol. I will be adding more inventory to my etsy store often. Once it is fully stocked, I will host a grand re-opening celebration. Check back here for updates!
Join us on facebook and become a fan. Visit our page: Abby-Doodles. Facebook fans will receive free gifts with purchase! Pass it on to your friends!
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Our world plus one
Three kids by myself. How do I do it? With lots of help and grace.


Emma Grace was named after my great grandmother, Emma Angelina. She was a strong woman with many talents and a heart of gold. My Emma has graced our lives by bringing us closer. Together, Spencer Abby and I are raising a happy, healthy beautiful baby girl. They are an amazing big brother and sister. They love her and are always willing to help.

Emma Grace was named after my great grandmother, Emma Angelina. She was a strong woman with many talents and a heart of gold. My Emma has graced our lives by bringing us closer. Together, Spencer Abby and I are raising a happy, healthy beautiful baby girl. They are an amazing big brother and sister. They love her and are always willing to help.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
for pet lovers...
The following was found posted very low on a refrigerator door.
Dear Dogs and Cats: The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Racing me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort, however.. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out on the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom! If, by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge in an attempt to open the door. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine/feline attendance is not required.
The proper order for kissing is: Kiss me first, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough.
Finally, in fairness, dear pets, I have posted the following message on the front door:
TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR PETS:
(1) They live here. You don't.
(2) If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it 'fur'-niture.
(3) I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
(4) To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don't speak clearly.
Remember, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don't ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don't smoke or drink,
(7) don't want to wear your clothes,
(8) don't have to buy the latest fashions,
(9) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and
(10) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children ...
Dear Dogs and Cats: The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Racing me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort, however.. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out on the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom! If, by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge in an attempt to open the door. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine/feline attendance is not required.
The proper order for kissing is: Kiss me first, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough.
Finally, in fairness, dear pets, I have posted the following message on the front door:
TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR PETS:
(1) They live here. You don't.
(2) If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it 'fur'-niture.
(3) I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
(4) To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don't speak clearly.
Remember, dogs and cats are better than kids because they:
(1) eat less,
(2) don't ask for money all the time,
(3) are easier to train,
(4) normally come when called,
(5) never ask to drive the car,
(6) don't smoke or drink,
(7) don't want to wear your clothes,
(8) don't have to buy the latest fashions,
(9) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and
(10) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children ...
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