Could Clorox Really Be a Nickname?

Nicknames?

Sounds pretty tame.

Until I got thinking about it.

Nothing totally hilarious here.

But what fun to go back through the years....

I named my children specifically so their names could not be shortened to "Jen" and "Bob". Does that stop anyone? Of course not.

Jennifer transcends to: Jenny, Jen, My little peach blossom, Number 2 (Birth order you see).

Robert transforms to: Bob, Bobby, Daddy-Bob, Bopete.

Lindsey morphs into: "Eee", Didi, Linds, Iddy.

Jerrod is slightly altered to: J-rod and Jere.

Erik mutates to: "Earwick" out of the mouth of a 2 year old!

Erika is slightly converted to: Ecka and Ella out of the mouth of that same 2 year old!

Kloey revamps to: Klo, Klo-bo and in the moment Klo-eeeeeeeey.

Cora is reworked to be: Core, Coral, and the best is CLOROX when I get her mixed up with Kloey.

I challenge you to say Kloey & Cora three times fast! See what you come up with.

Trey shortens to "A" by said one year old brother.

Micah can only be referred to as Micah-do! Mike will NOT do. I thought he might think that was his real name at one point.

Rosy is quickly becoming "Roady" by her brothers and everyone else is falling in line. Oh dear!

I'm over the Number 2. I see what my first born goes through, I mean what I put my first born through and I'm all over being number 2. Are you kidding? It is so much easier! Why take the hit if you don't have to.

Head over to the Riggs family blog to check out other nicknames.
http://www.riggsfamilyblog.com/2010/05/monday-night-linky-tools-themed-blog.html

Can you get that?

"Hey Erika, can you get that ??? out of the cupboard."

"Trey, are you helping?

Aren't little brothers fun?

Where did he go?

When did it happen?

I want to know.

When did my precious toddler turn into my precocious preschooler!
Caught ya! Am I in trouble?




Gosh, he is so much fun!

Playground Fun

We stopped at the playground today. Everybody played. These were taken on my cell phone.
Boy stuff. They HAVE to get physical. It's non-negotiable.







This is Trey going down the slide. Missed it I guess.
Even big boys play!

Monday Morning: Failures and Victories

Today I failed.

Monday morning did not go so well.

We were behind. We were struggling to stay on task.

Personalities were clashing.

It is easy to post all the fun moments and the sweet pictures.

Hard to admit the reality of a bad day.

I lost it.

More than once.

I could tell you that I am tired, which I am. I could blame it on hormones, which I have. I could come up with a zillion excuses. But it is just sin. My sin.

And then after the big ones left and all the little ones were sleeping, I found this.
I started crying before I even opened the envelope with purple ink. Inside was a purple pen and this:
Dear Mom

Please dont get angry take your fusteration out on something else, like your pillow or something like that. I'm still praying for you every night. Thanks for letting me make the pancakes. I'd like to make breakfast more often.
Your loving dotter
Erika
Ps. praying always helps

She took the time to remind me of the Hope that we introduced her to. The hope that she clings to when her "story" overwhelms her.

I am humbled.

My kids are amazing creatures made by God.

Each of them is here for a purpose.

Our family was not an accident but a providential potpourri that God made for His glory.

The Faces of Easter

Almost all photo credits go to Elizabeth Lee who graciously got behind the lens for me.

Elizabeth was here but she took all the pictures. Here she is.
And Kraig? Well he was here too.