tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post8746647199112048303..comments2023-11-21T12:00:49.672-06:00Comments on Becca and the boys: Good morning Jack!beccaellishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05549670389671840886noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-108169347914535522009-02-25T10:18:00.000-06:002009-02-25T10:18:00.000-06:00HA ha ha! Elizabeth, you're so funny!HA ha ha! Elizabeth, you're so funny!beccaellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05549670389671840886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-71505901834955938122009-02-25T09:19:00.000-06:002009-02-25T09:19:00.000-06:00That made me laugh so hard! It looks like the exa...That made me laugh so hard! It looks like the exact sort of thing I would do when I am taking care of children. Details kill me. By the way, when I first saw the picture I thought "whoa, someone has left the house without their coffee!"<BR/><BR/>ElizabethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-86644003708744653472009-02-24T23:24:00.000-06:002009-02-24T23:24:00.000-06:00Wow! Gone two weeks and already our kids look like...Wow! Gone two weeks and already our kids look like Oliver Twist! Funny stuff.<BR/><BR/>-MikeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-92138517558025518832009-02-24T21:40:00.000-06:002009-02-24T21:40:00.000-06:00Ashleigh, at least now I don't have to worry about...Ashleigh, at least now I don't have to worry about him eating something off the bottom of his shoes. And yes. I did have to go home and get his shoes.<BR/><BR/>In my defense, here is what happened:<BR/><BR/>Put Ty in the van.<BR/>Tell Jack to come downstairs<BR/>Jack tells me he needs his shoes on.<BR/>I tell Jack that we need to comb his hair then get his shoes then go.<BR/>We comb the hair. <BR/>I run upstairs to get something.<BR/>Come back down and Jack is in the van, IN HIS SEAT, BUCKLED UP!<BR/>I just praised him and praised him for getting in his seat by himself (something we've been working on.)<BR/>I buckle the bottom part of his seat belt and leave.<BR/><BR/>So I didn't actually take him to the van w/o shoes. He did that himself.beccaellishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05549670389671840886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-11734856073047401392009-02-24T20:47:00.000-06:002009-02-24T20:47:00.000-06:00haha. that is too funny.i love how he's looking of...haha. that is too funny.<BR/>i love how he's looking off thinking..wait a second. i'm forgetting something..the nelsonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12611046268523030019noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-90326409054009999332009-02-24T20:46:00.000-06:002009-02-24T20:46:00.000-06:00That is so great! Did you have to go home and get ...That is so great! Did you have to go home and get him shoes? I love how you share all these "I never thought" moments of motherhood. Now when it happens to me I will know I'm not the only one. I was just telling someone today about the day you had to tell Jack not to eat stuff off the bottom of his shoe.Dan, Ashleigh - Izzie and Levihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08813575855117904464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398381279001065248.post-9114541498095511802009-02-24T19:15:00.000-06:002009-02-24T19:15:00.000-06:00LOL. that is awesome. And nice job on your runni...LOL. that is awesome. <BR/><BR/>And nice job on your running. Last time i ran it was to In n Out Burger trying to catch them before they closed.<BR/><BR/>StanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com