Coffee and Cannonballs !!

Today has been one heck of a day! It started with my 2 year old pouring a heaping mound of clean clothes all over the floor and then getting on top of a table...not too bad right? Well, then I attempted to leave the Treehouse and closed one ninja's hand in the door while trying to keep the other one from falling down the stairs. (There were bruises, tears from us both and the nashing of teeth. It wasn't pretty.) Then nap time comes....well, it hasn't really come yet because apparently all things must be in perfect alignment for my diva ninja to fall asleep, and that clearly hasn't happened yet. I could be all wrong. I'm just going by the horrible wailing sound that's coming from the monitor. And this child has always had the worst cry ever....it makes my ears cringe. Its the mix between a normal cry, a growl and evil all at once. Anyway, nap time. So this is attempting to take place when one child bites the other on the cheek because his personal space is being ...

"Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears". That right there folks is all I still remember learning from high school. And as each year passes, I find myself forgetting more and more. I whole heartedly blame the ninjas for this....all three of them. Yes, there are days when I go to put the toaster up....in the microwave. Or make a few laps from the living room to the bedroom hoping that in one of those trips I'll remember what it was I was needing to do. But one thing I hope I never forget are the memories of my grandmother. My grandma (Mom's mom aka Mema) will be gone two years February 17th. Its so difficult for me to understand that she is gone still. I think it has gotten harder with time, not easier. She was a pistol....even from a wheelchair. I love that she was one of my best friends. Mema had a pantry that was the birthing place for a game my sister, husband and I would play whenever we could all sneak away. Lets just say you could walk into her pantry ...