Rasberries

So, a while ago I was rather confused by the way they portray Moms on TV. They always look dishevled and always are covered in food and other random stains. I understand now. Alaina has now taken to blowing rasberries in all of the food that I try to feed her. Not only is she covered from head to toe (literally) in food, but so am I. I think we need to both take baths after each feeding. Luckly that is still only once a day still. Anyway, in these pictures from when she at 10 minutes ago I tried a few different foods to see if she would react better to some than others. Well, she seemed to like blowing rasberries in them all equally. So now we are both covered in cereal, apple juice, squash, and avacadoes. So much fun!

On a different note, I sent out a forward to some of you, but it is just too good, so I am posting it again here. Hope you all enjoy. This is for all of you Moms to appreciate, to everyone who doesn't have kids to warn, and to all of you Dads to be greatful that God hasn't blessed you like this.

A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he
prayed:

"Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through, so please allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen."

God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish. The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman.

He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the cleaners and stopped at the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the check book.

He cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog. Then it was already 1P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust, and sweep and Mop the kitchen floor.

He ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home. Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework, then set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing. At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.

After supper, he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry, bathed the kids, and put them to bed. At 9 P.M. he was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren't finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through without complaint.

The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said:

"Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife's being able to stay home all day. Please, oh! oh! please, let us trade back." The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied: "My son, I feel You have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. You'll just have to wait nine months, though. You got pregnant last night."

Love,
Dave, Wendy, & Alaina