{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.

Something wicked this way comes

I have a witch's cackle. Sometimes it is quite evil. Other times (a.k.a. most of the time) it is quite frightening. It's very sudden, and very inherited. When all the hens in my family get together (my awesome sisters, mother, and aunts) the men all need ear plugs. Or a good appreciation for seriously funny jokes.

I was watching something on Netflix with my men today. Babalu (Baby boy's new nickname from Momma) was chillin' in my lap, watching the patio door lights, listening to the show along with us. He had just woken up and was still kind of groggily.
Something funny happened on the show (the translation from Russian was "party chicken"!) and I laughed. Thought nothing of it until Babalu jumped and let out the saddest, most heart-breakingly-loud cry ever.
Not the first time my laugh has surprised unsuspecting company.


Babalu, someday, ask your father. Maybe he'll tell you of times he had to sit where he could see my face to know that I was going to laugh. Or about times my laugh woke him up from a deep, deep slumber.

But what he definitely will tell you is that you're stuck with the witch's cackle forever, but know that it's better to have a Momma with a loud laugh, than one who never laughs at all.

I got a second or two.

Still thinking on what to rename the blog. No ideas.


Explanation on why it's pink though: My world is so filled with, nay, drenched with testosterone that I need something pretty for me.

... Maybe that goes without saying. But settling for a blog to be my pretty thing?


It's worth it when the testosterone comes from these two.





Two seconds over.

Yikes

I haven't posted on here in like 3 years.

Now that there's perpetual entertainment and possible content
(in the form of a 10 week old juggernaut!) Maybe that will change.

I can't guarantee consistency, and honestly I don't think all Mommies should have a "get-out-of-promising-your-time free" card. Unlimited uses...

Anyway. The changes begin. Such as what to name the blog now that I AM the Momma!

Suggestions. Startiiiiiinnnnnnggggg.... NOW.