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End of Summer Blues


(Raise your hand if you are team Kohr Brothers)

Where did the summer go? It’s gone but I honestly can’t remember what I did with half of it! Too fast. I’m sad.

I may be in the minority here when I say that I am really sad to send my kids back to school. I love having them home with me so much, even though they are often the cause of most of my emotional issues.

I could keep crying. This won’t happen every year, right? I thought I’d be good after Kindergarten.

Also, Lucy’s new first grade teacher is “big on Homework”. Ugh! I have NEVER been good with homework. I’m nervous. I am sorry Lucy if you fail first grade because your Mom stinks at doing Homework. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Have I mentioned that my daughter is boy crazy? Well, she is. She is totally into love and “romance”… I can’t change it, it is who she is. I definitely try not to encourage it, but I can’t stop it either. So, can you imagine her delight when she found out her “boyfriend” was going to be in her class this year. Please note that this “boyfriend” does not know that he is her “boyfriend”. If you could have seen her face when she saw him walk into her classroom at Back to School Night this evening… oh my goodness… I just can’t. Think, high school boy crush face… rosy cheeks and all. What in the world am I going to do when she is 16?!

I am going to miss you Lu. I hope that you rock first grade like you rocked Kindergarten. You are amazingly bright and spunky and I love you so much. Be the light God created you to be!

Abram turned FOUR this weekend. I can’t believe he is four, he is my baby. Four doesn’t seem as old as it did with my first. Isn’t that weird? With Lucy I thought four was so old and I had all of these unreasonable expectations for her as a four year old. Now with Abram I’m all like “I guess you should start wiping your own butt” and I still want to carry him around even though he’s way too heavy and he crushes my lungs.

I am hoping that with this new year he will develop a little more self-control and anger coping skills. I also hope he learns to wipe his own butt and learn his ABC’s because he’s supposed to go to Kindergarten next year and to him, there are still only eight letters in the alphabet.

I love Abram so much. He is by far the most difficult child I have EVER met yet he is also at the same time the most loving child I have ever met. He loves his Mamma and tells me I am beautiful all of the time.He’s so affectionate and complimentary. Thank goodness because with all the stress he causes I need a reason to like him. Joking-ish.

Abram is passionate. Whether he is happy or sad or angry, he I passionate about it. Raising a strong willed passionate child is NOT easy, however I am very excited to see where such passion will take him as a young man. I prayed for Abram when I was pregnant, that the Lord would make him a strong leader, well… I guess I should have thought about that a little harder when I prayed that. I am thankful for the Lord’s answered prayer but OH MAN… I should have thought that one through…

You probably will not care about this but for my own records… Abram’s favorites are pizza, mac & cheese and cereal. The only vegetable I can get him to eat is cucumber and sometimes he will take a bite of a carrot. He is a picky eater and is very particular about how things are cut (symmetrically) and having proper utensils. Actually, he is very particular about everything which leads me to wonder if he has a mild case of OCD, or if this is just an interesting faze? I guess time will tell. Another specific example of this as I will want to remember in the future is how his socks have to be perfectly square to his toes, his blankets have to be positioned in a specific order and his shoes have to be tied juuuust right while the laces can’t touch the ground.

Abram’s favorite bedtime song is still Twinkle Twinkle. Abram always volunteers to be the one to pray before dinner. His favorite books are Pizza Pat, The Little Puppy and the Big Green Monster, Goodnight Already, Look and Find books and any book from the Library with Super Heroes.

Abram’s favorite things are weapons (all kinds), Ninja Turtles, watching movies, T-Ball and Soccer, playing with Daddy in “the jumpy house” we keep in our basement, swimming and snuggling with Mommy. And his big Sister Lucy whom he loves and admires, and picks on constantly. When Abram grows up he wants to be a Police Man.


Ugh. Guess I’ll try to go to bed now. I don’t want to…

One more day until school…










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Holy Bad Day


Today, has been a hard day.

Think, “if I wasn’t in a public place right now someone would be really hurt” kind of a day. Fo realz.

Half serious.

Thank goodness I was in public.

It has been some time since I have had one of these. My blood pressure is still boiling. I can understand how some Mom’s turn into secret alcoholics. I am not saying that I would, but it is days like today that I can understand how some women get there. Phew.

Three is one of my favorite ages, but also at the same time one of the HARDEST ages. In my opinion.  How is it possible that someone can be SO, so sweet and loving and funny and then the next minute turn into [Linda Blair and Hulk had a baby]?!

It’s nap time now. Part of me wants to fall asleep to rejuvenate for the second half of the day, part of me wants to stay awake and do ABSOLUTLEY NOTHING so that I can have real quiet time and a small (small) part of me wants to do some chores so that it looks like I was productive today when important people come home. Hopefully they come home by themselves because if they bring a friend I will have to have done more chores. Decisions, decisions. ZZZZZZZZZZ…….

Thanks for letting me vent.

And, a word of truth to all of those sharing in my bad day…

1 Thessalonians 5:18: “ give thanks in all circumstances…”

All circumstances? Really? Ok. Well, thank you Lord that I did not kill my Son in anger. Thank you that I have a son and that I am blessed enough to have a bad day because of my blessed children. Thank you that this situation has caused me to come to you when I may not have if I was having an easy day. Thank you for nap time. Thank you promising to carry me through bad days (psalm 50:15, 1peter5:7, nahum1:7…). It would have been better for me if I wasn’t having a bad day, if I am being honest, but for some reason you want to teach me something through this, so… forgive me for my anger, forgive me for being tempted to turn to a glass of wine for comfort (and chocolate), forgive me for not being more patient with my children, help me to have patience, to have wisdom and, well, help me to be overflowing with every single fruit of the spirit. Amen.









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Hello. It’s me! Janet, wife to Ryan. Mother to Lucy and Abram and a half Mother to a cool Exchange Student named Anton. Just thought I would leave a refresher since I’ve been missing and you probably have forgotten about me.

So, what’s been going on? I have been losing my mind over here. Not that things have been super stressful, or, maybe they have, I don’t remember. Every day just comes and goes.  I wake up looking forward to bed time. That sounds depressing reading it on paper. Eh, on screen. It’s not bad. I’m just busy and tired. Aren’t we all?

I thought things would be easier with Lucy in School full-time but, actually I am busier! I live by the schedule. And, I look back at my days and literally have no idea what I did. Well I do, but it doesn’t sound like much.

Topic change.

So, once I turned 30, everything started going down hill. If you haven’t turned 30 yet, get ready! If you have turned 30, you can relate. If you have turned 30 and nothing has happened to you… well, good for you. For example; pimples. I have never had so many pimples in my life. I never went through the weird teenage skin phase, and now, I am even more grateful that I didn’t. Another thing, my MEMORY! What?! I have always prided myself on my amazing recollection of unnecessary information and now, I literally can’t recall half of the things in my brain. Ugh. I hate it!! Lastly, (not really lastly, but just at the top of the 30 board) Pre-midlife crisis! What? Who am I? What is my purpose? What is my direction? Am I good at anything? Blah. Blah. Blah. Why?


Well, my little just woke up and I have to get ready to pick up my big.

Hopefully, I will have some more time to write in the near future. And, if you think about it, this Hyperthyroidism thing (hashtag 30) keeps me DoWn a lot during my free-time, so, if I am feeling better, I can write more. And, that would be awesome.

Love to all of you! Thanks for reading!





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The Life. The Kids. The Innaproprite. It’s Real Life.

“Today Lucy was looking through one of my Art books from college. She asked me, “why does this guy have a Penis?”

“Umm, because he’s a boy?”

Not quite sure how to explain that.

My Father gave Abram a stuffed frog one day as a gift. He was trying to tell Ryan that Pop-Pop gave him a frog. This is how it went…

“Dad! Fuck Me PopPop.”

“What?!”  <Looking for context clues…>

“Oh! PopPop gave you a frog?”

“Yeah! Fuck me!”  (aka: Yeah! Frog me!)

Is it wrong that we thought is was so hysterical that we called his Grandparents and asked him to say “Frog you”… to everyone at the party?

Well, yes. Yes it is. Sorry. Sometimes it’s just plain funny.

Out of the blue, Lucy looks at Ryan and says: “I hope ___ knows which finger to put it on.”

Ryan responds, “which finger, for what?”

“You know, which finger to put the ring on when he asks me to Marry him.”

When Abram get’s really mad at Lucy he points his finger at her and yells “BAD DOG!”

I deleted Facebook this week. I thought it was a necessary step I had to take. While I may not use it as much as other, I know I use it as a substitute for other things I could be doing. It is a mindless habit that I don’t want to continue. When I am bored or when I am waiting for the microwave or when I am trying to fall asleep… scroll, scroll, scroll…

If I read a book for the same amount of time that I was looking at pictures and reading status updates (which I do enjoy), I would have read 100% more books than I did last year. I would probably be smarter. I would have done a lot more crafts. I would have cleaned my bathroom half as much. Eh. Maybe not.

 I don’t want my face to be stuck in my phone. It’s been stuck in my phone.  I don’t want to lazily rely on my phone for entertainment when I could be doing other, more productive things. I get so annoyed when I put the kids to bed and find that my Husband and I are sitting in the same room not saying one word to each other because I am invested in someone else’s relationship (FB for me, ESPN or Groupon for him).

I am not saying that this is wrong or that I think badly of people who do use this as a form of entertainment, I just know for me, I waste a lot of time doing nothing when I could be doing something.

Do you like this pretty rainbow I am creating. I thought it would be easier to separate my thoughts. And I like color even though it doesn’t look as professional. Wait, do I really think my blog is professional anyway?

Not to complain that my Son in an amazing sleeper (Praise the LORD), but, is sleeping twelve hours a night and taking four-hour naps everyday a little excessive? He has a pretty healthy diet, he isn’t on any medication and doesn’t seem to be showing any signs of any other symptom except that he just likes to sleep. If I try to wake him up early he is SUPER cranky.

Let me just get down to it. This has been an incredibly difficult year for me. I knew it was tougher than the past six or seven but I didn’t really realize it until I sat back and thought about it (or when I realized I was crying every time someone asked me how I was doing (no, I’m not depressed, just exasperated)). I am hoping to get more dates with my Husband this year. I would like to spend more time meditating and reading my Bible ( “Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.” Matthew 4:4)  and really investing time into my Children (quality intentional time) and surrounding myself with supportive, encouraging, spontaneous, wise, positive and talkative people. I can’t just be friends with myself! JUST KIDDING!

So, that’s that. My brain kind of just stopped working because someone woke up from a nap and someone came home from work.

Does anyone have any good Deodorant recommendations?


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I’m Two and Kind of Terrible

Abram (2)

Hello. I’m Abram. Aren’t I cute? Yeah, I know. I know how to work it.

Do you like my shirt? I prefer to wear clothes that only have balls on them. My Mom tries to get me to wear other types of clothing (you know, like stripes or shirts with words- yuck!) but I give her a fit until she finds something I like.

You know what else I like to do? Eat. I love to eat. I am always “hungey”. My Mom tries to get me to eat healthy stuff but I refuse to eat until she finally gives me cereal. It would have been a whole lot easier on her if she had just given me what I wanted in the first place!

My Mom, I love that lady. In fact, I love her so much that when other kids (like my Sister) try to play with her or sit on her lap, I push them off or yell and cry until there is room for me. I know she is great and all but she is all MINE! Well, except when she tries to put clothes on me… then I run from her.

Oh man. This is the funniest thing. I just figured out how to shoot snot out of my nose. My Mom HATES it when I do that. If I really want to make her mad, after she like, makes me put on my seat belt or tells me “no”, I just snot everywhere. It’s awesome.

I hate the Dr. My Mom tried to take me there to get a check-up (why do I need a check-up? I’m Fine!). OH NO! I was not having it! I know what they do there. They like, take my temperature and like, make me stand on this thing that tell my Mom how much food I’ve been eating. Don’t worry, I figured out how to get out of there right quick. I basically just scream and cry and yell and shake and kick and yell until everyone leaves me alone. I thought it was a good idea but my Mom was NOT happy! She told Dad that he had to take me to the Dr. from now on. I guess I should have thought that one through.

The girls in my house can’t understand why I like to beat things up so much. I mean, who doesn’t like a good fight? Why would God make me so strong if I wasn’t allowed to hit anyone? They don’t get it.

Also, I met this girl. She’s pretty cool I guess. Her name is Anna. She likes to build Snowmen and ride bikes around the hallway. That is so cool. Mom doesn’t let me see her that much even though I ask her everyday. That’s okay. I have a recording of her singing that I get to listen to in the car when I “do a good job”… whatever that means. She’s my favorite.

You know what else is my favorite? Fish! I just turned two and my Mom and Dad took me to the big place that has all of the fish. You know, where Nemo lives! I love it there! They have BIG SHARKS!  And Nemo! Please Mom… I want to “SEE FISH”!

I better go now. My Sister wants me to go jump on the bed with her. I might go chase the dog. Oooo, maybe I will go sneak some goldfish. Or sneak my binky out of my bed. Or poop. Who knows, I can do whatever I want! I run this joint!

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Abram is Turning 2!


My little boy is turning two! I can’t believe it.

I am writing this a week early because we will be on vacation next week and I would rather write earlier than later. You know, in case some people have forgotten and need to go out and buy him presents.

Just kidding. <wink>

You Mr. Price, are a HANDFUL! You are super energetic and aggressive. You are strong-willed and  independent. At the same time, you are SO cuddly and loving. You smile ALL THE TIME (unless you are throwing a tantrum or hitting your Sister).  You love your Mommy. You don’t like to not be near me, or on me, or by me, or for me to eat my own food without you sharing it…

You absolutely love balls. All kinds of balls. You literally can not walk past a ball without yelling “BALL!” and running up to it. You respond to dogs the exact same way but that is a little more dangerous.


Currently your favorite “foods” include Mac & Cheese, squeezable apple sauce, pizza (you freaking love pizza), donuts (chocolate glazed is your number one), lollipops and ice cream (I dare not touch your ice cream). I wish I could be more proud of your food choices but hey, who can blame you?!


You absolutely DO NOT like Ketchup. I think this is so weird but you don’t and you’re fine with that.

Your favorite songs are B-I-B-L-E, Skinnamarinky Dinky Dink and Do You Want to Build a Snowman which you call “Anna”.

Your favorite books are The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything which you call “Pirate”, Horns to Toes and In Between and Moo, Baa, La, La, La!

You don’t really watch TV or Movies yet but the two that you have interest in are Frozen (which is your favorite fave and you will actually sit through the whole thing) and Jake and The Neverland Pirates.


Abram. I love you. You are definitely a challenge but you are also a tremendous joy. I love how much you love your Sister and how you just love to be with her. I love it that you are constantly saying “hi” to strangers everywhere we go. I wish you would keep your shoes on. Thank you for reminding me to pray everyday at lunch. Thank you for all of the hugs and kisses that I didn’t have to ask for! I love your dimples, your curly hair and watching all of the things I prayed for you come true.

Happy Birthday Buddy, hoping this next year is more exciting than the last.


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*This year included your first trip to the Zoo, first time fishing, first trip to Hammerman Park, first time swimming by yourself in a pool, first amusement park ride, first ice cream cone, first trip to the movies, first time at the Dentist (unsuccessful), first Orioles Game and first time on an air plane.

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Diaper Dreams

The Reality

Abram has a terrible diaper rash because he has had “The D” and it wont allow his bum to air out and heal. A friend of mine told me to let him run around without a diaper for a little while the next day.

I have been having very vivid dreams lately (no, I’m not pregnant) and I believe the circumstances above served as inspiration for my dream that night.

The Dream

At some point, I took off Abram’s diaper and let him run around the house. He was excited to be “free” and was running around everywhere. Well, I noticed that he was about to pee so I started chasing him around with his diaper. I finally caught up to him and right before I had a chance to wrap the diaper around his ** he pee’d up over the diaper and right onto my face,  hair and neck. I was so mad.  It was gross. I had just showered and straightened my hair!


Something startled me awake and I realized that… I was laying in a puddle of drool that was trickling down my neck from my cheek and my mouth.

So, I guess Abram didn’t actually pee all over me.

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