I was tagged by my friend--
Here are the rules:
1. Post the rules on your blog
2. List 6 random things about yourself
3. Tag 6 people at the end of your post
This may be harder than I thought, because most of my life is pretty random, so I'm not sure what to write! Also, I don't think I actually read 6 blogs, so I will just tag a couple that I read that haven't been tagged yet. Then we'll see how often they read my blog!
--I sleep with the toes of one foot hooked on the back of my other achilles tendon.
--I can make my eyeballs shake.
--My degree is in Radio/Television/Film, but I never took a radio or film class.
--My favorite part of Christmas is trying to think of the perfect gift for each person. Something that is really "them" even if they haven't asked for it.
--I refuse to create traditions that are connected to a particular day or holiday, because I don't want me or my kids to be disappointed if we can't do it. I'd rather teach them to appreciate the beauty of togetherness--whenever we can have it.
--Every place we have lived since we got married has had either "record breaking" weather or a natural disaster (or more than one) while we lived there. I warned my friends when we got here, and I told them to get their emergency kits ready. Everyone laughed. Until last October when the fires came.
Not very interesting. . .I know. I will probably think of better stuff later, after I've posted this. If I do, I'll change them in a different post.
Ok--tags. . .I was wrong. I read more than 6 blogs. I'm tagging everyone that hasn't already done it because I like to read the answers!!
KB
Itsy Bitsy Me
Watts Up
A Pink and A Blue
Chaotic Cranium
This That & Whatever
Erika
Lewis Logic
Random Ramblings
Funny Farm
It's Who We Are
- The Monkey House
- There are 5 of us--I frequently use the terms zoo and locker room in place of Monkey House. All are completely accurate. I am the only girl--and the feeling of being outnumbered increases as the little monkies get older! All in all, a pretty great (although chaotic) place to be!
Mommy of the Monkies
I don't really know what to say about myself here, but felt obligated to have a caption since I have one for all the boys!
Soldier Boy
Before there was a "Soldja Boy" there were the Sherelles...they sang a song called "Soldier Boy" and I have called him that since we met. He is my friend and my strength. I love him with everything in me.
Monkey #1
He's kind and smart; athletic and sensitive; trying to figure out the difference between being a little boy and a young man. A rocky road--especially without the road map of an older sibling to follow. He blazes a great trail, though, and his little brothers are all the more lucky because of it!
Monkey #2
He is a genius...an absentminded one, but genius nonetheless. Everyone who meets him describes him as an "old soul." It is in his eyes and in his conversation--especially in his questions. At 2 1/2, he told me, "I'm not big like N. I'm not little like J. I'm just like me." What we all hope to instill in our middle children, he knew on his own before his 3rd birthday! He loves everyone.
Monkey #3
4 hours after his birth I told him, "You are the third of three boys. You have to be BIG or FAST." He is both. Surefooted and coordinated, fearless and frightening. He has no concept that he is younger or smaller than his brothers and is quite sure he can do anything they can. He is the comic relief of the family, without even meaning to be. He reveres his brothers--even as he tortures them.
Me as a cartoon!
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