Word Bites

I have a fairly short attention span lately. Is it exhaustion? Irritability? Lack of anything interesting to say? Hunger, perhaps? At any rate, my own thoughts have been popping into my head in sound bites- so here's a blog posting of Melody's word bites.
Bon Appetit.

Lee is wonderful. All around. Period.

I am me, and you know what that means.

Wyatt is in full-tilt 2 year-oldness. We are having a great time.

Jana has a penchant for pooping in the tub lately. That's gotta stop- although bless Sam's Club for selling gallons of bleach in a 3-pack.

The Honda Odyssey is officially sold. I had it for 9 days. *sigh* It looks to be replaced by a Chevy Tahoe. That outcome is TBA.

Before you question my Christmas background and accuse me of skipping Thanksgiving (as my honey often does), know this: I AM thankful- for Christmas. I even listened to Christmas music while putting up and taking down Halloween decorations. I love Christmas and everything about it. :)


Now picture bites.


Our first attempt to put Jana's hair up!




I was fairly proud of myself, since I can't even do my own hair.




"Can I have the cam-wah?"




Playing on the new swingset.
In jammies.
And winter boots two size too small.
See what I mean about 2 year-oldness?




We had a pretty good harvest this year.
Lee says, "Aw, shucks."





Thanks again, Grammy and Grandpa!





Can't have a posting without a Skeeter cameo!




She still has no teeth, but that doesn't slow her down one bit.



I came to check on Jana, and couldn't find her at first.




Eating raw corn on the cob. In the office. Good one, mommy.




I love these munchkins so much. SO much.




See Wyatt's black eye remains? It was from a (literal) run-in with Skeeter. If Skeeter's nose wasn't black already, that crash may have done it!




Sporting their Halloween jammies!

He loves to point to his chest and say "See the moon? Hi, moon!" He also says that to the sky at night.

I am having some inner turmoil over her hair. It needs to be cut, but how? Is there a way to fight those two side-by-side-but-turning-in-opposing-directions cowlicks on the crown of her head? (An aside from the doting mommy: Who cares? She is SO cute!)

If you saw the video, this is a better shot of the "cookies." Mmm-mmm!

That's my boy! A delicious plate of nachos right in front of him, and all he wants is a plain flour tortilla. Funny monkey.

My baby lion. We sure love when Monica takes pictures for us!

Even when he empties a bottle of Febreeze on the bathroom mirror and counter, I still love him with all my little black heart.

It was just ONE cookie, and it's not even halfway gone!

A proud moment: the Grandpa smile. Thanks for passing it on, Dad!

Having shared a little picture/word snack, I am now headed for a different snack. Love you all and hope you're well!

Love and a bowl of Reese's Peanut Butter Puffs with (SINFUL) whole milk,

M, L, W, J and S