I don't know what it is with me, but for as long as I can remember, I've gotten pleasure out of other's torment.

It is what it is I guess and unfortunately I can't apologize. And as much as I hate to admit it, I love pulling pranks on my own flesh and blood, my two precious innocent children included. 

As some of you may have already seen on my instagram account, a few days ago I pulled the exploding pen prank on my oldest. His reaction gave me quite the lols...

I'm an equal opportunity parent, so when the chance arose for me to pull the same prank on my littlest (only three years young), you best believe I dove right in. (Even though he had been present when I pranked his older brother with the same exploding pen, I figured since he was so young, he wouldn't really remember and put two and two together.)

However, his reaction to the explosion in his face wasn't the clincher. No no, what he said afterwards was what really caught my attention...

Um.

Come again?

He has never said that word ever before.

And I knew I shouldn't have let my kids watch Spongebob!!

*you can also see that other time I terrorized my kid in a jimmy kimmel halloween prank here.

**I first put Arthurs story on my blog over a year and a half ago, but I went back and watched it again last night and wanted to repost that post, just incase anyone missed it. Definitely a must-see.**

I had a few paragraphs written up for the intro to this video, but nothing I could write could put my feelings and emotions into words. I cried (hard), I smiled (hard), I cried again and I walked away affected.

If you want to know what it feels like to be so content and happy in the very gut of your soul

watch this.

Inspired yet?


ps. I'll be back tomorrow with a blog post that has been on my heart lately and which subject definitely convicted me. 

You know how sometimes music just brings you back?

I was in the car yesterday, listening to some old-school country (I live and die for country music) and one song came on and out of nowhere, I couldn't help myself. I just started bawling. 

Like the ugly kind of tears.

I was on my way to my friend Brandi's house (I basically envade her space Monday thru Friday, and let my kids rampage through her home and eat all her food) and this song came on, and I bawled.

Like, legit embarrassed for the person who was stopped next to me at the stoplight and had to act like they didn't notice anything. It was that bad.

It was the words. It's always the words. 

And when I heard the words, I had the pictures in my mind.

And I knew I had to come home and put the pictures to the words. 

And I did.

I've watched it ten times and I've bawled every time.

But maybe it's just me.

Or maybe it's just the words.

a few ps's.
1. my sister and her husband were actually high school sweethearts. Started dating when they were in 8th grade and got married at 18. They just had twin girls 6 months ago.

2. That video of my littlest? His first time ever walking.

3. My Nonie and Grandpa were married 50+ years. She went to Heaven last August.

Enjoy.

Happy Weekend.

When I read Kim's blog this morning, I knew I had to take my cues from her and try this out myself. (Read hers here, girl is pretty funny). Below is the original text and the inspiration for the post:

First I tried it with my sister...

Score one!

Then I tried my BFF Leslie...

of course she fell for it.

Then I went for my nephew Greg...

(who is 5 years older than me, btw)

Got a pretty good laugh out of that one.

Next, I went for my mom.

Didn't exactly go as planned...




Come get my children? Thanks for your concern mom, but my children are just fine, thanks.

And finally, I went for the kill with the hubby.

I didn't even try texting him, because I knew he would either a) ignore me and not text back or b) call me on the phone and ask what the hell I was talking about. So I waited 'til he came home and got his reaction on video. I was bound and determined to get him to ask me the question by the way.

His response was a little underwhelming, to say the least.



My favorite parts:

When he says I am "destroying our family" and "Raven, would you like me to blow a gasket?"

I swear. Husbands.