A few weeks ago I was talking with a friend of mine about the Steelers game. She had offered her condolences on our loss against Tennessee. I told her I wasn’t too worried about it because we were going to the play offs. She looked at my kind of incredulously and asked, “Really?” “Yea,” I said. “Your going to the playoffs? That’s crazy.” I was kinda confused, we were after all the leader of our division, and then it hit me…

As a kid I really enjoyed being on stage. Had a rather significant part in our church musical when I was in third grade which led me to believe I had skill…even did a few plays in middle school (with embarrassing tales of their own to be shared on future Thursdays) but the high school band plays were my low points. Each spring our school would put on a play written by our band director.

Wasn’t able to snap a picture of this one, because it was too disgusting for me to do anything but stop it right away… But if anyone wondered why I call it life at the circus… …just caught my 18th month old brushing her teeth with her brother’s tooth brush, in the dog bowl… gross on so many levels…

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My Daybook: Monday January 12 **Outside my window…**the sun is shining brightly and Christmas lights still hang on the front of the house (though no longer on the roof…we’re half way there) **I am thinking…**I really need to stop putting off folding the laundry piled beside my bed I am thankful for… the Steelers victory last night advancing them to the AFC Championship **From the learning room…**working on Catechism questions From the kitchen… Scott will be making pancakes for him and the kids for dinner tonight **I am wearing…**jeans and my Steelers Superbowl XL Champions Tee I am creating… I am not that creative, I do hope to tackle hemming my sons pants this week, does that count?

Sometimes little snippets of the extraordinary appear in the midst of everyday life. Right smack in the middle of a messy kitchen with trashcans overflowing, and kids walking around half naked, a conversation took place at our dining room table. Scott was having eggnog with the two oldest children and I had gotten the video camera out to catch my littlest one playing with the tripod. She was walking around setting up the tripod and exclaiming, “Cheese.

If anyone came over today to see the last installment in the Eggnog Series, please check back later today. I had some slight technical difficulties with my video clip and am in the midst of the long upload process right now. Please come back again this afternoon to see the video of one of Scott’s most memorable father/son talks to date. You won’t want to miss it!

Eggnog has always been a special drink at our house. Since our son was just a toddler, he’s enjoyed sipping this treat with his Daddy. Last winter as Scott and my son were enjoying this holiday treat, Scott told him that eggnog is a talking drink. “You sip it slowly like a dessert and talk about important things,” he instructed him. From this was born eggnog talks. The next night my three and half year hold son asked for some eggnog, then looked up at his Daddy and said, “Dad, let’s talk…how was your day?

My son has always had a very inquisitive nature. When I was pregnant with my third child, he was three. He fully grasped the concept that there was a baby in my belly. But, what he wanted to know was, how the baby was coming out. At first I tried with vague, non specific responses. But they weren’t doing it for him. He kept bringing it up, again and again.