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Invaded By Monsters

So ya'll know that I got a Chrismahannakwanza miracle this year and actually completed NaBloPoMo. The whole 30 days. I know, I'm shocked too. Anywhoo, I was so proud of myself. I was tooting my own horn around the house, though really? The kids weren't all that impressed. My mother in law was though. I love her. So here I was feeling so proud and then I get an email from Ms Eden herself. I won a prize. A NaBloPoMo prize! Huzzah! I just about fell out of my seat.


I won prize #29. For those of you too lazy to click over (shame on you) I won myself an Ugly Monster! (She's out of the monsters but she has other cool stuff too! Check it out. Do it! NOW. Um ok sorry) Mary Ann asked me if there was any pattern or color scheme and I said pink and brown, ya know, for the new baby. I don't know how to shut up (or type less?)(don't look so surprised!) so of course it took a couple paragraphs of extraneous information for her to get that tidbit. A week later, our house was invaded. Mary Ann sent a monster for me and both kids plus one for the baby in the oven. I'll let the aww moment envelope you too........ So I know right?? She's great. The kids love the monsters and the "sleeping bags" they came in. Mary Ann made a skull and crossbones fleece bag for the boy's monster and a pink bag for the girls.


Enjoy the photos of the kids digging them. My niece, Baby Girl, has adopted mine for when she's at our house and my other niece, the baby Monkey, she plays with the baking baby's monster once in awhile. I have to limit the drool time ya know.



Out of the seventeen photos I took, this is the best one with all three of them. Gah.










Really, I know how to take photos of children. Those that COOPERATE!











Hey lady?! How many times do I have to tell you? Stopping following me around with that damn camera! Get me a bottle woman! Or at least a clean diaper. That'll work. Or she's telling Mary Ann thank you for the monsters! We love them so much that we sleep with them. Well, the kids do. Mine was hijacked by the niece in red. It's all good, I love the kid.

Comments

Steph said…
hahahaha, good post, that cracked me up.
Anonymous said…
omg those monsters are so cute! i want one! maybe i can make one for myself! :)

Geo
Very Mary said…
I am LOVING how happy your son is! He's all CHECK OUT MY MONSTER, YO! Ha!

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