Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

On our way.

We got a late start this morning on our little vacation. The weather is a little rainy and drizzly. Stopped for a little lunch and I thought I'd do a little update and see if I could make a wee bit of money while hubby and kiddies eat lunch. Heading over to PPP now to see what's going on. Have a geat Thursday and I hope the weather is better in NJ.

On a side note, and I should have learned this 2 years ago when we were driving to Mi with our newly potty trained son, When you are potty training...Allow for LOTS of extra stops! I swear Puddin' Pop has had to pee every 30 minutes. We might get there before nightfall Would I be a bad mom if I slapped a diaper on her???

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