Oh, this song. This album. It, and his follow up (More Songs from Pooh Corner) helped guide me through the long weeks of post partum semi-depression after my first child was born. I'd sit and nurse and cry and listen...'til the day my husband vowed to destroy anything associated with Kenny Loggins. Still love both CDs, though. Good memories.
Love the pictures. I want to be his friend, please.
Oh, this song. This album. It, and his follow up (More Songs from Pooh Corner) helped guide me through the long weeks of post partum semi-depression after my first child was born. I'd sit and nurse and cry and listen...'til the day my husband vowed to destroy anything associated with Kenny Loggins. Still love both CDs, though. Good memories.
Love the pictures. I want to be his friend, please.
Mrs. Romero, There are very few times when words fail. As I'm posting my comment, my little muffin is dancing. She had a ballet performance to this song last year. Thanks for the post. It has given me the right perspective to start my day. Rachel
Alright, Mrs. Romeo Arrow -- Enough of the Pooh Pooh. Never liked that Winnie. Seriously, he is worse than a muppet. Never learns from his mistakes but fakes like he gets it! He is such an ex-husband.
If you need to play Kenny Loggins, slap me up with some "I'm Alright" because nothing gets me laughing like Caddy Shack ;)
I heart Bill Murray, no matter how old he gets, no matter how bald he gets, I'll always remember him being the Lounge Singer on Saturday Night Live.
Oh, yeah the kid is too cute. If you don't keep him we would gladly take him off your hands. The only thing better than saying that I have six kids would be if I could say I had seven and that I took of them from you ;)
Mrs. Romero, I love calling you that because it is cool. I love this song...those pictures are just precious and your son's freckles are just to die for. Aren't little boys great? They don't have nearly one ounce of the drama girls do. Trust me...I have an 8 year old who loves drama. I am so not ready for the teen years..and then there is my son who gets upset if I ever start to cry...and comes over to hug me and kiss me. Just the best.
He looks beautiful, Tiff. I can't believe how much he has grown. We definitely have to see you this summer and check out Mr. Cutie.
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Mrs. Romero,
What a great family you have- you are truly blessed! Loved looking around your blog. Sad that it takes trajedies to get us in touch! I would love to bring the kids up to camp for a day....let's figure out when! Your boy is so sweet - he gives me a toothache!
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I 'd like to start by proclaiming that I am in madly in love with my husband. In no way does this moment of "gyno-attraction" diminish his hotness and my love for said hotness. Having said that, let's begin. So I feel pretty safe in saying my OB is hotter than your OB. Okay, make that "was", because when we left LA for St. George, I had to leave his glorious, silver, stirrups. But he is worth a post. Trust me on this . Let's start with our first (and only) encounter. It was my 6 week follow up after having The Boy. My regular OB was out of town, so they assigned me to Dr. McHottie. I walked into the room with no idea of what was to come. I got undressed (from the waist down of course) and stuck my feet in the stirrups. Then he walked in. A cross between Jake Gyllenhall and Channing Tatum. In scrubs. G.O.R.G.E.O.U.S. I got all kinds of flustered and the conversation went something like this. McHottie : "Hello Mrs. R." (Cleverly remin
My friend, Melissa , recently wrote this post , expressing her frustration with the small circle of bloggers who seem to be getting all the perks. I read it and left a lengthy comment, then realized I had even more to say. So, here it goes. I have been feeling some stress and increasing negativity in bloggyland lately. Unrest among the masses regarding PR, "A List" (whatever that is) Mommy Bloggers, the lack of money in blogging, etc. I've personally considered withdrawing completely and have spoken to a few other bloggers who are also feeling somewhat "disenchanted" with blogging as of late. It seems to have lost its luster. Here is how I see it: You begin blogging for fun. For connections. For camaraderie. You get a few followers and comments. You want more. You begin to see others talking about the free stroller or set of books. You want that too. Then you hear that some are getting to travel, meet with PR firms, speak at conferences. That sounds fun. You won
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Love the pictures. I want to be his friend, please.
Love the pictures. I want to be his friend, please.
There are very few times when words fail. As I'm posting my comment, my little muffin is dancing. She had a ballet performance to this song last year. Thanks for the post. It has given me the right perspective to start my day.
Rachel
If you need to play Kenny Loggins, slap me up with some "I'm Alright" because nothing gets me laughing like Caddy Shack ;)
I heart Bill Murray, no matter how old he gets, no matter how bald he gets, I'll always remember him being the Lounge Singer on Saturday Night Live.
Oh, yeah the kid is too cute. If you don't keep him we would gladly take him off your hands. The only thing better than saying that I have six kids would be if I could say I had seven and that I took of them from you ;)
What a great family you have- you are truly blessed! Loved looking around your blog. Sad that it takes trajedies to get us in touch! I would love to bring the kids up to camp for a day....let's figure out when! Your boy is so sweet - he gives me a toothache!
love,
Dai