Sh*t My Kids Ruined and Gratitude



If you haven’t seen it yet, there’s a pretty funny website at http://www.shitmykidsruined.com and it’s all photos of stuff people’s kids have ruined.  You might be shocked to know I had several photos to submit to said site (really!  my kids do, on occasion, ruin shit!) but none ever got published.

BUT… it’s because they were saving their best submissions for the BOOK but the same title, and now, my sons are (in)famous!  What for?  Wrecking my vertical blinds, of course! (Click each thumbnail below to embiggen)

The book came out today and is available on Amazon.com:  Sh*t My Kids Ruined.  I can’t wait to get our copy!  Oh, and as a result of the book being released, the boys were also in the Huffington Post (here) and they are photo number 7.

Now, a year and a half after ruining the blinds, they are just as active, just as mischievous, and just as lovable in their matching jammies.

Which leads me to end with how thankful I am to have these little guys, my beautiful daughter and my amazing husband — who are all currently asleep very early on this Thanksgiving morning — in my life.  And if I had to choose just one of them, I’d have to say I am most thankful for my husband, because without him, I wouldn’t have them.  He’s kind, generous, loving and honest.  He’s a good cook (let’s all be thankful for that, because it means you don’t have to be subject to *my*cooking), my best friend, and an amazing father.  He puts up with my crazy and I just couldn’t do it without him.  And together, we have these three adorable, smart, funny, witty, charming, rambunctious little kids who mean the world to me.  We are blessed.

I’m also thankful for my mother, who set me free into this big old world to find my way.  I know it isn’t easy for her to have her favorite daughter (hee hee) and her grandbabies so far away.  Thank you, Mom, for allowing me to be me.

I’m thankful for my sweet niece, Patience, who is growing more and more into a lovely young lady with each passing day and who recently spent the week here with me.  I love watching her grow and look forward to many more visits and memories.  And Nerts.  She plays a mean game of Nerts, that one.  ;)

I am thankful for my husband’s family, who raised him to be the man that he is today.  I can’t imagine a life without him, and I am grateful for the life he led before me that shaped him, guided him and made him who he is now.

And, last but not least, I am grateful for my family and friends, near and far, whether they are a daily presence or those who come and go through the years.  The support, love and friendship I receive from each of them is an incredible gift.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.


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