WOTYA, aka: "Wife of the Year Award"

{Goin' for the...WOTYA}

Yup... That's right... I'm gonna get it this year... I KNOW it!

You may be askin' yourself...

"WOT-YA talkin' bout girl?" lol

Well... it's

The, Wife Of The Year Award!

Let's be really honest...I've totally blown my chances for ANY sort of MOTHER of the year award, this time around.

I'm pretty sure just to qualify you can't...

* forget to pickup milk for 4 days

* shove donuts down your kids' throats before school, just to make sure they
"get breakfast"

* Let them stay up till midnight and then expect them to wake up at 7:00am

* Forget what day you bathed them last

* Tell them repeatedly that if they don't stop screaming... Santa's going to skip out on Christmas, this year.

* Accidentally roll up one of their hands in the car window... because you were trying to talk on the phone, and couldn't hear, with all the wind.

* Make them Macaroni and cheese with water, instead of milk...
(remember... I keep forgetting?)

* Or force them to pee in the Walmart parking lot, whilst using your own arms as a "sling type toilet seat" because you STILL have about a billion errands to run...and if that kid freakin' pees in her pants, before you can make it inside, then you MAY or may not just FLIP out, because
"Momma doesn't have TIME to go back home to get more dry panties!!!"

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*siiiiigh*
See... I told you.  I'm probably not going to make it to the top ten in the "mothering category."

But the other day, when we got SLAMMED with snow, here in Utah... I was DETERMINED to stick my foot in the door, for the WOTYA title.

Wanna know what I did, to be considered?

Take a look...

BEFORE:

Notice only the SMALL strip of driving area up the driveway, and our COMPLETELY covered snowy walkway to the front door...

AFTER:

(That part left over in the driveway was all a big chunk of ice... gimmie a break, okay?...ha!)

BEFORE:

AFTER:

 Woot, Woot!!

Yup, I did all that!  14 inches +... out of the way, for YOUR walking pleasure

:)

Cason was so proud of me.  Even if at FIRST he didn't believe that I had actually DONE it! :(

Don't worry, the continuous complaining about my back and hand hurting, for the next 3 days, was proof enough that I had put in the 3 long hours, shoveling. :) ha!

So ya... 

* I may not cook a mean dinner,

* Wash clothes on a regular basis

or

*Remember to feed my kiddos a "healthy" breakfast before school...

But THIS Momma, can shovel ONE, HECK OF A DRIVEWAY!

:)

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PS.  When I showed Cason these pictures on my camera of our funny Aubrielle, riding sliding in her bike down the icy driveway, You wanna know what the FIRST thing he said to me was?

And in all seriousness...

"Wow!  You EVEN put her snow clothes on!  Good for you!  Usually you don't really... "do" snow clothes"

LOL LOL LOL...

I guess I shouldn't be TOO offended.  He's kinda right...

They take about 20 minutes to get on, for only 5 measly seconds of "fun"... before a kids crying about...

"how their boots hurt, how their gloves have snow in them, or that their hat is too hot and itchy"

(rolling my eyes)

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yup... Mother of the Year... TOTALLY out of the question.