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| Blog Name: | Robin's Chicks |
| Url: | http://www.robinschicks.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | humor, mommy blog, parenting |
| Description: | This is a blog about my life as a less than perfect wife and mother to 3 of the funniest kids God ever made. OK, so one of them can't talk yet, but she has the same genes as the other two and trust me- they are FUNNY! I bare all to document for my family and entertain my friends. Mothers all over the world are reading Robin's Chicks and saying with a sigh of relief, "At least my kids aren't doing that!" Go ahead, feel superior and have a laugh at my expense. |
| Popularity: | 65 Followers |
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Emma's Antics: Greasy Hair
Aubrey and Emma have been playing outside today with their best friend Tristan. I've been keeping an eye on them through the kitchen window while I play in the floor with Sadie and watch the Auburn vs Alabama game. I walked outside to check on them and noticed Emma's hair looked a little wet.
Aubrey and Emma have been playing outside today with their best friend Tristan. I've been keeping an eye on them through the kitchen window while I play in the floor with Sadie and watch the Auburn vs Alabama game. I walked outside to check on them and noticed Emma's hair looked a little wet.
Holiday Blog Tour
For as long as I can remember, I have understood and celebrated the true meaning of Christmas. But even as a little girl, I noticed how Santa seemed to upstage the baby Jesus. The Son of God born of a virgin in a manger… a miracle I never doubted. But ol’ St. Nick had a Hollywood type of charm, and by Christmas
For as long as I can remember, I have understood and celebrated the true meaning of Christmas. But even as a little girl, I noticed how Santa seemed to upstage the baby Jesus. The Son of God born of a virgin in a manger… a miracle I never doubted. But ol’ St. Nick had a Hollywood type of charm, and by Christmas
Seriously Folks: Prayers for Noah
I don't know about you but I am absolutely OVERWHELMED with all of the goodness in my life. In this horrible economy, God has blessed me. My husband is leaving one wonderful job for another wonderful opportunity by choice. I have three healthy and vibrant children, and a career that I love. I have friends and neighbors I can depend on. And I also have the realization that this holiday season, everyone is not in my position.I received an email from my friend Johanna. Her friend's little boy Noah, just had to have surgery to remove a tumor which also removed part of his brain that controls right sided movements and speech. Today, as I am thanking God for all the blessings He has p
I don't know about you but I am absolutely OVERWHELMED with all of the goodness in my life. In this horrible economy, God has blessed me. My husband is leaving one wonderful job for another wonderful opportunity by choice. I have three healthy and vibrant children, and a career that I love. I have friends and neighbors I can depend on. And I also have the realization that this holiday season, everyone is not in my position.I received an email from my friend Johanna. Her friend's little boy Noah, just had to have surgery to remove a tumor which also removed part of his brain that controls right sided movements and speech. Today, as I am thanking God for all the blessings He has p
Happy Thanksgiving!
My mother slid the cornbread dressing into the oven as my sister and I chopped vegetables and stirred pots. The turkey was almost done and we could hear the sounds of football and male conversation drifting in from the den as my Grandaddy, brother, husband and uncle attempted to stay out of the way. My petite and very proper, Southern Baptist grandmother was wearing her Sunday best and chatting with us as we prepared our Thanksgiving feast.I took a moment to pause, mentally, and appreciate the beauty of what we were sharing. Three generations of women, gathered around the stove and giving thanks for all the blessing we enjoyed. I became a little teary as I realized that my grand
My mother slid the cornbread dressing into the oven as my sister and I chopped vegetables and stirred pots. The turkey was almost done and we could hear the sounds of football and male conversation drifting in from the den as my Grandaddy, brother, husband and uncle attempted to stay out of the way. My petite and very proper, Southern Baptist grandmother was wearing her Sunday best and chatting with us as we prepared our Thanksgiving feast.I took a moment to pause, mentally, and appreciate the beauty of what we were sharing. Three generations of women, gathered around the stove and giving thanks for all the blessing we enjoyed. I became a little teary as I realized that my grand
Aubrey Said: Smart
Me: Aubrey stop being a smart aleck.Aubrey: But Momma it's good to be smart.My point. Exactly.
Me: Aubrey stop being a smart aleck.Aubrey: But Momma it's good to be smart.My point. Exactly.
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