A Southern Fried Mess

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Life’s smiley face moments….

Have you ever just stopped what it was you were doing at the moment and just smiled;  smiled about the little pleasures of life that are thrown your way?  I do. Here’s some of them……..

— watched the five year old teach the three year old how to play the air guitar on a tennis racket.

–catching the oldest daughter pretending  she’s a beauty queen as she sports my shoes models my cloths.

— when the kids put on a play or some form of American idol/star search production just for us grown-ups ( even if it does last for hours…and hours…and hours).

–having my hubby sneak up on me in the morning and  passionately kiss me, making me feel sexy even though my hair is pointing in ten different directions and I have no makeup on.

— Speaking of makeup….seeing the three year old after she has put on your makeup and realizing it isn’t lipstick that is on her lips, but nail polish.

—getting a hug from one of the kids for no apparent reason.

—watching the dog clean his mate’s face after  she’s done eating and then snuggle with her when she lays down to nap even though he isn’t sleepy.

— becoming breathless by the  wondrous sight of the setting sun after a  bad rain storm.

—  taking a hot shower… where no one enters the bathroom asking for something.

— seeing hubby play patty cake with the girls. He’s actually pretty good at it.

—  ( and my favorite) slaving all day in the kitchen, baking and preparing the evening’s meal and then having my kids tell me it was worth waiting for as they inhale the food and ask for seconds.

What’s your favorite little smiley face moment?


June 26, 2008 - Posted by | family, food, humor, kids, life, Uncategorized | , ,


  1. –a two-year-old donning my high-heeled shoes, with a broom in one hand, and dustpan in the other…(I don’t actually do housework in high-heels!”:)

    –a six-year-old learning to spell new words, sounding them out, and realizing how poorly we all enunciate!

    –a six year-old rockin’ out to worship songs from Pipeline (our church’s children’s service), not knowing all the words, but making them up as he goes along

    –a two-year-old who asks to pray at night, and tries his best to follow along

    I love It! Mine like to sing along with the christian radio station in the car…and mispronounce half the words. 🙂
    My just-turned-three-year-old when told to say her prayers, just says ‘Amen’—nothing else.

    Comment by econmommy | June 26, 2008 | Reply

  2. “watched the five year old teach the three year old how to play the air guitar on a tennis racket.”

    -That sounds so cute!

    It was! They were jamming out to Third Day too! Mark Lee, look out…..

    Comment by adam | June 27, 2008 | Reply

  3. Yesterday I was at the park and there was a little girl about three trying to ride her bike. She couldn’t quite get the pedals going enough and her dad came up from behind and was helping her along. I don’t know if she realized his hand was on her back pushing her or if she even cared b/c she got so excited. Her face was this mix of total concentration on the sidewalk and then would break out in a full face grin at her dad. It was the cutest thing ever.

    I love to watch scenes like this one ( just wish I could catch them all on my camera). It just makes your heart smile and think, “Hey; maybe the world isn’t so bad after all.” Kids grow up so quickly too……..

    Comment by bluesuit12 | June 27, 2008 | Reply

  4. I had a nice one this evening…

    Watching my son (8) take this shy five year old at flag football practice and spend 10 minutes with him making him feel comfortable and that he belonged with us out there. He has done this before, I used to have to look at him and nod my head to get him to help like this…now he just does it on his own. It gives me hope…since he is a knucklehead to us, but great for everyone else. They think my kid is a saint…he makes us look much better than we are.

    My oldest daughter is exactly like your son. At home she’s one type of kid, but when we go out in public she’s totally someone different—-a someone who makes me think that I’m not doing a half bad job at raising my kids. 🙂

    Comment by morethananelectrician | July 2, 2008 | Reply

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