My Happy, Smiling face when I met Irritable Mother Karen Hossink? Click HERE, scroll down. I'm the skinny one with the goofy smile and long hair. LOL
I second everything she said. :-)
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anita said…
Awww! Great pic, Jessie. She looks like a really nice lady--not irritable in the least. Heh.
Wow, you two sure have straight, white teeth. Did you wear braces, by any chance? I'm going through the last set with my youngest as we speak. My daughter wore them, too.
They inherited the crooked teeth gene from their daddy. Heehee
Oh, Jessica, you are so gracious! Yes, I was tired when I wrote that post, but I was thinking two kids because you talked about two of them in your email yesterday morning. (How are they doing, BTW?) Anyway, I just fixed it - now you are officially creditied with giving birth to the third one, too. *grin* And I was blessed with straight teeth. No braces for me!
LOL Sherrinda, thanks! :-) I've gotta tell you though, that I'm genetically skinny. The gym is actually to give me some muscles. I don't want to lose any weight or I'll look like a scarecrow. LOL!
Hey Karen, Crediting me with a third, huh? LOL! I figured you were pretty tired, plus you meet so many moms I wouldn't expect you to remember my brood. LOL So you didn't have braces? You lucky lady! :-)
Your beautiful! Inside and out. Thanx for letting us sneak a peek.
denise petrovich said…
very nice blog by Karen. She sounds really nice and what a great idea with the balloons. Your picture looked very nice and yes you do have straight, white teeth.lol. Love Mom
My teeth are straight thanks to you, mom! :-) Karen was very nice and the balloon thing was awesome. You know, she said she was going to count to three and we should let go of our full balloons, but do you know that everyone let go on one? Including me. I didn't even mean to. I guess subconsciously I wanted to "let go".
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Wow, you two sure have straight, white teeth. Did you wear braces, by any chance? I'm going through the last set with my youngest as we speak. My daughter wore them, too.
They inherited the crooked teeth gene from their daddy. Heehee
Have a great day!
I did wear braces (thank you mother!)
But... i thought you had 3 kiddos...
Jen
I do have three. :-) I think she forgot or was tired. It was fun, and thanks for saying I deserved the compliments. :-)
That's true. I get so used to profile pics that when I see real people I'm like, whoa. Almost don't recognize them sometimes.
It's def. a blessing. I hope I meet you and Kathryn sometime, just to hear your cajun accents! LOL
You both look great in the picture! Wouldn't it be fun if we could all meet? Ah, maybe someday at a writers conference.
Blessings,
Susan :)
Anyway, I just fixed it - now you are officially creditied with giving birth to the third one, too. *grin*
And I was blessed with straight teeth. No braces for me!
Crediting me with a third, huh? LOL! I figured you were pretty tired, plus you meet so many moms I wouldn't expect you to remember my brood. LOL
So you didn't have braces? You lucky lady! :-)
That is such a sweet, kind thing to say. Thank you. :-)
Karen was very nice and the balloon thing was awesome. You know, she said she was going to count to three and we should let go of our full balloons, but do you know that everyone let go on one? Including me. I didn't even mean to. I guess subconsciously I wanted to "let go".
It's been awhile since I've "seen" you. Thanks for stopping by. :-)