July 15, 2007
Schmoozer… Me?
So Dawn over at Coming to a Nursery Near You… gave me this award. Since she is my best friend and I met her through blogging, I have to say I’m thrilled. Here’s what the description of the award said…
“As it goes, schmoozing is the natural ability “to converse casually, especially in order to gain an advantage or make a social connection.” Good schmoozers effortlessly weave their way in and out of the blogosphere, leaving friendly trails and smiles, happily making new friends along the way. They don’t limit their visits to only the rich and successful, but spend some time to say hello to new blogs as well. They are the ones who engage others in meaningful conversations, refusing to let it end at a mere hello – all the while fostering a sense of closeness and friendship.”
Isn’t that just sweet?
I pass this award on to these friendly people who welcomed me to the world of Mommy Blogging.
Megan at BadKittyCats. Megan was the first person to say “Nice to meet you!” I really appreciated that.
Holly Schwendiman from Holly’s Corner. She gave me my first cyber hug on this blog. I thought that was very sweet.
That’s it for now, but I’m new to mommy blogging. I’m sure I will meet lots of great people and make lots of friends.
I like to schmooze after all. 
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Oh Yuck!
Beau has to have his food blended in a blender. He never learned to chew when he was a baby. To our delight, he’s learning now! He’s trying all kinds of foods, from pizza to cookies to french fries.
The only trouble is, he eats like a baby. You remember, spitting out as much as they consume? Well, you know what a mess your baby made… imagine this on the scale of a nine year old. Its rather yuck.
Last week I was asleep on the sofa and Beau decided to have some french fries that I had put on the kitchen table for him. Unfortunately he didn’t stay at the kitchen table. He came in the living room to wallow all over me. It wasn’t until I woke up that I realized that I was covered in spit out french fries. GROSS!
That was an I need a shower moment. Share your “I need a shower” moment for this contest bought to you by Karen over at PediaScribe. Its kinda fun to read all the gross stories she has linked. It lets you know that no matter how icky you may have felt… someone else had it worse!
