Wayzata, Minnesota

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Six Word Saturday




It's possible you've already seen this wild and wonderful view into pure motherhood!  So many of my Face Book friends have been posting it all week! I just had to share it here today!

This is a Six Word Saturday post for Cate, at Show My Face, blog!

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McGuffy Ann said...

A picture's worth a thousand words.

Tami said...

My kids are out on their own now. Can you believe I actually miss those days?

Karen S. said...

McGuffy Ann Exactly- and this one tops them all!

Karen S. said...

Tami - oh I totally agree with you!

Anonymous said...

No, I hadn't seen this one!

Brenda Youngerman said...

I hadn't seen this picture but I can totally relate to it!
Those were the good days :) and I miss them too!

Fi @ Inspiration to Dream said...

Hadn't seen it, but nor did I see the photographer snapping a glimpse of my life. Good share

restlessjo said...

Bring on the coffee! Or the vodka!

Karen S. said...

restlessjo - Absolutely!

Karen S. said...

Fi- I sure know what you mean! :)

Anonymous said...

Big families are always chaotic (except the von Trapps)

Jim said...

I like your picture too, Karen!
The only thing better with it would be for her to be smoking a cigarette while watching her soap (day time serial program).

Let's see, the states surrounding 'pure happiness' are New Mexico, Oklahoma, Arkansas, and Louisiana.
I'll return in a bit to your Saturday Centus after I write mine. I liked the pictures there but didn't read it. I've been to a dear friend's funeral today.

Jim said...

The recipe for a poboy is a hoagie bun or sliced large bagguette, ten or so medium size FF'd shrimp, lettuce, sliced tomato, and tartar sauce. Serve them with French fries like my sister had or with hush puppies. She wanted both. Hush puppies are essentially fried cornbread balls.

'Poboy' is a contraction of 'poor boy' which the poorer people of Louisiana (their origin) ate when they could'nt afford a full meal.

Everyone got to liking poboys even here in Texas. Mrs. Jim and I order a poboy or one to split when we want to eat lite or economize a little. I had my first one in New Orleans after I had married Mrs. Jim.

Other places they call them might call them submarine sandwiches or the like.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Ah yes,I remember it well! :)

JosephAlsarraf said...

Yup, that looks like my house growing up.... : )

Jazzbumpa said...

Mom's strength comes from caffeine; the kids' from chocolate cake, or whatever they can find in the cupboard.