And the M.O.T.Y. goes to.....

So as the year is coming to an end and some of you are worried about Christmas, family, taxes, whatever...
Hooper and I find ourselves a little more concerned with our Mother of the Year status. 
Have we scarred our children for life? Will Hooper's kids ever get over the fact that she grocery shopped with a Nilla wafer stuck to the side of her head only to be told by the check out lady after an hour in the store? 
Will Lindley forgive me for mixing up the time and walking in to her class play as all the pretty, put together mommies are filing out because it's over? (that one sounds bad)

Do not be so quick to judge because when you are filling out the M.O.T.Y. nomination ballots, be sure to check the box that says...

TOOK OUR KIDS TO A JUSTIN BIEBER CONCERT (oh yeah...
cookie in hair and all, we just won  M.O.T.Y!)

So as a surprise Hooper and I  picked our girls up from school early, threw them into Hoop's minivan and drove 3 hours to see Justin in the flesh. (It's official...he's adorable)

We had bags packed with skinny jeans and boots (and our skinny jeans for our not so skinny bodies).... 

 All the single ladies put your hands up! 

Single, though she stills sucks her thumb.... 

A little Sean Kingston to open the evening.... And yes he WAS fly like a G6 ...

And just when you didn't think the show could get any better...Justin Bieber climbed into a huge metal heart and traveled around the arena above our heads. You could feel the vibration of 20,000 pounding hearts and Hooper who almost passed out from Bieber fever!

Graham had a blast!

Molly had a blast! (after I found her some earplugs!)

Lindley had a blast (in her own reserved way!)

And Hooper and I had a blast watching our girlies! So back off sista, Mother of the Year is ours. We deserve it. We survived high pitched pre-teen screams, lip gloss headaches and the realization that we're old. Hooper even referred to the DJ's turn table as a "mix master". Isn't a mix master what you use to whip up a cake? Rock on Betty Crocker!

So, no need to wonder who the winners will be this year, 
it's in the bag.
May your trophy case be filled with a lifetime of M.O.T.Y awards.

Bye, bye Birdie, 
~A&H

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Write by: AN - Friday, December 17, 2010