I'm Erin Jo. I'm thinking, writing, dreaming, mothering, loving, living, praising, BLESSED to be Fiona to my Shrek and Mommy to my four amazing kiddos.



Shrek is "like an onion with many layers" but has a heart of gold. He's my husband and my friend, and we just get better all the time.



Lily is my first baby and only girl. She's smart, funny, tall and kind. Keeping up with this girl is a challenge and a joy. She's terrific!



Max is one part ogre, two parts lover and all boy! Our little man has a temper but gives the best hugs of anyone I know!



Colby is as ornery as he looks. He flirts shamelessly, even with strangers. He's all mouth and curls and the loudest by far.



Luke is the baby of the family, but holds his own. He's happy and adorable. And he's a terrible sleeper. =)

Tick Tock on the Clock

The Roberts Four, take two

The Roberts Four, take four...

I am fully aware that this post’s title is lyrics to a popular pop song by Ke$ha or some such singer. Lily loves that song. I took a look at it on YouTube once, and vetoed it immediately. Call me a prude. Go ahead.

But it’s been in my head for a couple of days. Tick tock on the clock. Time’s a ticking. I’ve been living well. There have been late nights, tight hugs, campfires, tears. It’s been a time. A season. Life.

I’ve spent time with friends, time with family. I’ve forgiven my husband, even when he wasn’t smart enough to ask for it. Because tick tock on the clock. Time’s ticking.

Together we’ve been separate and then together again. We’ve been pressed into flexing our teamwork muscles. Stomach virus, round three. No joke. Two babes in diapers, overnight. You don’t want to know the messes we’ve seen.

There’s been sunshine. And rain. Oh, great. Now I’m Rob Base. (My first concert. Again, not kidding.) But, for real, it’s been a week of God telling us all is well and then weeping angrily at odd moments. And that’s how I’ve been too. Only not angry. But, yes, maybe a bit angry.

But life is good. The tick tock on the clock reminds us all that we need to take the time to do the things we really need to do. This past week, that meant doing hard things, because we can and we have to. And this morning, that meant washing Luke’s hair three times with three different shampoos to conquer that smell.

And tomorrow? That tick tock propels me toward girlfriends and time well spent. Because I’ve got a vacation day, a sitter, a plan.

And it’s all good. Because the clock is ticking, and I’m doing what matters, when it matters most.

… please enjoy the photos …

A birthday girl and her birthday dog! Happy birthday, sweetie!

This is how lunch is done!

As my brother would say, it's a mowhack....

My oldest, my youngest. Tick tock...

All for now. Go mind your clocks! And come back soon!

3 Responses

  1. Patti Miller says:

    Time definitely doesn’t stand still; seems the older we get the faster it goes. Unbelieveable, where does it go?. We have to remember, we can’t get it back and to make it count. Tick-Tock!!

  2. Kim Cooper says:

    Absolutely nailed it! Time is flying and I am trying to slow it any chance I get! Great pics of the birthday girl! (And dog and cousins, too!). Love you!

  3. Jessica Yost says:

    Beautiful babes in all of your pics! Time is passing us by. Have not been able to get little Ava out of my mind. So glad the community is embracing her family. She touched so many lives! Hope to catch up with you soon! Love ya!

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