so, I am a little indecisive...

Okay, so I am a little indecisive. I really would like a new, updated logo. So, I am asking all of you (blurkers included) to please let me know which you like. I think I like the fonts on the last, but the little embellishment is what is up in the air. thanks.

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Is there anything better than a freshly bathed baby??

Jackson is brushing with his "bob squash pear pants" toothbrush. When he first called it this I about fell over laughing so hard. He got really embarrassed and later told me he doesn't talk very well. So sad. If only he could understand that I was laughing because he was so dang cute!! And how in the world did he know who Sponge Bob Square Pants is anyway??

Cute little P. She has been more herself yesterday and today which was so nice. She didn't even cry for the sitter this morning which is a shocker!!


This is so typical P. When she sets her mind to something or decides she doesn't like something there is no stopping her.

Happy and clean. Ohhh...I love my kiddos!


Love that gummy smile....


D is out of town and of course I am staying up way too late. I am a night owl at heart, but he has a way of curbing that thankfully. I let Jackson sleep with me yesterday and when I carried him to my bed and he realized where he was he was so ecstatic. Too bad someone called at 6:45am and woke him up for good! I tried to get him to sleep again, but he kept trying to play with my hair. He has always been my little hair boy. No blankie for him, just a handful of his hair. I am glad D will be back tomorrow. I miss him.

P's Piggies and more...

I love that I can put her hair in piggies now. It is fun and a lot of work to have a little girl!
I love that big gummy grin. Maybe someday she will actually get teeth.

Serious little girl. She is a total mommas girl and it can get a little annoying because she wants me to hold her all the time. This started about three weeks ago and I really hope it doesn't last too long because I can't even set her on the ground without her crying for me.



I only took two of J before he was done. He is such a cute little bugger.

Jackson's little friend marissa. She is a good little model because she sits still. Such a girl, already wanting pics of herself.

Just a few from Jan. that I never posted...

P attacking J

Birthday Party Extravaganza

So I am probably the worst party throwing of all time...nothing coordinates, I let my kid pick everything out no matter how random and I sort of refuse to spend a lot of money on it. The kids had fun though and that is all that counts right?

So here goes a LOT of pictures from the big day.

J and Stockton just chillin' after scooping up pinata goodies.
Unwrapping gifts. I love how all the kids unwrap together and no one thinks a thing about it.
Hitting the Lightning Mcqueen pinata. J told me he wanted a Junior Asparagus party (from vege tales), but he insisted on the Cars pinata. Whatever.
The kids loved jumping on the trampoline. We put ball pit balls and balloons all over it. They had a hayday.

I made the cupcaked in ice cream cones, but none of the kids quite got it. They would decorate, lick the frosting and candy off, bite the cake down as far as they could and leave the cone. I tried to explain, but the words were wasted on three year olds.
And Gwyn realized that she could maximize her sugar calorie ratio by eating straight frosting.
Yummy and colorful.
Doesn't he look like a little birthday grouch in this picture.

The remains of one cupcake...the only party goer that saw my vision with the ice cream cones.
This ones for you, anne. Little Gwynnie
Party gang.
Emma M.
Sarah Jane...too interested in decorating to actually look at the camera, but a smirk none the less.
My party assistant cheesing it up.
Marissa J.
Stockton W.
Brady

J was bouncing off the walls the whole day leading up to his party. He was sooo excited. It made it so fun!
Mason J.

This is from his family party the night of his birthday. This is his Grams that he adores.
Blowing out the candles with lots of help and spit.

and to top it all off...

Jackson came to me and told me that he peed and pooped in the backyard and sure enough...

he is his father's son (not that D poops in the backyard, but he loves camping and nature and has no problem...okay I will stop there. This is going downhill.)

Oh, and as gross as it is, D and I are still laughing about it. What was he thinking?

my kid is driving me crazy so as a survival tactic I decided to blog. Ahhh. It has been one of those you know what-ava day.

Let's just hit on the highlights. We got a hot dog after our Costco run and J kept acting up. I warned him and in order to follow through I finally wrapped his hot dog up and tossed it in the garbage and we left. He wasn't happy about this and I think the people in the refrigerated room could hear his screaming.

Then, I had to run to smiths for some meat (a good sale). He was once again acting up and I had made the genius idea to just carry P so I was really unable to deal with him. We finally made it at the car and I was pretty irritated with him. I told him to go stand by his door and wait for me to put P in her seat. I had her seat facing me and had just laid her in when he started screaming because he had opened the door and knocked himself in the face. Normally I would ignore this until I was done buckling P in, but some lady came running over to him and was so concerned so I walked around the car to pretend that I felt bad for him (I was really just irritated with him some more). I plopped him in his seat and as I do this I see P's car seat tipping almost to vertical position. Yes, she was not buckled in and yes the door was open. You know those moments in life where you realize that there was divine intervention on your behalf?? This was one of them. I seriously have no idea how she did not face plant on the asphalt. I dived across the car and grabbed her, but seriously, I really think someone was keeping her in because she should have been on the ground. I was ready to burst into tears at this point. Still thinking about it I just feel so grateful that nothing happened to her.

So back to J driving me crazy...it is just one of those days. Bedtime will not come soon enough. Oh, and he is outside crying in his timeout chair, again. {sigh}

Week in Review.

I really don't have much energy or desire to do some drawn out synopsis, so here goes the short list.

1. Went to the park a lot. I can sometimes get a nap out of J if I stay long enough and that makes it all worth it.

2. Started painting my soon to be new office--'hawthorne yellow' by Benjamin Moore. I stole the color out of the PB Catalog and already it is proving to be a winner. It is a nice buttery yellow thank heavens. I am always afraid that yellow will turn out to look like the sunshine.

3. Got the garden ready for planting and purchased some of the plants. We are kind of lazy gardeners and we will weed until it gets hot and then the weeds just overrun the garden, so this year we are laying weed tarp on the hole thing and only making holes to plant. My dad and D extended the garden last year so we will have a lot of planting room. Here are some of the crops of choice:tomatoes (all varieties and sizes), cucumbers, zucchini, cantaloupe, jalapenos, herbs of all varieties, red and yellow peppers, yellow squash, and maybe corn towards the end of the summer. We ended a long day of gardening with a bbq of chix and zucchini. The weather was perfect on Saturday and we sat outside and ate.

4. Bought fabric to make a window treatment for my soon to be new office.

5. Got my new camera. I am in {heart}.

6. Went to Weight Watchers. I have but 0.4 pounds left to reach my target weight. Hallelujah. I am feeling pretty hot-haha.

That is all my limited memory can remember. Dang, my life is exciting. Paige has been pretty fussy lately. I think she really wants to crawl and just can't figure it out. She just flops to her stomach and then cries until I sit her back up. It is getting pretty annoying. Good thing she is so cute. I think I tell Jackson a hundred times a day one of the following: "Leave her alone", "stop sticking that in her face.", "don't push her over", "enough", "she is happy, don't bug her", " stop pestering her", or some deviation of that. He is constantly tormenting P these days. He isn't mean about it, but he is always bugging her and making her cry. Ahhhh. Also, he has decided that he doesn't want to wear undies anymore. What? I have to ask him whether his undies are on many times a day, he will lie and tell me they are, and I will tell him he can play with his toys once he gets them on. Then he will finally run and find them and we will put them on. What is his deal. He cracks me up many times a day. The best is when he comes to me and says, "you're beeeeeautiful mama." Don't know where he picked that up, but it does wonders for my esteem.

I am late for my Jane Austen special. Until later.

another Jacksonism...

Jackson was snuggling up to me and stroking my arm while I was eating the other night. He looked up at me oh so lovingly and said,

"You have nice whiskers on your arm, mama."

Okay thanks, I guess.