You're a SAHM...How hard could it be?!

For all you SAHM that don't do anything all day long...this is for you!!  Click the picture to read the entire thing!!  Some people just don't understand...and in some life after this, I hope they have a million kids!!! 

really really long siesta

I love naps! I'm not talking about a twenty minute close your eyes and pop up when your timer goes off naps...I'm talking 2 to 3 hour middle of the day zonk outs! I had one of those naps today. I think my crashing had somewhat to do with my medication (allergies are AWFUL this time of year!) and I give part credit to how hard I've worked lately keeping up with the house:) Yay for me! I didn't even bother fighting with Bubbs and Belle to get them down at the same time. I didn't care if the house was complete mayhem when I woke. All I knew was I was going down and I said a little prayer that my four year old and two year old would take care of themselves.....and they did. Lucky me! Blessing for sure:)

Surely I'm not the only one who does this.....am I?

lost in translation

apparently i am bilingual...or something...can i get a translater?

i say..."please go brush your teeth."
they hear..."please go into the bathroom and make faces at yourself in the mirror for 7 minutes. do NOT, under any circumstances, brush your teeth."

i say..."don't hit your sister."
they hear..."pinch, kick, bite, and pull the hair of your sister. if you really love me, you will do this for me."

i say..."take 3 more bites of your vegetables."
they hear..."i don't like you at all. i have decided to inflict military torture on you for my own amusement."

i say..."aubrey, that shirt looks cute on you."
they hear..."gracie, you don't look cute at all. your shirt must be the ugliest thing i've seen in a decade."

i say..."please unload the dishwasher."
they hear..."i would love to see a full-on tantrum right about now. please throw your body on the floor and hiss with all the energy you possess. i will reward this action by letting you out of chores."

i say..."walk beside me in the parking lot."
they hear..."let's play a rousing game of chicken while we walk from the car to the doors of walmart. i am dying to see that look of disgust on the faces of the drivers."

i say..."goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite!"
they hear..."who wants another drink of water? how many songs do you want me to sing to you? who's hungry? i made cupcakes!"

i knew i should have taken a foreign language in college...

celebrating the transition from communicating in perfect harmony to never being on the same page again...sigh

Saga of Sunny...and the POLICE

It's been several weeks since my incident. So I thought now that I find more humor in the situation I would outline the circumstance of me, a guy in my neighborhood and the police. For your entertainment only...

Individuals who drive fast in my neighborhood take my blood pressure from fine to over the top in seconds flat. I have a bit of a "spirited" side, especially when it comes to defending what I believe is black and white...the safety of children is very clear.

I'm finishing up a walk and headed home. I notice a guy driving like a maniac, not once but twice did he drive past me. The second time...I threw a water bottle in front of his car. He stops, jumps out and we have words. He claims I hit his car with the water bottle. We have words. My father in law just happen to be driving by and the guy leaves the neighborhood. I continue walking home. I stop at my neighbors and chat. The guy turns his car around and comes back after me. He gets out of his car and...we have words...again. My father in law and neighbor get him to leave yet again. I come home, tell Matt and he attempts to hunt down the maniac driver. We decide that I will call the police in the morning. I call the police in the am, talk to Sgt. Martin (no relation) he comes to my house and tells me they will place signs saying "children at play" in the area and then asks if I was the woman who threw the water bottle last night. I said yes.The maniac driver called the police on ME the night before. He sent over another police officer. This police officer was a jerk. I kicked him out of my house and told him to NEVER come back. Next day I meet with Sgt. Martin at the station. He apologizes for the behavior of his officer. Informs me that I am the suspect on the police report and this guy, the one I threw the bottle at is the victim. What? Sgt. Martin sends over another officer the following day. I explain what happened again and this officer was so nice.. because he didn't make me cry. He assured us that maniac driver acted very very suspicious and basically we had nothing to worry about. I was asked to wait to hear anything more and I haven't heard a thing. No news is...in this situation...good news.

Needless to say....my life as a SAHM is always exciting. Although, I do not promote getting yourself in trouble with the law as a means of excitement.

blah blah blah

i feel blah today

not a thing to post

i tried to talk sunny into posting for me

it didn't work

im tired

ive got tons to do

wish i had a freakin' maid

blah blah blah

Compliment or Comparison?

She is an amazing blogger. She is an excellent cook. Did you know that she irons her husbands clothes every morning? She is so good with her kids. I love the way she dresses. She has the most gorgeous home. She always has something nice to say about everyone. She is so funny. The crafts that she makes are unbelievable. She has an amazing body...even after having kids!

I hate she. I know it's a strong word, but I do...I hate she.

I'm Just Not One Of Those Moms

Okay so I am so not one of those Moms that hates for her little one to start school. I have to say that when Easton started kindergarten a couple of years ago I was like really only a half day. I am also thinking at this time really 3 more years till Cannon starts? But I do love them and am excited to hear about the fun times they have at school and are sad that time goes by so fast. When Easton started kindergarten his teacher read us this story. I think it is cute and makes me think am I doing enough as a parent to prepare these little ones to go into the (alot of times) not so nice world. So Enjoy!

Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack who was about to climb his very first beanstalk. He had a fresh haircut and brand-new book bag.
Even though his friends in the neighborhood had climbed this same beanstalk almost every day last year, this was Jack's first day and he was a little nervous. So was his Mother.
Early in the morning she brought him to the foot of the beanstalk. She talked encouragingly to Jack about all the fun he would have that day and how nice his giant would be. She reassured him that she would be back to pick him up at the end of the day. For a moment they stood together, silently holding hands, gazing up at the beanstalk. To Jack it seemed much bigger than it had when his mother had pointed it out on the way to the store last week. His mother thought it looked big, too. She swallowed. Maybe she should have held Jack out a year.
Jack's Mother straightened his shirt one last time, patted his shoulder and smiled down at him. She promised to stay and wave while he stated climbing. Jack didn't say a word.
He walked forward, grabbed a low-growing stem and slowly pulled himself up to the first leaf. He balanced there for a moment and then climbed more eagerly to the second leaf, then to the third and soon he had vanished into a high tangle of leaves and stems with never a backward glance at his Mother.
She stood alone at the bottom of the beanstalk, gazing up at the spot where Jack had disappeared. There was no rustle, no movement, and no sound to indicate that he was anywhere inside.
"Sometimes" she thought, "it's harder to be the one who waves goodbye than it is to be the one who climbs the beanstalk."
She wondered how Jack would do. Would he miss her? How would he behave? Did his giant understand that little boys sometimes acted silly when they felt unsure? She fought down and urge to spring up the stalk after Jack and maybe duck behind a bean to take a peek at how he was doing.
"I'd better not. What if he saw me?" She knew Jack was really old enough to handle this on his own. She reminded herself that after all, this was thought to be and excellent beanstalk and that everyone said his giant was not only kind but had outstanding qualifications.
"It's not so much that I'm worried about him," she thought, rubbing the back of her neck. "It's just that he's growing up and I'm going to miss him."
Jack's Mother turned to leave "Jack's going to have lots of bigger beanstalks to climb in his life" she told herself.
"Today's the day he starts practicing for them.... And today's the day I start practicing something too; cheering him on and waving goodbye."

K-I also found this cute idea on this website http://beeinourbonnet.blogspot.com/2010/08/first-day-survival-kit.html This is so cute and I also like to do fun things for my kids teachers. They have the hardest job and I appreciate all they do for the kids.

Okay I know in a post a few weeks ago I said I was going to not do all the cutsey stuff this year, but this is just so cute I couldn't pass it up.

i was such a good mom before i had kids

before i was a mom...i vowed to let my kids eat anything they wanted. my ideal menus went a little something like this: bowl of ice cream for breakfast, 4 fruit roll-ups for lunch, french fries and twinkies for dinner. with a bag of cheetos spread throughout the day for snacks. yum!

now i know that watching my children enjoy fruits and vegetables and healthy meals brings my mother-heart much satisfaction. and also...ice cream, fruit snacks, fries, twinkies, and cheetos bring my mother-heart satisfaction.

before i was a mom...when i saw kids throwing a fit in public--i judged that mom. yes i did. i knew that only spoiled kids with lazy parents cried in restaurants and grocery stores and the post office line. i was overwhelmed with how many rotten kids were out there in the world!

now when i see/hear a crying child i want to cry with them. i know that missing your nap ruins your day. i know that the post office is not where a kid can be a kid. and i have compassion on that mom...no more judging. 4912 trips to restaurants and walmart that ended in MY tears in the car taught me a thing or two.

before i was a mom...my kids were going to be dressed like a gap ad every time--EVERY TIME--we left the house. no hair out of place, matching shoes and hairbows. we were going to be the head-turning family. i'm not vain, i'm just...okay, maybe i'm vain?

this has soooo not worked out the way i planned! at first, with just 2 and 3, i had much more control. they were young enough that i did all the wardrobe shopping and outfit matching. i felt like my kids were head-turners for sure. but now...it's more like i hope people aren't looking. :) some days all we can do is meet the "no naked at school" requirement...

before i was a mom...i had visions of play-doh spreads and hours in the sandbox. oh what memories i would make with my calm and delightful children as we spent our days squishing in brightly colored goo and building castles fit for a king! 2 things i couldn't wait to have and do with my kids.

what a joke! play-doh has been restricted to the driveway with the sidewalk chalk. and we only owned a sandbox for 3 weeks... after the entire contents of the turtle found it's way into my home (one shoe-full at a time) it took up residence at goodwill. did you buy it? :)

before i was a mom...costume-wearing that lasted for weeks on end and velcro character tennis shoes baffled me.

and they still do.

huh. some things never change...

..a TABOO subject..

Some say I'm an overprotective-uptight-crazy-paranoid mother!!  I would agree with those people...and frankly my dear, I don't give a darn!! 

I think that as mothers it's our JOB and DUTY to teach our children that there are some bad evil terrible not-so-nice people in the world...be it man OR woman...be it family OR "friend"...
Our children HAVE to KNOW that they can come to us as their parents for ANY REASON!!  They HAVE to KNOW that nothing is "taboo" and they can bring ANY subject up!!  If WE as parents, as MOTHERS, talk to them OPENLY, and not sheepishly, we can PROTECT them!!

We HAVE to teach our children to have a VOICE and to SPEAK AGAINST teachers, coaches, friend's parents, cousins, uncles or aunts, ANYONE that would touch them in places that are private!!!  We HAVE to let them feel safe and have a relationship with our children in which they feel protected and heard!! 

Here is a website that should be passed around to EVERYONE!!  With OR without children!!

Sexual Abuse  <----click there!

I had a conversation with my son about this!!  I first prepped myself by making sure I didn't make any "faces" of this being something that was "taboo".  I talked about it with him just like I would talk about his favorite TV show!!  I didn't want him feeling like this was a "weird subject" to talk to his mommy about!!

It was actually easier than I expected.  I think that was because I looked at this as an ESSENTIAL piece of knowledge that he had the RIGHT TO BE AWARE OF!!  He's only 5 years old, how is he supposed to know that rotten people even exist?! 

I got to the point.  PLAIN and SIMPLE!
Here is the gist of our conversation:

Me:  Donnie, I need to talk to you about something very important, okay?  So I need you to open your ears and listen to mommy very carefully!!

Donnie:  Okay mama!

Me:  There are some people in the world that aren't very good.  There are some people in the world that are bad.  Do you understand?

Donnie:  *nods his head up and down*

Me:  Donnie, no one is allowed to touch your pee pee except for a Doctor...or mommy or daddy when they are giving you a bath.  No one is allowed to take your pants off or underwear off except for a Doctor...or mommy or daddy when they are getting you dressed or giving you a bath!

Donnie:  *eyes huge and listening carefully*

Me:  Son, if they say they are your friend and try to touch your pee pee, bummy, or make you touch theirs, they are lying.  They are not your friend.  If they say they need your help you tell them to ask a big person!  Big people DO NOT need help from kids, EVER!  NEVER EVER!!  If they need you to go somewhere with them, you tell them NO!  If they try to give you a toy or present you tell them NO!  Ok, son?

Donnie: Yes ma'am!

Me:  If they say they will kill your family or kill you, you tell them you DON'T CARE and that Heavenly Father is watching them!  Because if they say they will kill me or daddy or sissy, they are lying!!  If they look nice and you have known them for a long time and they say it's a secret, you tell them that you don't EVER keep secrets from your mama!!  Ok?

Donnie:  Ok mama! *very serious/scared face*

Me:  Donnie, don't be scared...be STRONG!  Don't let people hurt you and touch your body!  Your body is a temple and Heavenly Father does not want anyone to touch it in the wrong way!  That's wrong!  Baby, you will NEVER EVER EVER get into trouble if you tell mama!  If they say you will get into trouble and that I will be mad at you, they are LYING!!  PINKY PROMISE mama that you will tell her if anything ever happens!! 
**pinky promise**

After that, I taught him:
- How to SCREAM & YELL if there is someone...ANYONE...not just a 'stranger' trying to touch him...
- How to FIGHT BACK if someone is trying to take him...including:
     - scratching eyes
     - biting
     - kicking in the pee pee
- How to "TURN INTO JELLO" if someone is trying to carry him...( I thought it would make it harder for someone to carry him if he were to do this)

Anyways, I hope that all of you find the strength to talk to your kids about this stuff!!  We can protect our children even when they aren't in our sight!!

"Mommy needs quiet time!"

I'm qouting myself because I say this like everyday. I just want these little people who have invaded my life, albeit by my own choosing, to stop talking and be still for a few minutes. Just a few minutes a day...in the middle of the day. I love my kids, just like every other mother loves her children but for petes sake I lose my sanity at about 3:00pm daily. Bubbie tells me "but MOMMMMM I'm not tired" and Kenny says " Quiet time is sooooo boring" and Belle, of course follows suit. Is it possible at ages 6, 4 and 2 that they understand that my job as their mother isn't to entertain them 24hours a day??!! I mean really.?! You know how before you're a parent you have ALL of the answers to any parenting issue? Then you have your own children and it's like you've lost your ability to come up with a rational solution to these issues. That's how I feel. Slowly my brain has leaked out of my ears and all genius and problem solving skills have been lost. Is it too much to ask for a moment? ......I think I've got it. This is my answer to everything: I need a bigger house. Problem solved. That way I can hide and they won't be able to find me;) See what I mean? Brain totally gone.

Fruit Flies

Have you ever had fruit flies in your kitchen?
“Curious” how to get rid of them?
We seem to get fruit flies about once a year at our house… and I HATE them!
This is what we do to catch them and it works pretty well:

Poor apple cider vinegar into a bowl/dish.
Cover with plastic wrap.
Poke holes in the top.
And the little yuckies fly in because they’re attracted to the vinegar and they get trapped.
They either drown or if they are up along the edge… I smash them!!! he he he.

Something to show for my Tartiness

Last week I did not fulfill my duty to the COASAHM association (this blog). I was out all day at a photo session with another photographer that I desperately needed since I had not been out to shoot in about 9 months.

So, here are some images from that session that I took and my photographer friend, Candy.

 

above - Jacob a senior, Candy's son

  

above - Candy my friend that was in school w/me

 

above - me and my son Endry

  

above - my son Endry, looking so dang cute! :)

I love looking at photos, no matter who the subject is...even if I dont know them. I hope you feel the same way and thus forgive my lazzy....ummm, ness.

PS: check out my project blog...

http://www.aseriesoffive.blogspot.com/

I posted some simple ideas for moms to take more professional looking photos of thier kids.

Rotten Bananas

We have some new neighbors. I've been wanting to introduce myself, but I keep thinking "oh I'll let them get all moved in before I knock on their door". Well they've been here a couple of weeks and I don't think I can use that excuse anymore. So tonight while doing the dishes I looked over at my fruit basket and noticed that my bananas are really really ripe. Last week I made banana bread for the very first time. It was good. So I think to myself "I should really make some more bread with those bananas". Then I thought "Oh I will take some to the new neighbors". Wonderful idea, killing two birds with one stone right? And then I laughed. Isn't it funny that I would use my rotten bananas to make bread and then take it to my neighbors to welcome them into our little community? In return they will think I'm amazing just for bringing them...in reality....nasty bananas. I don't know, just  a thought I had that might get you thinking about the things we do that seem a little off that we never really think about. Funny.

Lessons I've Learned...

As an adult there seems to be more lessons to learn than when you were a child!!  Here are lessons I've learned so far as an adult *for those counting that's only about 8 years now* ::

1- Always leave the house in clean underwear!


2- Smiling through the hard times helps to make it easier!


3- If you decide to be a parent don't second guess yourself, just do it! *or else you'll talk yourself out of it!*


4- True friends love you when you're not feeling your best, when you're not giving your best, and when you're not looking your best!


5- If you decide to get married don't second guess yourself, just do it!  *or else you'll talk yourself out of it!*


6- Continue to eat your fruits and veggies or your 3 year old will call you out on being a hypocrite!


7- Exercise has never been more important!


8- Set alarms for everything / write everything down!!  *or you will forget! refer to #3*


9- Always go to sleep in clean underwear!  *refer to #5*


10- Last but certainly not least...take time for yourself!!  You are important!  You make the world go round!  You are amazing!  Take care of yourself so you can take care of everything else on your list of things to do!  Laugh, Live, and LOVE!! 

Anyways, today I'm loving myself!! I'm remembering why I decided to become and wife and mother...and I'm going to live up to my own expectations...next Tuesday I may be singing to a different tune, so I'm gonna rock out to this one while I can!!!  Happy Tuesday cyberspace!!!!!

Here is one of my favorites!!

Dirty Post

I know we all have dirty little secrets, but I'm coming clean with mine TODAY. I really really really suck at laundry. That's it. That's my secret. Sometimes I say "I'm all caught up with laundry" but it's always a lie...to myself. I mean can we EVER be "caught" up with laundry? The answer: NO. Well at least I never can. I know there are ways I can prevent the pain and agony of this dreadful chore but it just isn't happening.

Here is a list of the dirty little dance the laundry and I have had over the years:
*Laundry once a week
*Wash all dirty laundry, pile clean laundry in a baby hamper until needed
*Place a basket in each room to collect laundry..it doesn't seem like so much build up that way
*Visit the Laundromat....on several several occassions
*Hand the chore over to Matt
*Do laundry every day for a week and feel really great but decide laundry is boring
*Wash dirty, fold clean put in pretty piles only to leave the room and the kids have destroyed the masterpiece

*Hire a housecleaner because I just know that this will help me keep up on ALL my other chores (laundry)

*Wash dirty, fold clean, put in piles and leave them there for days hoping Matt would decide to put them away

*Invite my mother, and really good friends to come stay the weekend with me...and then sucker them into washing, drying, folding and putting away my laundry

*Buy a really really great washer and dryer and just know that the laundry will do itself

Dirty Laundry

Clean Laundry

The washer and dryer that I swore would do laundry all on its own!

Good Intentions

I woke up this morning with the healthiest of intentions.  I made the kids pancakes and then I was going to make myself a groovy green smoothie (fruit, yogurt, and spinach… don’t knock it ‘til you try it), I was so proud of myself.
I add the juice, yogurt, spinach, and frozen fruit…
pressed start…
and the blender (that I bought in April!) starts smoking and making the sound that replicates exactly the sound of a dying pig.
ARE.YOU.KIDDING.ME.
The bottom twisty plastic thingy just grinded off?! Broken.
I swear, In eight years of marriage… we’ve had 8 blenders.  At least 5.  I’ve bought cheap, I’ve bought expensive.  And this time I went solid glass… middle of the road in price range, etc.  We don’t even use a blender that often?!  On average twice a week I’d say.  So frustrating!
BUUUTTTT this time I’m sticking it to “the man”!
This time, I KEPT my receipt AND the box it goes in.  HAHA!!!! (evil laugh)
 
So I’m marching my big booty down to Walmart tomorrow and I’m getting a refund and a new blender and I’m keeping the stupid receipt and box so that I can do this again sometime in the not so distant future.  Blenders are a biyatch.

Oh. 
And as for my good intentions…
I had the most delicious breakfast after I poured the ruined smoothie down the sink. ;)
 

Just A Few Of My Favorite Things

Okay so here are just a few of my favorite things lately. First I found this website that is AWESOME! http://thedahlingdatingdivas.blogspot.com/. It is 12 girls who put great ideas of fun things to do with or for your husband and alot of other stuff to. I just did this idea for my husband and I think he loved it. http://thedahlingdatingdivas.blogspot.com/2010/07/five-senses-gift.html I did a few things different like for the smell one I gave him some of the deodorant and body spray that he wears.

So go on over to their website and you can print everything off. It is so cute! I think we need to remember that we need to do nice things for each other to keep the romance alive (Wink, Wink)

And also, Here is one of my favorite recipes this summer. I have been making it for all of our family get togethers and it is DEVINE. Everyone loves it. Enjoy!!!!

ECLAIR CAKE

1 1/2 cups butter

1 1/2 cups water

1 1/2 cups flour

6 eggs

Melt butter in pan with water. Take off heat gradually add flour. Beat in 1 egg at a time. (Must do this one at a time or it won't work) Pour on lightly sprayed sheet cake pan. Bake at 400 degrees for 25 minutes. Let cool completely.

Filling:

12oz cool whip

2 sm vanilla instant pudding

8oz cream cheese

3 cups and 3 T. milk

Beat 3 T milk with cream cheese until smooth. Set aside. Mix pudding and 3 cups milk together then add to cream cheese. Fold in cool whip. Refrigerate or use immediately. Spread on eclair and drizzle with hershey syrup.

Mmmmmm SO GOOD!!!!!!!

a post about nothing

being that it is wednesday, i know you faithful reader(s) have been waiting anxiously for an amy post, yes?

i've got nothing. zilch. zip. nada.

i mean, i have lots of thoughts swirling in my head...always. but there's not a one that is ready to end up on the screen today.

you know what is mostly swirling in my head? the theme song to "wizards of waverly place". i don't really know what else to say, doesn't selena gomez kind of speak for herself?

we have eaten a whole bottle of salsa today. and a box of popsicles. you will be glad to know, we did not dip our popsicles in the salsa.

yesterday joseph got to spend the morning at dr. allphin's vet clinic. awesome. he witnessed 2 cats and 2 dogs being neutered. he threw up. he was there when they removed the fallopian tubes from a great dane. he still wants to be a vet. awesome again!

as i read over this post it occurs to me that i might still have some ambien in my system. but that's a story for another day.

..the hardest part is letting go..

There were so many different excuses I had for totally forgetting to post last Tuesday, for example:

1)  I forgot my username & password...

2)  I had serious crampage going on due to my favorite monthly visitor and couldn't get out of bed...

3)  I typed up an amazing long blog on being the coolest person ever & it accidentally got deleted...

OR

4)  *deep breath* My little baby boy that I just gave birth to yesterday five year old son started school and I spent most of the day crying and sobbing and crying and sobbing and standing by the phone waiting for the school to call because I knew he wanted his mommy and I had to be ready at any given moment to pick him up and rescue him!!!

*COUGH*

Okay, okay, you caught me!!  That was actually the real reason!!!  I know!!  I know!!  Calm down you big crazy psycho woman!!  But seriously, I thought I was ready for him to start school?!  What happened to the cool collected mother that was mentally ready for her children to venture off into the real world?!  Well, just for the record...there was no such mother here!!  I've been lying to myself for a year now!!  Truth is, I'm NOT ready for him to start school!  I'm NOT ready for others to influence this perfect child I just happen to be the mommy of!  I'm NOT ready for him to fight for himself!  I'm NOT ready for the possibility of his tender feelings getting hurt!!  I'm just NOT NOT NOT ready for him to experience the world!!  It's mean and cold and bitter and evil!!!!!!  As far as I'm concerned, he is still just a baby...MY baby...

I know what some of you are thinking!!  You're thinking it's good for him and that it builds his self esteem and makes him stronger!!  That sooner or later he has to be faced with the reality of life!! 

I agree. 

I really don't think all of those negative things I said earlier...I know that there is so much good and beauty and truth in the world!!  There is so much I want him to know and learn and experience...there is so much I want him to take in and grow from!!  I want him to be eager in knowing about this big universe and place we live!!  I'm so excited for the life that he has ahead of him...I'm so excited for the mistakes that he will be making and learning from to be a better person!!  I'm so excited to watch the man he will grow to be!!

 

After the first week of him in school, I've realized that yes, he is my world...and my world is beautiful...I want the world to see him...and know him...and feel his sweet spirit!!  My kid totally rocks and it would just be selfish to keep him cooped up and not share him with the rest of the world!!  However, I now know exactly how it feels to have my heart physically beat out of my chest from 7:45 in the morning until 2:45 in the afternoon!!!  The days seem like YEARS!!! 

Every morning I tell him, "Remember who you are!" and he replies, "I already know mama!  I'm a child of God!"...I think he's ready for this big bad world, don't you?!

I love watching home videos, but only if they're of my family. They just aren't as fun otherwise. Last night Kenny and I got an old tape out of him rolling over, crawling and walking. He is our first child. As evidenced by the amount of footage we have of him. He was..is so adorable! We both sat there forever just staring and laughing. In the video I noticed how my voice completely changed when I talked to him when he was a baby, as if I just sucked in a helium filled balloon. I think this is something we just do without even thinking about it when it comes to babies. I also noticed how clean my carpets looked, how the paint on my walls still looked fresh, how skinny and young Mateo and I looked. I noticed the mounds of clean laundry piles laying on my couch, the mounds of dirty laundry piles on the floor, the decorations that gave me the thought of "what the heck?, did I really think that looked good on my walls?" It was six years ago...So many things have changed, but just like the laundry piles...so many things are the same.

Our baby Kenny! Who is now 6, but as huge as an 8 year old.

I so didn't want to share this picture...but it just goes to show...I did wear "mommy jeans" at one time...so gross. And the decorations are begging for an interior decorator!

Recovering

I’d take a picture of my nasty surgical incision and post it but I’m afraid I’d chase away all the readers…
so I’ll spare you. 
My brain can’t be curious right now.  It’s in “recover” or “sleep” mode. :)
Ovarian cyst, gone. Endometriosis, removed.
Ah, what we mommas will go through to be mommas…