The Danger of Silence

Tonight I was sitting in the living room with my laptop. Elliot was on the floor playing and I watched him crawl down the hallway toward his bedroom. I assumed he had found something to play with until, a few minutes later, Ethan shouted, "Mom! Come in here! Elliot's playing in the bathroom!" I rushed into the bathroom to find Elliot SPLASHING in the YELLOW toilet water. The sleeves of his shirt were wet all the way up to his shoulders. He had dropped his nuk in there and he was having a grand ol' time playing in the water. If it wasn't so disgusting I would have grabbed my camera. As it was, I grabbed my boy instead and threw him in the tub where he could splash a bit more, ahem, safely.

And yes, I have unashamedly stolen "ahem" from MckMama's blog.

Swaddlebee Pics

Well, I still can't seem to figure out how to get my pics off of my new camera and on to this blog (okay, I haven't actually tried yet, but I'm sure I couldn't figure it out even if I did try), but I do have some Swaddlebee pics to share with you! Of course, since both of you are my facebook friends, you've probably already seen them...

It's Been Ahwile

In honor of the next holiday I have changed the template on my blog. It will remain for your viewing pleasure until Valentine's Day. On another note, our home seems to be a cesspool of germs lately. Every one of us has been sick at some point in the last month. It is definitely getting a bit tiresome. And then there's the dog. I have yet to actually bond with this four-legged, poop-on-the-floor, whiny ball of fur. I think once he finally gets, you know, TRAINED it will be better. But as of now, I honestly would feel no sadness if he were to go live with another family. So...any takers? No? Oh well.

If I actually knew how to do it, I would post some pics that I've taken with my new camera. To be honest, they aren't really all that great. I'm still learning how to use the darn thing. I think I may have disappointed my sister yesterday when I took pics of her baby. The lighting was terrible and I just haven't figured out how to work around that yet. I got about 2 really cute pics out of 50. But, I'm excited to get to have lots more practice with it! Well, the fur-ball calls. Better go take him out to "do his duty".

Expanding our Family

Aaron and I have decided that our family is not yet complete. We are finally ready for our last (hopefully our last) member to take up residence in our home. Meet Wylie.




He will be joining our family (and may get a name change) on Sunday, December 28. Shhh, it's a surprise! Don't tell the kids!

Notes from Brenna

I just came upstairs and found two notes taped to the TV (oh my daughter knows her parents all too well).

Note #1:

Look! For: Mom and Dad
Call: 1-800-313-5750
or visit us at
www.DisneyVacation.com/memories
to order your Free
vacation planning DVD!

Note #2:

Look! For:Dad
dad mom said that
we proboly could get a
puppy that I really really
whant want.

Just go to: little...well
just ask mom to show
you this really cute puppy!



Price:0.00 or free!

Say Cheese!

I figured that since it has been quite awhile, it was probably about time I posted a few updated pictures of my little darlings. So, without further ado, here they are.

Oh the apples I picked and washed and cut up and cooked and blended and canned to make applesauce. This was literally an ALL DAY process. Brenna was delighted to wash apples for about 10 minutes.


Of course, Elliot had to see what was going on, too. Mmmm, applesauce!


Getting Ethan to actually give me a non-hammy smile for a picture is about as feasible as me going through an entire day without sugar. Not happening.

Now, who can resist a face like that? We are going to be in big trouble with this kid...

Maya, Maya, Maya. If I had a big following of this blog, I might have a "Name That Photo" contest. Because I don't really even know what to say about this one.

Brenna, my future concert violinist. Assuming, that is, that she can master her arpeggios.

Obviously I don't give my children equal photo opportunities because this is the best I could do for Maya.

Elliot loves his bottle. In fact, right now he is a fan of eating period. Whenever he sees someone chewing or sitting at the table he comes over and squeals until he gets a bite.

Not Me! Monday Round 5

Well it's that time of week again! Over at My Charming Kids, it's time for another round of Not Me! Monday. If you'd like to join in the "Not Me! Monday" fun, click here for the rules.

Just in case you're wondering, I definitely did not, as I was leaning over the bathtub to rinse out my daughters puke bucket, get sprayed in the head with the shower because I would have been smart enough to make sure that the flow was coming from the faucet rather than the shower head.

I did not ever, not even one time, have a headache in the morning because I didn't get my coffee infusion early enough. I am most certainly not addicted to caffiene, so this would never happen to me.

I did not lift my baby over my head only to have him drool on my face.

I did not show up to our church potluck with pizza from Papa John's. Because I am a good little housewife who always cooks amazing meals from scratch.

I did not pick my daughter up from school only to have her tell me that she had broken the zipper on her jacket. This has not happened multiple times with multiple jackets before. I did not then rush to the mall to find her a new jacket. Because zippers can be fixed so it would be silly to buy an entire new coat.

I would never ever spend a ridiculous amount of time on my daughter's Webkinz account playing one of the arcade games. That would be so immature.

I did not throw away all of my cookie cutters over the weekend because I was not at all annoyed that my husband kept making comments about how we needed to clean out the laundry room (which I did) and we needed to organize the drawers and cupboards in the bathroom (which I did not do yet, I spent the majority of the day in the laundry room) and we needed to find a new place to put our cookie cutters because they cluttered the drawer. I did not, after not finding a new home for the cookie cutters, furiously clean the rest of the house to work off my frustration. I am not passive aggressive, I always address issues head on.

And finally, I absolutely positively did not enter the kitchen to find that my 10 month old son had opened the pantry and pulled out the recycling (which was not strewn all over the floor). And he was certainly not playing with a can with a very sharp lid. Because that would be just plain irresponsible and dangerous.