Tuesday, June 18, 2013
And just so you know, I haaaaaate editing photos. Even so, I like the finished photo after editing (usually), therefore, I pull on my big girl undies and got to work. (finally)
If you missed the beginning of our beach story, A Rough Start, you can read it here.
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
They celebrated another year of life last month. This is a very cliché saying, but it is true, they really are growing up fast. Especially my twelve year old! The mere thought that I have a twelve year old, stresses my brain out.
I don’t really have any profound words to say about their birthdays, but the simple fact that I made their special day “feel” special is enough for me. Especially since we combined their birthdays on Nathan’s, which happened to be the day before we left for our vacation. It was an extremely hectic day.
I also created the worlds best vanilla cake recipe ever… then I lost it. Better yet, Scout lost it. I call it, Scout’s black hole. (we ate an entire sheet cake in one day b/c it was that good. Over indulgent? Yes. But I assure you it was worth it. )
After I realized that the awesome recipe had been colored on, then disappeared, within 7 seconds, I had to break the news to my husband. After the typical questions, like, why would you leave it laying out like that? were answered, I reassured him that it was all good!
Imagine me tapping the side of my head with my pointing finger convincing my husband, not to worry, because I have it safely stored up here.
Thing is…I did NOT have it safely stored in my mind because the cake, while it looked edible, was the most disgusting thing I think I’ve ever made. It all went into the trash. Don’t ask where it went wrong, because I don’t know. But what I do know, is that I need to retrieve my missing recipe from Scout’s black hole. I MUST!
Luckily they were champs about it and enjoyed a mountain of donuts instead.
Happy Birthday to the special boys in my life. I love you.
Sunday, June 9, 2013
It is one of those days when I’m screaming uncle, early in the morning. It was even bad when I woke up. Everything I try to do right, goes inadvertently wrong. It is a snowball effect. Since everything is (probably) going to go wrong, then I’m just going to wait this day out.
For example, we had a stellar day, yesterday with potty training. There were no accidents and he even did the big number 2 in the pot. Today, he is purposely peeing in the floor because he finds it hilarious. Instead of me fighting this lack of interest in using the potty, (which would result in me on my hands and knees all day, scrubbing spots out of the carpet), instead, I will be slapping a diaper on his bare bottom, and giving potty training a rest for the day. I’m not going to fight it.
All three kids are behaving like this. Everything that I ask my older son to do, he responds by doing it extra s-l-o-w-l-y, // insert my eye twitching // or I catch him playing instead of doing his school work. You get the idea.
Rori. She is in some sort of mood. Screaming mood, to be exact.
SO, my little rant is over. I’m over it. Maybe it’s God’s way of telling me to take it easy, enjoy the day.
Whatever. I do hope that your day is going swimmingly well.
As for this post…it’s totally random, and unedited, which is a true view of how children really DO scramble their mother’s brain.
I've decided to link this post with Erin today.