So, I knew when this party ended with pulling my child away from one of the presents that sometime that weekend I would be forced into this.....
And this is what happens when you let the kids dress themselves. There are times where you have to pick your battles. This is not one I was willing to fight.
The hubs, oh the hubs. He is about the
this day. I can't believe he is so big, just look at his sweet little baby profile. Wow, time needs to slow down!!
That would be my two year-old stalking the ice-cream machine and hoping a stranger will give him some. Yes, please insert a stranger danger PSA here. I get it, I get it. I was less than 6 feet away and watching him like a hawk.
Many lunch breaks with these sweeties!
Of course they refuse to participate at the same time.
And then this happened. Well, you see, since I have had kiddos.. I think I am crafty. I am crafty but not necessarily handy. Hence the two holes in my finger. I was putting some super cute fabric on the doors of an entertainment center I recently painted and I failed to properly shoot the staple gun. I pulled the trigger and immediately felt the blood rush from my face. OMG. I just shot my finger.. AND I have small children, some of which are not mine, so I cannot use the words that are completely appropriate for this kind of situation. #(&$*#$#*(#$#!!
And the next day I ran my shin directly into a flower pot at the neighbor's house. What in the world!?!?
We had a little baby shower for one of my favorite little babies. Little Lillian is so precious to all of us! We had some cute decor and some awesome food but other than that I was too busy stuffing my face and hugging on a baby to take pictures. Sorry folks!
And here are some of the funnies of the month. This is for my housewives of Stone Mountain. Great group of ladies I not only call my neighbors but more importantly, my friends.
Forgive the F bomb but this is just too funny to pass up. As a boymom, my life is superheros, ninjas and Legos. This is so, so true.
Yep, totally. 100%.
Hahaha! There are days. Lots of days.
This came home from Dane's school one day. 1) Is this prison? Bread, ketchup and milk for lunch?? 2) Have I told you that my hubs is scared, yes scared, of ketchup?? BAHAHAHAHA!
I feel like the hubs probably needs this on his car.
I need to put this in certain people's mailboxes. Just sayin'
For my brother... Mwah!
And blow in my ear, circa de 1988 Nintendo, as it is a surefire way to fix things.