monday january 26 2009

i'm gonna bring it to you real tonight.

i am only on here because i told myself i would do this.

today has been a whew. and if you don't know what that means, it means that you literally say, "WHEW" when you think about the day.

long story short, goo has been lethargic.

thanks for stopping by.

ok, you know me. i can't stop at that.

we took big to school. where i found out that i will be helping with valentine's parties for BOTH kids. on the same day. sometimes i amaze myself with my own intelligence.

we came home, and she did not want to play. just wanted to lay on the couch. on the days that big h is in school, i do my very best to limit her television viewing to one 30-minute show right before nap time. but she was dragging.

and i'll be honest -- it was cold and rainy outside, and i wanted to be with her with a nice hot cup of java. java for me, by the way. it's a little too early for her.

i put her down for her nap, and she OUT. i had to wake her to go get big h. never fun. we got him, and some of his friends wanted us to come play at chick-fil-a. also, the mom (who is one of my buddies) wanted to talk to me about several things. so chick-fil-a we went. and had a great time.

but we got home, and she got on the couch and NEVER. MOVED. and the tv wasn't even on. big h just played by himself while i did the dishes and picked up a little. and she remained on the couch the rest of the afternoon. she ate a couple of bites of chicken and maybe one green bean (which are her favorite), and some corn on the cob. bless her heart. so buz started the bath at about 615, which is early for us. gave her a bath. watched one story time theater, and i put her bed. it's now 715, and she has been ASLEEP for about thirty minutes. no fever, but i gave her a motrin just in case.

bless her heart.

and i'm thinking big h's school will be canceled tomorrow. they have talked non-stop today about possibility of ice. i'd be ok with a day at home with my peeps.

sunday january 25 2009

so let me just get this out of the way, right from the start.


we didn't go to church today.


there. it's over. that wasn't so bad.


last night, we got home, hung out with my dad for a little bit and heard the play-by-play rundown of his evening with my kiddos.


let me state for the record, my dad is one cool cat. he has babysat my kids ONCE by himself. he has never fed them, BATHED them, dressed them, and put them to bed by himself. and the guy rocked it.


we came in and talked to him. his first comment was, "goo is just funny. she says no a lot."


amen, brother.


he said goo didn't eat much dinner, but she ate fruit and sat at the table. big h cleaned his blue plate. then, they just played together. and my dad decided to maybe watch something with them. so naturally, he turned on one of the old pink panther cartoons.


what i would've given to see the looks on my kids' faces when this happened.


"um, papa? dora? diego? super why? something? who is this? and why does it look so old? poor papa, he doesn't know how to do it."


but they got ready for the bath, and goo got in the bath.


moment of silence. awe and reverence for my dad.


my dad happens to be a bit OCD when it comes to hygiene. and that's putting it gently. :) he got big h clean but was surprised that goo said no every time he tried to clean any part of her.


yeah, welcome to my world, dad.


got jammies on, and they were good to go.


and i have to put this on here only because i literally love my dad to death.


he put goo's diaper on backwards. buz and i realized it this morning and got the biggest kick out of it. guess it's been a while. 30+ years?


anyway, read them stories. put goo down. and he was really surprised at how much she was crying. until he walked out into the living room. and saw muh.


again, what was going through goo's head when that happened?


"papa. you know me, right? you know my best friend is muh? and i don't go anywhere without her? but to sleep? that's just a no-brainer."


and he said with a smile, "i was amazed how quickly she stopped crying once i gave muh to her."


God love him.


then, big h had had a great day, so we said he could play lego batman. (we only have it two more days, so he's trying to get it in every chance he can.)


and the brief synopsis from their experience together? big h told my dad, "papa, you're not real good at lego batman."


my dad wholeheartedly agreed.


and then, we came home. my dad said he loved every minute.


i'm praying he wasn't lying through his teeth.


anyway, back to today. we go to church at 9. and it's about thirty minutes away. we've gotten it down to quite the system. we leave at 815, stop at starbucks for mini vanilla scones (or as big h calls them, vanilla cake), and head to church. drop off goo at her class first, head upstairs and drop off big h, and then buz and i sit in the lobby for about ten minutes and relax for a minute.


but to get them dressed and ready (more like get GOO dressed and ready), we realistically need them to be up by at least 745. normally, no problem. today, she wasn't awake and was showing no signs of waking anytime soon. so buz let me sleep in until 8, and then we all relaxed today.


big h and i went to einsteins to get bagels. this place has so much sentimental value to me. buz and i used to eat there once a week when we were dating and working at the same place. and when he started working somewhere else when we got married, i started bringing einsteins bagels for my accountability partner once a week. i get such warm fuzzies when i walk in there. not to mention, when i think of their everything bagel toasted with jalapeno salsa cream cheese, i literally start salivating. see? i'm doing it right now.


big h wore his jammies and slippers to the bagel shop. which brought me the biggest smile. honestly, i wish that was my picture of the day. oh well.


we came home, ate bagels, drank coffee, and played together while listening to music. it was awesome.


and then, we decided to count all of big h's lego guys. (and as a note: we got sidetracked when lining them up and never did count them. ADD on mom and dad's part.)


and i'll be honest, once we got started on this project, it was SO more for buz and me than for big h. in fact, he ended up pouting because he wanted to, you know, actually PLAY with his toys.


we're such drags.







and you know what's amazing about this? he plays with all of them. thank you, lego corporation, for inventing something so amazing. he LOVES them. his favorites are any of the batman-related characters and the indiana jones characters. never mind he's never seen anything about batman or indiana jones, other than toys. and he says that indiana jones is an adventure superhero because he wears a sidebag. so the indiana jones around our house is more of a messenger, apparently.


and goo all this time?

was making sure we were all being well taken care of. of course, i made a comment about how she was like our pediatrician. and she INSISTED she was not him. she was goo!

ahh...the life of a two-year-old.

we had some lunch and got ready for naps. naps for goo and me. no idea what buz did, and you can probably guess what big h did. it begins with bat and ends in man.

the kid LIVES superheroes.

everyone woke up, and we headed to target. just to get a couple of things. and we made it out of the toy section with no crying.

let's give Jesus a big hand clap and some hallelujahs.

came home and had breakfast for dinner. where our delicate daughter proceeded to polish off four patties of sausage. nice.

i put her to bed, buz and big h had a special time as usual this evening, and then it was time for big h to hit the hay.

about twenty minutes later, we heard him crying. he was still awake, and buz went in there.

he comes into our room and buz asks him to tell me why he's sad.

"mama, i'm sad because i'm going to miss you and daddy when i have a wife and have to live with her and not with you guys."

seriously...where does he get this stuff?

this is the same guy whose favorite song is brick house by the commodores.

shaking my head.

we have a pretty low-key week planned, which is nice. but remember my friend casey? she's coming into town this week, and i get to see her and her little SIX-MONTH-OLD. hello? six months ago? are you kidding me?

and that's about it.

kelly, i've said this before, but thank you for encouraging me to do this. i'm loving knowing that next year, i'll be able to read about and look at what my little family's been up to.

best part of my day? going to einsteins with big h. he is so much fun. and i LOVE his comments. "mama, it is taking FOREVERRRRRRRRRR to make your coffee and daddy's coffee." not to mention how cute he looks in his little jammies and slippers.

and one more thing. someone tell me how to figure out to stop cursing at blogger in my head and in my sleep. what is UP with all of this spacing nonsense? it has my OCD issues going out of control.

saturday january 24 2009

so, i love saturdays. i get to wake up a little later than usual. like 730 or so. not to mention the fact that buz gets up with big h and plays with him in the morning. buz brings goo into our room, and she and i watch a show together in our bed. and oh my, she is one heck of a cuddler.

today, i'm not going to lie. we didn't get out of our jammies until maybe lunchtime. we played and played and played. and then, when goo took her nap, we all relaxed. buz napped on the couch, and i napped on the flour. and i got to lay next to big h while he played then lego batman that we rented. everyone got up, and buz and i got ready for our hot date. my cute dad came over, and my kiddos were elated. we headed out the door, grabbed some dinner, and went to see a freaking hilarious comedian. seriously, he was so funny. buz and i had a great night being together. my kids had a great time with my dad. and once we got home, buz and i got to watch our tivo'd thursday night shows. perfect day, in my opinion.

and just to be clear: i never say i was going to take a picture of my kids everyday. just take a picture everyday. so i give you buz and me, once we got home. ms. wiz...check out my boots. and can i just point out how insanely HOT my man is? um, because wow...va va va voom. don't think i wasn't the envy of everyone there. (oh, and yes. buz wore shoes, i promise.)

friday january 23 2009

fridays. i'll be honest. they are tough in the mornings.

don't laugh when you read this. because i have no doubt your morning is just as rough, if not worse.

we get up.

let's just stop there. goo is a FANTASTIC sleeper. she normally sleeps until 8 in the morning. i know. we're blessed.

she wakes up like i do. slow and groggy and likes her covers. big h, however, springs out of bed like a kangaroo. just like his daddy. chatty kathy. wants to talk about everything. wants to rip the covers off of you and order you to the kitchen to make him some breakfast.

this little guy is one chipper kiddo early in the morning.

just making note of the differences between kids.

anyhoo...making sure big h is up and awake? no problem. goo? different story.

must shower before i go get her. basically, i get them up and dressed, lunches packed, shoes on and tied, bow or some form of accessory into goo's hair, and goo's school bag restocked with fresh diapers for the day. now, before some of you go and knock the whole "hair accessory thing." let me share with you. i'll be honest, i didn't think i would be a mom who would put bows in her daughter's hair. but alas, i am. and i love it. we still haven't gotten a good way to do so. she always looks a bit 80s with her "high side pony" and all. but barrettes don't stay in very well or for very long.

all this to say...getting something in her hair to keep her hair out of her face is crucial. seriously.

and we have to do all of this and get into the car 45 minutes before school starts. because as you might remember, friday is Donut Friday. we head to the donut place, get our donuts, eat them in the car on the way, and head to school. and we have to leave 45 minutes before to make sure we get there on time.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

now that i'm trying to post a picture a day, why are my posts all of the sudden so detailed and frankly quite boring? i'm snoozing just writing. sorry. it's way more exciting in my head, if that's any consolation.

anyway, we did it. this morning, everything was clock work. clothes on, hair brushed, shoes on, lunches packed, library books packed for return, bag restocked with diapers.

and we were happy.

which is really the icing on the cake.

donuts? done. successful drop off for the goo? done. always successful drop off for big h? done.

and now it was time for me to go hang out with one of my buddies.

i have to say...we did a little less chatting and a lot more practicing and learning. but this girl is way fun. heather, i had such an awesome day. can't wait to hang out again soon.

and then, i picked up my little people. and we headed home. big h didn't feel so well, so all three curled up on the couch and watched a movie together until buz came home.

and then we headed out for dinner. which was delicious. goo and big h got pizza, but goo ended up eating my greek pasta. (my mom would love to know that. because apparently, i did that too when i was little.)

then, we headed outside to play on the playground. they both had such an awesome time.

we came home and played for a little while before bath time. buz and i were talking to each other when big h came in saying, "um, i don't want to taddle, but you should probably come in big room and look at your daughter."

for the record, i love when he refers to her as our daughter.

and we arrived on the scene where a certain two-and-a-half-year-old had colored ALL OVER HERSELF with marker.

i got a picture with my point and shoot, but the battery died right after. so you'll see those pictures later.

oh my.

bath time, jammies, stories, and bedtime. and it's friday, so we have daddy all to ourselves for the weekend. not to mention that my dad is coming over tomorrow night to babysit, and buz and i are having a date. yipee.

BPMD? when we were reading stories right before bedtime, goo took the goodnight moon book out of my hands and said she wanted to read it.

um, ok. you barely talk. but sure. go ahead.

and in her sweet little 'marilyn monroe's happy birthday, mr. president' voice, she read the whole book. pointing at each picture, saying, "no night yittle mouse. squeak squeak. no night uh house. no night comb. no night bush. no night bowl mush."

i won't lie. i cried right there on the floor of big h's room.

my little girl is getting big.

buz took the pictures tonight while i was inside getting our after dinner snacks.







goo and her no fear. greek pasta with tomatoes, cucumbers, olives.

loving it. i know this is a family-friendly blog. so i apologize for my undergarment showing. i'm so racy.

i don't even know what to say. other than the fact that he makes this face often. scary.

deer in headlights?

thursday

i'm getting this done so that tonight i can snuggle with buz and watch thursday night tv. i heart thursday night so much. almost the weekend. fun shows. fun time just my spouse and me.

today was a great day. took big h to school. that kid gets so pumped every morning to go to school. he LOVES it. loves learning. loves structure. loves adults. loves his little friends. and i'll be honest (because i am his mama), LOVES when goo and i pick him up. i won't lie -- it always sucks waking goo up EVERY TIME from her nap. but in her nap-induced stupor, she always says when we're getting in the car, "go get big h?" while introducing me to muh (pink blanket). seriously, i've been introduced to muh so many times, i lost count about a year ago. but you know you're in when she introduces you to muh.

we came home and played. and colored. and finally cuddled while watching her "before nap" show.

in an effort to make me more hip, my rad mother-in-law purchased some of these for me. i know. i'm a running shoe/keen kind of gal. but she saw them on someone in beverly hills and decided i needed to have some. and goo too. but goo in her two-and-a-half-ness got the less expensive version.

so i pranced around the house in them and felt very sassy. even though it was EIGHTY-TWO degrees here today.

(big sigh)

so goo went night night and i piddled around the house, getting nothing accomplished. something i thoroughly enjoy.

we headed to get big h, and due to the current temperature, we went straight to sonic for happy hour and then to the park.

great day. now we're about to make animals and logs out of toothpicks and nibs.

good times.

instead of saying the best part of my day, i'm sharing something i'm thankful for.

my in-laws.

now before you go spitting out your drink...

i know some aren't fortunate to have a fun relationship with their in-laws. and that makes me sad. but my mother-in-law truly adores me. and i'm only saying that because she tells me all. the. time. she is generous with my children. she is generous with me. i talk to her almost everyday, and i wouldn't have it any other way. after she bought me my boots and i told her how awesome they were, she ordered a pair for herself. she's cute like that. and my father-in-law? for his birthday this summer, we got him a gift certificate to REI, and he bought (under duress) a pair of keens. he is the hippest guy around. he is WAY witty, and the banter between the two of us rocks the house.

oh, and they created a rad son. my man. and i couldn't be more thankful about that.

2009 might be a tough year for picture-a-day for my kids. it's only january, and this is how they're feeling about having a camera in their face.

in the spirit of change...

i deleted my blogroll to the right.


oops.


just needed something different.


guess i got just that.

just what i needed

so, today kiddos were in school. dropped them off and headed down to see an old friend. wait, a former friend. no, that doesn't work.

a friend i haven't seen in a LONG TIME. there. that's better.

and whoa, it was SO what my little heart and soul needed. i had no agenda all day. so we sipped on some delicious coffee and talked. a lot.

oh, and we loved on her UNBELIEVABLY HAPPY five-month-old.

meet delicious little davy.

yummy, huh?

picked up my kiddos and played outside for a while. came home to find daddy already home. i don't know who was more excited -- kiddos or me. :)

played and played. dinner. bath. bed.

goo is nighty night. and big h and buz are playing some lego batman together. mmm...good times.

don't mind the WAY DARK photos. taken in big h's dungeon of a room at night. just his lamp on. and i have no flash on my camera.

goo pretending big h's lego is a rice krispy treat. no idea.

nightly/daily photo of big h. i will have PLENTY of these in 2009. trust me.

oh friend. i SO hope i can keep this up the entire year. i don't want to be debbie downer and already think that i may not be able to do it.

but i am having so much fun. all of the sudden, this "pressure" to capture their every day. has caused me to see things from different points of view. :) thanks for the suggestion.

goo and i played in her room today with her little people and princesses and crayons. seems belle and cinderella had a pretty exclusive lunch date today. see the princesses in the background? just hoping they would be asked to join? and mulan? she's pretty bold trying to get in on the action.

and they are so cliquish that they put jesse out in the food for the animals. snobs.

such a delicate eater.

goo too.

big h lovin' some ball time with goo.

we do this to her hair every time it gets washed. and she's so over it at this point. but it NEVER gets old for me. seriously? hilarious, right?

BPMD? when i put goo on the potty after bath tonight (which is rare but shouldn't be), and she said in her little inflection, "uh yes, i go tee tee on uh potty." seriously. if there was ONE picture i wish i could've caught...that one would've been it. her face LIT up. thinking maybe next week we'll buy panties. if i can muster enough courage to say 'panties' on a frequent basis. i am so used to undies and skivvies. panties just doesn't flow off the tongue quite as easily.

january 19 2009

big h didn't have school today. originally, i was going to try to call someone who we don't get to see because of school schedules. but honestly, i was lazy. i decided that we would sleep in (giggling at myself right now) and relax this morning and then just play together today.

the sleeping in didn't happen. but it doesn't normally. i just like to say it to make myself giggle. big h came and got in bed with me and we talked legos (instead of watching imagination movers, praise the Lord). it was so fun. he adores the "Lego magazines" that come in the mail. granted, it gets him a bit "i want, i want" but i love listening to him tell me about everything on every page.

about 7, goo woke up and big h wanted her to come in my room and get under the covers too and watch a show together. so we went in and got her and we all snuggled for about thirty minutes. then, we had breakfast and just played for what seemed like forever. i got some laundry done.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzz

are you still with me?

anyway, we decided that we would get out of the house (i don't do so well being at home all day), head out to a park, play, and then grab lunch. we realized it was a little colder than we had expected, and i didn't bring the right clothes. so we decided we would head to a mcdonalds with an indoor playground and eat lunch there. seems like everyone else in town had the same idea. we went to three mcdonalds without a single parking spot. so we finally decided that maybe this was a gift from God that we didn't actually enter an indoor play area. :) we decided we would get our meal to go and head back home for lunch and naps.

except...

goo fell asleep in the car, and she does not do the lift and lay. please tell me you're not new to the lift and lay. if so, it's where you lift your sleeping child out of the car and lay them somewhere (preferably their crib/bed) still asleep. goo used to be successful with this, and big h ALWAYS was.

no such luck today. so goo and i laid together on the couch for about thirty minutes. just quiet. it was so nice. but i knew. i knew she wouldn't go down.

finally, i got her up and let her play computer games with big h while i took a shower.

and then, because i'm the most fun mom around, we cleaned the rest of the day. it was actually really fun. we vacuumed, cleaned up toys, cleaned out bins in the kitchens, folded clean clothes, washed dirty ones.

anyway, then daddy came home and we had dinner and did baths and put everyone to bed. and now buz is watching 24 while i'm dorking out on the computer. then, we're off to watch the bachelor. because we love us some bachelor.

best part of my day (BPMD): cuddling with big h this morning with his iceberg toes and resting with the goo with the entire house quiet.

big h is at such an awesome age. he obeys. and when he doesn't, he is really sorry for not doing so. he has a HUGE imagination, and i LOVE hearing him play. mostly with legos. and the love he has for goo is indescribable. and the feeling is mutual. and the comments he makes towards her? oh. my. heavens. melts my heart. "goo, you're doing a great job cleaning up. i'm going to go tell mama what a great job you're doing. goo, you sure are cute." oh, and goo replies with "yeah, ah tyoot." (read: yes, i'm cute. she's humble.)


goo thinking that a microphone is a telescope. she's saying, "argh, matey. ahoy."


big h tinkering with said microphone to get it to work. no such luck.


i don't know even know what to say. the girl loves her some accessories.



goo's typical look when she glances your way. she's not real generous with her smiles. you have to work for them.


goo doing some coloring. luckily, this was before she found the markers.


big h hard at work. he does NOT mess around when it comes to coloring super heroes.

to a new beginning

so i stumbled upon a blog several months ago. and lurked.

oh please, like all of you don't do it too.

anyway, i loved that this girl a) took pictures of her breathtaking daughter and b) spoke so highly of all of her family, including her husband.

and one day, i noticed that in one of the pictures her daughter had on some shoes that i had been looking for for goo. so because i'm shy and reserved, i emailed her and asked her what they were.
and she emailed me back.

fast forward to last thursday night when my friend weentrab texted me asking me to go to a kickboxing class. (seriously. stop laughing.)

i felt bad for her because for some reason i got the impression she didn't have anyone to go with. so i asked buz, and he was all for it. funny enough, it was down by my old house.

anyway, i went. and apparently, i didn't get the memo that you wear long pants and some form of dark top to kickbox.

and so aside from being the newbie, i also stood out a *tad* due to my bright yellow t-shirt and baby blue basketball shorts.

good times. always fun to draw attention to myself.

anyway, when i called weentrab to let her know that i was there and was peeking inside the window and was scared that everyone in there was bowing to their sensei, i found myself nervous and anxious. and she said, "we'll be right there."

that "we'll" made it clear to me that weentrab was not, in fact, coming alone. sweet. this meant i had an out.

nope. i wanted to stay. and so i did. and weentrab introduced me to all THREE of her other friends. one of whom i had heard about, one whom i had met before (who i thought was way fun), and one whom i had never met. when she introduced me to the girl i had never met, i realized it was the girl i had emailed about the girls' shoes.

small. freaking. world.

and again, in an effort to constantly bring attention to myself, i said, "oh! nice to meet you. i sent you an email about your daughter's shoes one time."

remember that part in dirty dancing where baby says, "i carried a watermelon" when she meets patrick swayze? great. now you know how i felt when i met her.




anyway, we have since exchanged emails, and i could just eat her up. and she is on a quest to put a picture of her children on her blog everyday as well as something she's thankful for everyday.


and i am inspired and encouraged to do the same.


but since i didn't decide to do that until this evening, yesterday's pictures will have to do.


as for something i'm thankful for, buz and i started doing this several years ago. my mentor in grad school gave me the suggestion to (as we're going to sleep at night) tell each other the best part of our day and one thing we want to pray for. we've been doing this since well before goo was born. and wow...talk about how to end the day great. some days, the best part of my day seems small but is always big in my eyes. and some days, they are big things.


today? best part of my day (or BPMD) was when we were all ready for church and getting ready to walk out the door. goo had put her princess dress on over her church clothes. sunday is one day that i feel that it's important to look our best. i was not about to let her wear that to church. i said, "goo. we're ready to go. can you take your dress off yourself or do you want mama to do it?"


she took it off and then went and told buz, "i did it ah-self!"


huge milestone.


as for the pictures, we had a wonderful day yesterday. buz and big h got donuts and went to home depot. goo and i slept in. we had a great morning just getting little things done. we went outside in the afternoon and had a ball.

normally, i'm not a "whack out your images" kind of gal. but i was playing with my computer and liked this one of big h. clearly, it's not a vintage photo, but for some reason i loved it.





in this one, goo just kept throwing leaves and saying, "i yub ball." (read: i love fall.)



don't you just want to eat him up? no idea why he's so pale.

and goo getting to bounce with buz.

(and for the love of all that's good...why are my posts spaced all weird? ugh, that kills the OCD in me.)

sweet kennedy

kathy, one of my good buddies from back home, just had a baby about a month ago. i've known "kathy" for so long. and we've decided that we have no idea how/when we met. we're just glad we did. we never lived in the same city. but our hometown was the same, so we'd get together when we were both home. then, after grad school, i lived with my parents when i was looking for a job. and kathy and i reconnected. it was wonderful. we spent so much quality time together.

then, we both moved to dallas. but hardly ever saw each other. she was busy with her job and friends. and i was busy with my job and falling head over heels in love with buz.

about six years ago, kathy told me she was seeing someone. they have an amazing story.

they got married. and began trying to have a baby. after several years, they were finally pregnant and overjoyed with God's miracles.

and about five weeks ago, big h and i got to go to the hospital and meet this little punkin'. and oh my. she is a punkin. beautiful. and very, very loved.

so i went to their house about two weeks ago and loved on sweet kennedy, hung out with kathy and mark, stepped in dog doo, and hopefully captured a little bit of their life right now.

kathy and mark, hope you enjoy your little sneak peak. i had such a ball. she is beautiful.




seriously...can you get enough of this chair? i love it.

punkin' herself. just getting an early january tan. hey, it's texas.

mama gettin' some lovin'.

wanna hear a mama bear roar?

then bite the crud out of her baby cub(ette)'s finger at the mall play area.


um, yeah. again, i promise i don't believe in the whole "jinxing myself" thing. but seriously. no sooner had i picked up my little people...


i picked up big h first. always fun. he gives great hugs. we then went across the hall to pick up goose. she was excited. big hugs. and then i went to grab her vinyl mat and sleeping mat. and she started whining. no idea. thought nothing of it. started getting the rest of her things (including the kitchen sink) ready and one of the teachers informed me that "our friend" (meaning goo) had displayed some "temper behavior."


and so it has happened. the first time in the history of the wisner kids that i have had what i call a negative teacher report. bummer. she said they talked to her several times about using her words and being sweet to her friends.


oh. my. word.


one of a mom's worst fears.


then, she would not let me put her down. not to get her bag or mat or other mat. not to get big h's bag or his mat. nothing. so i let big h stay with his teachers for a minute while she and i went to the car to load up all of the stuff. came back inside and got big h and her mat. and talked to the teachers for a minute more. they said that several of the children are going through a tough time right now. middle of the year. 2 1/2-year-olds being just that. so that reassured me. a little.


we got in the car. and all of the sudden, she said from the back, "i am happy now, mama."


good to know.


went to a mall with some friends from school (since it was cold outside), and she was just whiny and sad. wouldn't play. every so often she would play on one thing. but then she would come and sit with me and whimper. i ran into bath and body works really quickly, and when i came back, goo was sitting on my friend's lap and my friend was rocking her.


finally, towards the end of our playtime, i heard goo yelling, "NO PUSH. NO PUSH."


i looked over and saw a little boy trying to push her off a little 2-foot slide. i watched her and was so proud of her using her words. i decided i would watch from my seat and see how she handled it. he pushed her again, and she repeated herself. he finally pushed her one more time, and she almost fell off. this time, she yelled so loudly, "NO PUSHING, BOY! NO PUSHING!"


and then it happened.


the little punk BIT HER.


bit the crap out of her finger. punctured the skin in two places and it started bleeding.


i just held her. the mom came and got the boy and sheepishly said "sorry" and walked off.


while i was holding goo and loving on her, i saw that there were three mommies who had seen it more up close than me. i asked them if goo had instigated any of it. i told them it wouldn't hurt my feelings but i really needed their honesty. one of them laughed saying, "she really did great just saying don't push." the other two agreed and said the only thing she did was tell him not to push.


the mom left in a hurry.


you know...i don't have much of a backbone. until you mess with my family.


luckily, my friend is a nurse. so i asked her what i should do about the bite. she said to take her home, wash it with soap and water, cover it in neosporin, and put a band aid on it for the night.


i knew buz was going to be getting home really late tonight. so the three of us went home, got in our jammies, fixed leftover pizza, doctored up goo's "wound," watched a movie on the couch under blankies, and hit the hay.


wasn't i just talking about what a marvelous day this was?


my poor goo.


hopefully tomorrow we'll stay in.


(as i was finishing up writing this, i checked in on sweet kelly who is having her little baby today. and read some sad news. please be praying for her, her husband, and her family. this is one incredible woman of God. i don't know her from adam, and she doesn't know me. but i have seen the Lord do amazing things in her life. she needs our prayers.)

He is good

sometimes, i have those days where i just can't believe how God has blessed me. little 'ol me.

and i'm overwhelmed at the hugeness of it all. (for the record, i'm sure there is a better and more correct word for it, but i'm going with hugeness for now. because it just feels right.)

i feel like lately i have been in constant conversation with Him, and He continues to tell me in so many ways how much He loves me. oh man, i can't get enough of it. and the blessings all around me? they are plentiful.

both kids are at school. great morning. great drop off. great week this week.

this morning, i wore a long-sleeve t-shirt and a short-sleeve sweater with a big beaded necklace. i won't lie -- i worked it this morning. i have a tendency to do that on the two half days that i have the day to myself. big h told me as we were leaving to get in the car, "mama, you really yook beautiful in your vest thing. and that spiderman necklace is super cool."

(no, i did NOT wear a true spiderman necklace. though i would have had he asked me to. i'm smitten like that. the beads on my necklace have little black lines all over them. observant little man.)

everyday on the way to school, we talk to Jesus about our day and ask Him anything we want to ask Him and tell Him anything we want to tell Him. and this morning? big h said, "...and Jesus. thank you for this glllllllooooooorrrrrrious weather we're having this morning!"

i was sure it was going to be followed by a big hallelujah and some hand raising.

and goo has two favorite songs she likes to sing -- itsy bitsy spider and hokey pokey.

mental note -- must record for all to hear.

and no time now. but stay tuned...i went to kickboxing last night. and surely you know by now i am not a kickboxer. but i rocked it. (those of you who went...please don't comment otherwise.)

anyway. giving this week a big Amen to God for providing such joy for our little family. here's to a great weekend for all of you!

bandwagon?

so it seems that there are bloggers posting their new years' resolutions.

and one thing i'm going to admit right now. to all of you.

is i read a lot of blogs. which is actually one thing i'm vowing not to do anymore.

honestly, if you're reading this, and i read your blog and you know it, you have nothing to worry about.

not that any of you would really "worry" about that.

am i still talking?

but one thing that is really wasting my time these days is reading and feeling obligated to comment on blogs. of people that i have no invested interest in. silly, really.

so i'm taking them off my google reader. my desire is to read blogs that encourage me, inspire me, or make me laugh a lot.

so tonight, i'm offering you some blogs that i read consistently. a gift, really.

and before i do so, i do have one little thing i'm going to try. a little bit of history. when big h was two-ish, i went through a VERY tough time. (similar to what i'm going through right now with goo.) and everyday when buz would call, all i could tell him was why big h was crying or what tantrum he threw and where. and finally, it wore buz down. and he said (in a very kind way), "when you call me at work, could you tell me at least one good thing about your day or maybe don't call me at work?"

at first, i was very, very angry with him. (understatement) but when i started thinking about it, it made a lot of sense. and so i worked on that. and you know what? i was amazed how i was starting to look at things differently. i really wanted to focus on positive things so i could have neat things to tell buz when he got home.

so i've decided to start that back up again. because if i'm going to be honest here, this two-year-old business is for the birds. FOR. THE. BIRDS. i so thought i figured it out with big h. but no such luck. it has hit me like a ton of bricks.

and on this blog, i'm going to make sure i post something positive with every post. because i need the Lord to know that i can be joyful in the midst of trials.

there.

i've put it out there.

ok, anyway. back to the blogs.

oh wait. the reason i'm not blogging on the football game. honestly, i just can't. don't get me wrong -- i've got school spirit. i'm a sooner born and sooner bred. but sometimes my heart can't take the losses. or hear about ut talk about their whatever 45-35 win again. sorry, amy. some of your fans cannot let things go. (deep breath.) see? this is why i don't talk football on the blog.

right. blogs. stay on task, janet.

some of these are obvious, and i know a ton of you read them. some of these are old friends. some are new friends. some feed my reality tv need. some make me laugh. i don't even know some of them. some love Jesus and inspire me spiritually.

baby bangs

please. if you don't read amanda's blog, you should. such a gorgeous heart. a passion for Jesus and a true love for her family. and she's freaking hilarious. and she owns (owned) some of big h's shortalls. my small claim to fame.

big mama

she have been the first blog i read of someone i didn't know. until i realized i knew her. her sister is one of my best friends. big mama, you make me laugh. you loves Jesus and ain't afraid to admit it. and you're so stinking funny.

boomama

forever, i thought she was my brother's neighbor. he lives in the "south" and his neighbor has one five-year-old son named alex. c'mon. ok, so it was a long shot. turns out they live close to each other. just not next door. this girl loves to shop, eat fried chicken, and talk about her Savior.

a kiss, a hug, and a squeeze

the first comment i ever got from someone i didn't know. still don't know how she found my little site. but i am so glad she did. she has the cutest children and spouse. wait. i'm not saying her spouse is cute. wait. that came out wrong, too. she and her spouse are a cute couple. there. better. and she posts the best verses on the day that i really need them. we even met up when she was here with her husband for work. and i adore her. and she even met up with me in children's' place after goo had a diarrhea diaper explosion. yep...i love cleaning up poop the first time i meet someone.

chrys and mike's world

long story, which i won't go into. but she knew me when i was in high school. or was it college? well, before i knew buz. when i was in my hometown. and she somehow knows everyone i know. i don't know how but she does. and she ADORES her family. adores them. and is hard core about teaching them the Word of God. i love it. and go ahead and say hello and congratulations because she just announced some freaking awesome news.

it's almost naptime

don't know how i "got" to her. bigmama? boomama? no idea. but i heart her so much. and her honesty. and her humor. and that she has FOUR kids. and is still funny. and her devotionals are always perfectly timed for my life. God is good.

life in progress

seriously? where did i "find" her? no idea. but are we real life friends? she is hilarious. and has two children the same age as mine. she kinda makes me feel like we're neighbors and that i could go knock on her door for some sugar and to ask if my kids could come over to play. but alas, she doesn't live in texas. rats. she is honest and loves talking about what God is doing in her life.

lots of scotts

such a neat woman. such incredible insight and honesty. and she has triplets. hello. not to mention she was a sorority sister of my sister-in-law. claim to fame? oh, and she loves Jesus.

snot and kisses

was probably the second commenter ever that i didn't know. and let me tell you -- i ADORE janelle. what a beautiful personality. that girl loves her children and her spouse. and she always offers the best comments, when i'm down or really chipper. God's blessed her with an awesome gift.

beanish and other languages i'm learning

no idea how she "found" me but so glad she did. she shares real struggles but loves telling fun stories of her daughter, the "bean." i started reading her during a difficult time for the bean, and i loved the godly way she handled it.

blogaroni and dees

way fun story. R and her husband J were in our newlywed class at church. and buz and i loved them instantly but didn't really get to know them. because they moved away. and buz and i were the first couple in the class to get pregnant. but she lives "close" to me. and i am determined to spend a day with her and her beautiful daughters this year. determined. look out R, i'm coming for you. oh, and i love that you love Jesus.

colored with memories

kerry knows two of my closest friends and actually lives in the "same" area i do. and somehow we have never met. but we've emailed back and forth a ton. and i love reading the stories of her and her daughters. her love for the Lord is so evident. kerry...want to hang out sometime in 2009? :)

pioneer woman

you read her, right? no? are you living under a rock? i love her honesty. and like everyone else, i think it's fun to read about motherhood that's so different from my life. oh, and because i'm dorky, i find it necessary to inform you that her sister was one of my buddies in elementary school and high school. i slept over at her house a lot in junior high. her brother mike goes to my church at home. and her dad was my orthopedist when i had to have back surgery when i was 9. see how dorky i am?

the hall family

a buddy of mine from high school. pure. can't think of a better word for her. and we just got reconnected through our blogs. which is way fun. this girl has had a passionate heart for Christ since i met her.

home on the range

buddy from junior high and high school. we were in the same Christian youth group, and i looked up to her for her faith. never met her husband. never met her children. but so wish to sometime soon. she adores her sons and home girl cooked quite a feast for christmas. oh my heavens.

i hate green beans

the ONLY reason i still watch the bachelor. this girl is freaking hilarious. i have been reading her blog forever. and buz watches the bachelor with me only because he loves to think about what she's going to write.

ro family life

the wife of one my very best friends from high school. she is a rock star photographer and graphic designer. she actually designed the program for our rehearsal dinner. they have two adorable boys. they are in full-time ministry loving on college kids and sharing the Gospel.

rocks in my dryer

she is so stinking funny. honesty, people. and she's organized. and she does those fun, little WFMW things. i love those. i've never done one before, but i love them. i loved watching God do awesome things through her when she blogged for compassion.

the flying mum

sunni adores her growing family. i'll be vain really quickly -- her daughter is the best dressed daughter out there. and has the cutest face you've ever seen. they do so much awesome work in their church. head over there and give some well wishes -- they are having a baby soon.

lpm blog

i really don't need to say anything, right? she's beth moore. she exudes Jesus-ness. period. and she loves hair and loves to shop. :)

the one about us

another blogger that i didn't know but met in person anyway. loves the Lord and her family. bless her heart, jenny hasn't slept in i don't know how long. so if you want to provide some well wishes her way too, she would love it. and her kids are super, super cute.

the willis word

i worked with erica at kamp FOURTEEN years ago. this girl has such a deep love for her husband and her kiddos (who are growing from two to three). we've never lived in the same city but have stayed in touch all these years. congratulate her on her latest news. she and her husband are full-time ministry also working with college students.

these are the days

so, where in the world do i start? first of all, i want to fly her out to babysit my kids. you think i'm kidding. yeah, i'm not kidding. but more than that, i want to hang out with her. she just graduated with her masters in social work. i have my masters in social work. see? love her. she loves her family. she loves her friends. she loves Sonic. and oh. my. word. she loves Jesus. jenna, please, PLEASE come visit.

totally rad

met her through a mutual friend when i was INSANELY pregnant. literally, i was 3 weeks from delivering big h. we met at my pal's daughter's first birthday. and i'll be honest. for being thirty-six weeks pregnant, i felt way cute. had on my favorite maternity outfit. met her. thought, "wow. what a cute girl." and then, we kept running into each other at mutual friends' kids' birthday parties. and every time i would see her, i would tell buz, "she's cute. i want to be friends with her." and now? we're pals. and i adore her. and can't wait to get to know her even better. she has a gorgeous spirit. and a quick story. when i was down and out with goo last year...wait. it was last january that i was having difficulty with goo. does anyone else find that ironic? anyway. i was having a tough time. goo was waking up a lot. and was very grumpy. one random day, sarah called and told me she was coming over to bring us dinner. and dinner, she BROUGHT. tortilla soup, quesadillas for the kids, and brownies for dessert. just because she read that we were having a hard time. see what i mean about having a gorgeous spirit? yeah.

wade whereabouts

i met her in a hotel room at a hotel for a MOPS convention. and we sat and talked one night. and i loved her. and her husband sings at our church. and my husband now loves hanging out with her husband. go look at her. don't you just want to eat her up? she's just so cute. and she loves jesus. oh, and they're adopting from Africa. super awesome.

waiting

weentrab. my dear weentrab. please tell me you've heard me talk about my pal. i met her when i worked at an adoption agency and i worked at a hospital before her first and my first were born. and then we took a photography class together. which was the worst class ever. but i can't think of anyone else i would've rather taken it with. and now she's a freaking rock star, known by millions (ok, not sure millions, but LOTS AND LOTS of people) for her amazing talent. and has taught me all things photography. for which i am forever indebted. and she recently adopted. ultra cool story. love you so much, weentrab. sad we don't hang out as often.

and OH MY GOODNESS, i am so tired. i need to go to bed. in my "resolution" to talk about wonderful parts of my day, i will post some pictures and say that today, my kids were both sweet when we went over to a friend's house.

don't be mistaken. that is GOO in the cape and spiderman mask. she's all girl.

my handsome son who needs a haircut in the worst way. even he knows it.


first of all, let's talk about how goo is almost smiling in this. and also, that i let big h hold my brand new camera while i went down the slide and he took this all by himself. talent. and why did i feel the need to wave? it's not a movie camera.

what buz brought home last night. i heart this man. who knew of my coffee addiction?


both of my kids. and look! they're BOTH SMILING! even goo.

hallelujah.

ahhh...much better

first of all, wanted to let you know that the Lord provided an awesome day for us today. so thank you for all of your prayers and well wishes.

today could have been touch and go. seeing as how it was the first day back to school. not for goo, but for big h. and i'll be honest. i was sad.

(and screech goes the record player.)

i know. i was really sad to have my little man head back to school. and no, it wasn't because i was going to be stuck at home with goo. i promise. but i really enjoyed being with big h over the holiday. we have really gotten to that point where we really enjoy each other. i rarely have to discipline him, and when i do, it's over heart issues, not clear right and wrong. i wouldn't dare say we're pals. because i am not here to be pals with him. but wow. the relationship we have now is so incredible. i love it. love him.

but don't think the thought that i was going to be home alone with home girl wasn't terrifying. because it was. but last night, as i was drifting off to sleep at a much later time than i had hoped, i just prayed for peace and smooth transitions. and if a smooth transition wasn't on tap for today, then let me be ok with it. and just move on.

but amazingly enough, it was an awesome day. big h woke up at a normal time, and we watched our customary imagination movers (dumbest show ever) in bed together. then, he did all of his morning chores (not really chores, but things to accomplish to start the day -- clothes on, jammies in the closet, make his bed, brush teeth, etc.). and goo still wasn't asleep. i decided it would be best to just get her out of bed, straight into the car to school. which is what we did. which is also why she got an eggo muffin top and some orange juice for breakfast in the car. but she was happy, with some suh-weet bed head. when we got to school, she wanted to be held, which was so ideal. and she didn't request to carry ALL EIGHTY-FIVE of her precious belongings inside. which was also ideal. she got to say hi to her teacher, and we dropped big h off. we got back in the car with no sadness.

headed to 7/11 for a cup of coffee. don't judge. i wanted a cup of coffee. but our coffee pot at home broke. WAY SAD. and it's kind of low on the priority list. and i would've stopped at starbucks. but i wanted to have extra money this month for, you know, groceries and electricity. i'm so frugal.

my 7/11 coffee? there's a reason it's $1.22. period.

anyway, we got home and played and played and played. mostly with playmobils and dollhouses. but when i needed to change her diaper, she just automatically laid down. which she has, um, NEVER done. and then i had a pink sweater and jeans ready for her to wear. fully prepared for a fit. and perhaps some clothing wrestling. always a good time.

and she pointed at the clothes and said, "uh pink wetter. i wear it."

come again? what in the free world? i can't tell you how much high-fiving was going on. lots and lots of it.

then, we had lunch and watched a max and ruby. i put her to bed, and she slept until i had to get her out of her bed to go pick up big h. i'm sure it was a little like groundhog day for her. getting woken up from sleep both times just to get in the car to head to school.

the afternoon was uneventful. which, by the way, is an awesome thing lately.

and then. get this?

she got in the bath. voluntarily.

didn't hurt that dad made a trail of bath toys leading up to the bathtub. he's always trying to show me up. darn him.

and then i put her bed. with NO cuh-yi-ing.

can i get an amen?

and so...

(here is my poor excuse for a segue.)

here is what has been on my mind for several weeks. feel free to feel sorry for me. it's sad that sometimes i can't get this kind of stuff off my mind.

and even worse? i talk to buz about it at night.

what, you ask?

kids' shows and their ridiculousness. that's not a word? well, it is today.

if you don't have children or if you have children but have never let them watch television, you can go about your normal business.

when big h was little, sometimes the only thing that would calm him down, like EVER, was baby einstein. that julie clark is a genius. pure genius.

those were the only shows he ever watched. until he was about eighteen months old. and someone told us about the wiggles. i'm not going to lie. i totally heart the wiggles. still. big h and i would sit in "big room" (i.e. living room) together and sing songs. actually, no, we wouldn't. because he wouldn't let me. "NO SING! NO SING!" but i imagined in my most beautiful of dreams that we would sing together. but we did love to be together. and watch all of their songs and talk of dorothy the dinosaur and wags the dog and everyone else.

they became a part of our family for a long time. big h learned his colors by their shirt colors.

during that time, he and i also got to watch thomas the train. he had a slight obsession. but it wasn't a great show. because, honestly, i would've like to have knocked thomas around a time or two with all of his poor choices. and somehow he came out on top in the end. every. time. and don't get me started on sir topham hatt. seriously? all he did was eat jelly donuts while all of his trains were bumping into each other and forgetting passengers and running through barber shops. and all he had to say was "you have caused confusion and delay?" really? that's all you can muster up?

so when big h started talking and having interest in more shows, we would always say no, followed by "we're not going to watch that show. it doesn't teach us good lessons."

that line has helped me so much over the last three and a half years. he still tells me that so-and-so watches whatever show but he doesn't want to because it doesn't teach us good lessons.

this kid? i love him.

so as we've tuned in to more shows, i've noticed some things. and there are days i can't get them off my mind.

so allow me. and please know. these are my opinions. and i am in no way trying to hurt anyone's feelings. just getting some things out of my head.

wonder pets
seriously. this show. i L-O-V-E this show. i think it might be the best show out there. they are always helping each other. and singing. oh, how i love the singing. i think i might actually watch it even if big h and goo weren't here. for the record, ming ming is my favorite. and goo's.

dora the explorer
oh my heavens. my daughter loves dora. and i'll be honest, i cannot stand dora. first of all, let's talk about her fashion sense. orange and pink? and white shoes? and really? the backpack?

and every time i watch dora with goo, i think of the saturday night live skit. it's a bit "after hours," so please don't watch it with your children. and forgive my current sense of humor. it's been a rough one around here the last couple of days.


SNL - TV Funhouse - Maraka - NBC - Saturday Night Live

go diego go
i enjoy diego. and i like baby jaguar. i do find it funny that he appears to be a school-aged kid who works at a makeshift tree house where a computer can function.

and i would love it if my camera talked to me. on second thought, maybe not.

max and ruby
i have a love-hate relationship with max and ruby. i love it because i love the theme song. and i think max is a pretty cute bunny. but really? where are max and ruby's parents? and why are they allowed to walk to grandma's alone? and would you just die if ruby was your big sister? or even your babysitter? and how frustrated would you be with max? he only says one word per episode. and the trouble he causes all the time. oh my. but you can't help but love him. he's so cute.

charlie and lola
again...where are their parents? but again...one of my favorite shows. last summer, when big h and goo went to visit my brother and family, somehow all of the children were either napping or playing in another room. and my brother and i? still finished the show. it's freaking awesome.

mickey mouse clubhouse
not much to say about the age old classic. but his voice? well, i can't take it for very long.

wow wow wubbzy
i adore this show. i couldn't tell you what in the world these "creatures" are other than robots. but i love them. i love the song. i love that they always help each other. i love that they always apologize when they hurt each other's feelings. i love it.

yo gabba gabba
oh my. we've only seen one episode of this. but i think i was the one with nightmares that night. and the guy on there? how skinny is he?

backyardigans
we don't watch this anymore. but i used to love it. those friends could groove. i mean, really groove. and we bought a ton of the songs on iTunes. and i love listening to them. in case you were wondering, my favorite song was boinga.

imagination movers
i have adequately documented my opinion on this show. if you like it, more power to you. i am so annoyed with it every morning. but it buys me thirty minutes of GOLD cuddle time with my 5-year-old. and so it continues.

little einsteins
i cannot find fault with this show. i love it. neither of my kids really wants to watch it much. which makes me sad. i love it. i do have to say that my least favorite is annie. really? is her voice that great? leo is great. such a leader. june. well, i think buz has a crush on june. and quincy is the coolest cat and can play every instrument on the planet. again. julie clark and her brilliance.

johnny and the sprites
oh. my. really? the sprites? whose names are those of kitchen spices? we have watched one or two of these. and then i had to put my foot down. i couldn't handle it.

dan zanes house party
oh. my. is he on something?

captain carlos
love him. love that his sister is the one who tempts him with bad food choices. us girls. we are bad influences. but thank you, carlos for subtly teaching my kiddo which foods are junk foods.

the doodlebops
oh. my. i can't discuss this. we have never watched this. ever.

jojo's circus
jojo is the cutest little clown girl around. weird that her pet lion only makes squeaking noises. but i'll overlook it. and i LOVE when jojo does yoga.

and so, that concludes janet's summary of toddler shows. clearly, i have no life. it's ok. at least i've admitted it, right?

again, thanks for the prayers and advice re: goo. God so knew i needed a nice day with her. and a nice day, i got.

goo...

because this is my online diary of sorts, i feel the need to "get out" some things about my sweet, angelic daughter.

who has been a *tad* less sweet and angelic these days.

just to remind her in a couple of years.

(deep breath)

goo did not have a nap today. mistake #1 on mama's part. it was cold and rainy. all day. in fact, it's still cold and rainy. and i'll be honest, i LOVE cold and rainy days. but more with buz, a blanket, some hot cocoa, and a good chic movie.

i think goo would've rather jumped on the trampoline.

and last time i checked, i think it's bad to jump on a trampoline when there is ice on it. am i right?

she didn't wake up until 915. NINE FIFTEEN, PEOPLE. so i knew nap time would be a little off. the only thing on our agenda was to get my dad a birthday present (which is tomorrow). i asked big h what we should get papa, and he replied just as serious as anything, "legos. because he's got some in his closet, but he must not be allowed to open them. so we need to get him something he can play with."

and so off to US Toy we went. and got legos and hats for big h and goo.

but i kid you not. none of my discipline strategies worked today. none. and what's weird. i can vividly remember this all with big h. and still -- some days i have no hope that goo will be a happily functioning member of society. some days i feel that she will be sad everyday. every. day. because i believe 85% of her day today was spent whining and whimpering and saying no to everything. and clothing choice disapproval. and breakfast choice disapproval. and getting in the car choice disapproval.

(another deep breath)

and to end the day. she would NOT sit in the bathtub. seriously. so we essentially gave her a standing sponge bath and didn't bother washing her hair. she cried so hard the entire bath. got out and cried so hard in my arms with a towel around her. and then i sang to her in her room once she had her jammies on. (i know...the singing might've had something to do with her tears at that point.) and when i put her down, she cried. i knew she would. and then i heard from the other room:

i uh NOT stop cuh-yi-ing! i uh NOT stop cuh-yi-ing!

i uh NOT happy. i uh NOT happy.

oh my. seriously. is this what i have to look forward to?

so, friends? especially those who knew me when big h was this age? he was like this, right? it will get better, right?

because to paraphrase my pal life in progress, apparently is impossible for me to birth unopinionated children.

what is it called, wordless wednesday?

try whatever adjective works for thursday.

have i mentioned how in love with my rad husband i am?