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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Hot water heater vs. laundry detergent

Hmmm, is it bad if my kids' skin is drying out.

Why, you might ask?  First see my post entitled "The Childproof Diaper".  Then take a wild guess at what I'm referring to.  After every nap, I walk in their room to find a barenaked Queso, a poop smeared crib, another poop smeared crib, dirty sheets, and really happy kids.  As my eyes survey the disastrous scene, I go on a wild chase to find the dirty diaper before they do.  You almost have to go into another room to half laugh and half cry over the situation.

Good thing Dust is home today, he took clean up duty today, and I took bath duty.  It makes it real interesting when I'm trying to do it all on my own!

Our water bill is skyrocketing out of control.  With the amount of baths that my kids are getting, and the number of times I wash their sheets, it's getting ridiculous.  I am currently debating between buying stock in hot water heaters or laundry detergent.  I would single-handedly raise market points.

Buying stock would be a nice option, except that we may just go broke buying laundry detergent alone.  Yikes. 
I wash their sheets so much, they're getting holes in them.  They're so faded they don't even match the room anymore.

Can you guess who this lady represents?


An exhausted me!!


And it's a wonder why I'm debating on potty training him!!

Thursday, November 4, 2010

The childproof diaper

If the invention isn't out there and isn't illegal, I will be rich.  Good night, do I need one of those.

As I do every night, I checked in on Grapenut and Queso to make sure they're breathing, sleeping, and not too warm/cold.  I snuck in their room and peered in on Grapenut (her crib is first) and noticed there was a diaper laying on her... don't judge how long it took me to realize it wasn't hers, because I stared at that thing for quite awhile.

Then I look in Queso's crib.  Buck naked and sleeping like a baby with his knees tucked in and his bare bum stuck straight in the air.  Hilarious!

But it also had me curious what was to come.  Up until now he hasn't cracked the code of the diaper's velcro straps.  And he still hasn't.  He slid it off.  Thank my lucky stars there was no poo.

Except that today there was.

I look in his crib: nakedness.  I look in Grapenuts: nothing seemingly abnormal.  I get Queso out only to see smears of a brownish substance smeared on the back rungs of his crib (which, when understanding that their cribs are back to back) puts a pang of worry into my already faster beating heart.  Then I see smears on her crib.  Then I see a diaper in between the cribs on the ground.  Then I see the smears all over her mattress pad and clothes.  AND ONLY THEN do I see the little poo nodules strewn haphazardly throughout their room.

Oh what a lovely sight that was.  And you can't really vacuum it up (I'll let you use your imagine on that one).  Yuck.

I am just dreading the day it's not solid....

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Ain't that just HAT-tastic

So what happens when Mommy has been successful in keeping a semi-clean house?  We pull out some hats and have us a par-tay.

I imagined a super cute picture of the two of them, hands held, both having their hats on with big smiles on their faces.  Decide for yourself if you think I was successful.  And don't blame me that I gave up.


"Do I have to wear it?"

"C'mon, rock it like me!"  (This WAS mid-dance mind you, he doesn't actually point his pinky like that.)
 

 "AAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

 This was about the 17th time I put that hat back on her head.

 "Oh yeah, just a rockin out."

Success!

Anytime I'd try to take a pic, one of them would turn around and the other would take theirs off.

 "Look, if my hands are full, I can't take my hat off?!"

"Eee, get this thing off of me!"

"Honestly Mom, which goes better with my outfit?"

If this doesn't make me want to watch Newsboys again, I don't know what does?!

Oh dear, maybe I should quit.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Recipe for success: Geriatric Shoes

Welcome to me on a good day.  Just switch out the one baby for 2 VERY active toddlers, add in a purse, and take out a couple of the essential items that should have been in the diaper bag and leave those at home.

But oh my.  I cannot even explain how much I have gotten done around my house in the last 2 weeks.  And dare I say that marks the day I got these beauts??  So, apparently my recipe to success is not measured as most (ahem) normal people's is.

Granted, I count my day a success when:
  • I get makeup on my face.  (Even if I put it on at 7:30 pm right before I head out the door to do some late night grocery shopping.)
  • I brush my teeth before noon.  Yah, not even joking.
  • I can walk through my house without tripping on toys, clothes (that were folded but strewn haphazardly by two angelic creatures across the room), shoes, etc.  And I just said tripping, that doesn't even count what I have to step on just to get there.
  • my kids get milk at all meals... you would not BE-LIEVE how many last minute runs I have to make to the store because we run out.
  • my kids don't cry as I put them down for a nap EVEN WHEN they were just laying on the floor with their eyes closed because they were so tired.  Yeah right, crying is inevitable.  I've learned that something might actually be seriously wrong if I can still hear them by the time I'm down the hall.
  • I actually find where my cell phone is before noon (and 3 missed calls--most always from Dust, but we don't have to get into my lack of telephone skills right now).
  • When I get changed out of my pjs before 3.  This gives me a good 2 hours during the afternoon nap to eat lunch, do a bajillion house things, AND get dressed.  Guess which doesn't get accomplished!


Okay, but honestly, I actually have been incredibly productive.  I've branched out and made 4 meals in the last week.  Okay, not a lot for most super moms out there, but seriously, I have barely even cooked that many in my married life.  And. I'm. Not. Even. Joking.

I have jumped at the chance to do dishes, clean the counters, clean the bathroom, create a little Mommy Zone room, clean our bedroom, daily straighten up the kids' room, get laundry finished AND PUT AWAY (hardest part), and even make our bed.  I know?!

Just would like to put it out there though that if anyone wants to come and mop my floors, I haven't gotten around to that in a really long time.  (I'll give a hug to whoever offers free of charge!  Disclaimer: Tears of joy may also be included.)

If anyone would like to know where my shoesthatfillmefulloflife came from so they too can have success at home, you just let me know!

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Another fashion atrocity

Call me crazy, but I honestly don't get the point of these.

I could understand the use for them without the flip flops attached... keep your legs warm.

I could understand them without the sock... they're flip flops.

But when would you want to wear flip flops and long socks at the same time??

My favorite part about this is the name: The Tube Flop.  Correct, a flop indeed.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Cakelicious Fundraising

Well the time has come again... we are looking into our next adoption!!! WOO HOOOOOOO!!!  Can't wait to find out who God has planned to join our family!

We decided that we would start our fundraising early this year so we don't run into the same problem we did last time.  We are going to try to raise half of the funds before we apply... but knowing us, we'll probably get too excited and jump the gun on that one!

So with that being said, we are going to be selling Christmas gifts, decor, and CAKES!!  All of the profits made on these items (yup, even Cakelicious), will be pooled in a fund specifically for our adoption.  And don't forget that for the holidays, you can also give out gift certificates for Cakelicious if you know of anyone who might like a specialty cake!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Uhhh, my kids are scared of my shoes.

So we have all seen the commercials for the isotoning shoes that look strangely like geriatric rubber-soled, velcro-strapped shoes.

The idea behind them makes sense... I get that.  But really, is this the best that Sketchers could come up with?






C'mon... they're like Lugz, but not.

So then I found me some that I could live with....  And those are the Reebok EasyTones.
Thank you Reebok for shaping a normal looking shoe that also *cough* shapes me!  BUT, this isn't exactly the shoe I ended up with.  I was given the following shoes by someone who they didn't work for (I won't say who) that are STRICTLY for wearing around the house.  Here is why:

Uhhhhh, yeah.  I lifted up my pant leg and Grapenut gasped in surprise.  It was a shocker for her; no high heels or pointed toes.  My little one-year-old fashionista sighed in disgust and walked away from me.

BUT (no pun intended), the good thing is that they work because after wearing them all around the house yesterday doing chores, the scale was in my favor today!

The bummer (again, no pun intended) is how fast you have to be at ripping them off when someone rings the doorbell so they won't see you wearing them....

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

I've SPREAD out the choices for you to pick

Alrighty, so I'm redoing our bedroom *ahem* finally. I've chosen the vastly popular color palette of black, grey, white, and YELLOW! Hello! Pops of color, you are my friend!

Normally not a fan of the stark brightness of yellow, but I'm going on a limb and shooting for an awesome array of patterns, projects, and curtains to spectacularly fill our room!

I've run head on into a jam(b) that I just can't get out of though. So I thought I'd lend a hand to the blogging community and see what you all think.

The first item up for potential purchase is the simple softness of gray and white. It doesn't tie in black very well, but there will be black throughout the room in various patterns. Does it look like this belongs in the room of a nearing 30 year old or that of a nearing 13 year old? JUST want to make sure....
And this one I LOVE!!!! BUT, I'm expecting late night sick kids, milk, crumbs, snot, etc. as a likely probability... so do you think I could keep this clean?? Can you bleach something if it has more than just white in it? (I am a leetle bit domestically challenged, so bear with me?!) But a pop of some yellow sheets and pillows would be quite spectacular!
And while I was perusing Target's website, I came across this one, which I kinda liked, but mostly didn't, but thought I could work with it, but kinda didn't want to.... ....
And while I was googling it, I came across this next one, which I TRULY LOVE THE BEST!!!

I felt like I was slapped upside the head when I read it's "Currently Unavailable". Nooooooooooo. The boldness of the not-too-intricate pattern draws me to it so much... so can anyone find me one like this or should I stick with option #2?HELP MEEEEE!! Or at least let me know your thoughts!

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I must be famous, I've been featured

Woo hoo, my picture cubes were featured on TipNut! Numero 7 on the list baby!

Thank you TipNut, I appreciate it!

Monday, August 23, 2010

Random Thoughts


I never had a horrible pregnancy, but it did come with its ups and downs (the scale numbers and the deswelling of my ankles afterward, respectively). I have learned SO much in the last year, too bad a year's worth of sleep deprivation made me forget most of it....

One of the things I did learn though was about the overall experience of pregnancy. I'm not one to advocate strongly of my love for being pregnant (or the newborn infant stage), but I grew so much (emotionally, physically, and mentally) because of it. Having a sister-in-law in her last trimester has gotten me thinking again about all of the little quirks of having a life grow inside of you.

One of the greatest joys of my life was feeling Grapenut's little body moving all around inside of my belly. She'd kick her little feet and jam them as high into my ribs as they could go and as I'd gasp for breath, I'd push on her little bum to have her shift to a different position. And then I would race to the bathroom as she plunked her entire little self on my bladder.

It was an experience I will never forget. Giving birth was an experience as well; my stubborn little lady decided to make me push for 3 hours. Good night, I was so ready to just see her it was a shame I could hardly open my eyes afterward because they were nearly swollen shut.

But I really wouldn't have given up experiencing any of that! It is amazing that as soon as I became a parent, I had a new-found knowledge of who I was as a person. I have never been more confident of who I am or what I look like had I never been pregnant and experienced the life-changing event that occurred inside of me.

To those who ask me about getting pregnant again and you hear an earful about Adoption... never think it's not that I don't truly cherish the fact that God blessed me with the gift to grow Grapenut inside of me!
It is truly a miracle!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Sunday Grace


28Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.


31but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.

-Isaiah 40:28, 31

Friday, June 4, 2010

Easiest (and Cheapest) Craft EVER!!

Flippin' through da BHG (my new ultra-hip reference to Better Homes & Gardens) and saw a great idea... so I blew it up full scale to fit my needs.

I printed off 4 pictures of a mini photo shoot with my kids on their brand new adirondack chairs (LOVE me some adirondack chairs!) on 8.5 x 11 photo paper. Cut to match the size of 4 vases I already had... and voila!

My masterpiece!
And here's what it looks like on our entryway shelf.Here's the little flare of orange I decided to add for some sass... complete with bud vases and fake flowers (bought at Joann's).
If you can think of anything to do with the top shelf, I'd be MUCH obliged!

And I'll post my latest creation once my fingers heal from the hot glue gun burns....

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Picture Cubes

Okay, so my creativity finally made a turn for the better. I was inspired when I saw some picture cubes online and thought I would make them for both my Mothers for Mother's Day. I did it of all the Grandchildren they had on Mother's Day 2010.

I'm basically what you'd call a copycat crafter. I have absolutely no original ideas to create anything, but rather, I garner all such creativity from blogs and crafting websites and steal their ideas. Lovely, huh?

Anyway, I'm not even sure where I saw these blocks but it was something like these ones from FaveCrafts. So I attempted to try my hand at what looked to be a super easy craft. It never is super easy for me, but I always believe it will be.

So, here's my step-by-step tutorial. Grab some coffee. Seriously. The tutorial is quite long, but the project will take awhile as well. Also, chocolate and snacks are quite advantageous, not to mention having 3 movies on hand.

Grab a 4x4 wood post and cut it into 4 inch blocks. Orrrrr, have your husband do it for you, like I did. Or easier yet, just go BUY SOME (highly encouraged!). Then utilize your Dad's tool shop and sand them down til they're as smooth as butter. Grab some spray paint and work your magic. When you're done, you'll end up with painted blocks. At this point, I had already invested about 1700 hours of time and was about to wrap these up as gifts as is. BUT, I prevailed in the end.


Next, grab some photos or print some out (my very limited working knowledge with mod podge does not entail a professionally printed picture so I printed mine out at home), I chose b/w because I just love me some b/w photos.
Cut them down so they will fit on the blocks and sand the edges with sandpaper. I liked the idea of rounded edges, especially because I sanded the blocks to have rounded corners.


Then go search through your supplies to find some tacky glue, and slap those pictures on, making sure the edges are all glued down well and not bubbling up.

Then haul out your Mod Podge and brush over every square inch. I always go vertically across everything, and then once the first layer dries, go over it again horizontally so it creates texture. It will dry clear, so don't worry about going too heavy with it.
When that all dries, take it outside to spray the finishing spray (makes the end product not sticky) and you have yourself some pretty little blocks.
Sassify them up a bit, throw in the card that you found online and ordered a week before Mother's Day (which, by the way, is UNHEARD of in this household to think that far ahead about a card), and give it away.
Ahhh, a success. Loved by both Mom's and a treat to supply their bookcases with new bookends.

It just seems like too much work to repeat for our own house.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Mother's Day

Okay, I know there are a ton of sentimental blogs being posted in honor of Mother's Day, but it's just too classic to pass up.

Plus I cried a lot about it yesterday with how blessed I feel so I thought I'd pass it along.

Last year on Mother's Day was kind of difficult. If I would have gone out, no one would have known I had a child born already in my heart and another country who was 5 months old waiting for me to hold him (and not to mention the bundle of joy growing inside my belly who would be arriving soon). It was kind of a bittersweet day for me last year. I was asked if I could technically celebrate Mother's Day and my response was "I am a mother, my son is born, I just can't hold him yet." I had some weird responses to that, but I felt so strongly that it just wasn't fair if I was told I couldn't celebrate. I looked at Queso's picture a lot that day and cried a lot missing a little boy I had yet to meet but already knew so well.

This year was a much more joyous occasion! Well, it was after I woke up from sleeping in. :) My husband made me breakfast in bed and our whole family of 4 sat on our bed as I opened up my gifts and card that they had all "signed". It was the perfect Mother's Day. We went out to eat at a restaurant and were even told by the waitress that our children were so well-behaved. We smiled to ourselves but didn't tell her that she just caught them at a REALLY good time. Usually I can't go anywhere with them without passing out earplugs to people and apologizing profusely for Queso's screeches and Grapenut's cries. Let's just say that I stay home a lot.

We went to Costco so I could have a Mother's Day mocha, did a little shopping, and went home. I spent about an hour figuring out how my new ipod worked and to upload my music to it without getting rid of the games that were already on it. I finished my m-in-law's gift while watching (through tears) The Blindside (one of my other gifts) and packed up to head over there for dinner.

Last year was an emotional, sentimental celebration, and this year was a much more joyous occasion. I got to hold both of my children, whom I love with all my heart, and am SO thankful to God every day for blessing me with both of them!

I may be a busy Mom who can't keep my act together, but I also feel luckier than anyone else for the life I've been granted!

Thursday, May 6, 2010

My happy place

So it's no surprise to anyone who knows me that I will mildly obsess over an item for a time before I get bored and move on. Mildly may mean something entirely different to me than it does to you.

But this is one item I don't think I will EVER get bored with.

When I plan my trips to Bellingham (when you have 2 kids, a 10 minute car ride consists of a "trip") let's just say I don't plan them around my kids' nap schedules but, rather, around the opening of Costco. Is that mean? When you consider that a $1.00 mocha is involved to account for all the hassle of packing in two kids, diaper bags, Mama's purse, coupons, doctor info, insurance info, stroller (just in case... which is a 1/2 hour task in and of itself), and myself fully dressed, then it's SO worth it!

It is my sanity.

It is my love.

It makes me smile.

It is the $1.00 mocha freeze.

No matter how cold it is, I'll usually end up with the freeze and not the hot mocha because I know that once I get to my destination, I'll be sweating and trying to catch my breath to hysterically "un-pack" the kids as I'm already 10 minutes late because of my mild diversion.

See, I can use "mild" in so many phrases, and it still helps me to unconsciously see this completely necessary activity as not obsessing. Because it is, a mild obsession. That's all.

Never mind the fact that I buy 4 freezes at a time because that's how many cupholders my car has.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

And our Ode to Queso

One of Queso's favorite games lately is peek-a-boo. He'll use pillows, burp rags, curtains, etc. And now hats, well actually "atz", have been added to the list.

Wheeeeeeeere's Queso?



THERE HE IS!!! :)


Mommy, this is serious... I just saw a bug. Or I just pooed. I'm not sure which.


Look at our little modelquin... posing so well. And do you like the shirt? "Aunty" Mimi made it to raise money for HER Ethiopian Adoption! (Help bring their little princess home and support an Adoption, all while sporting one of a variety of awesome color/pattern choices, go to her blog to see all that she's making!)


Such a ray of light gleaming through our little man's eyes ALL the time. Never seen a happier kid!

Ode to Grapenut

Well here's my little Grapenut dressed in her Sunday best... literally. She's wearing her little Easter dress. Dust has been having a leetle too much fun with the camera lately.


Hmmmmm, flow-er.




See Dad, pretty flower.




Uhhh, nummy flower?


I give up on that flower thing, how about climbing the slide.... Yeah, I'm only 10 months old, still wearing 3 month clothing, climbing up a slide, and starting to walk, so what?!


Gotta love our overly active little lady!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Bumper cars

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Advertisers Beware

Okay, so I've become quite the analytical commercial watcher lately. Mainly because with the shows I watch, it seems as though I'm missing the mark a bit on their target audience. Denture paste, depends, and bifocals aren't exactly of any particular interest to me. But it's comforting to know that's who they think is watching the show... an 80 year old woman. Watch out world, here I come!

So on that note, here's to commercials that I love. (to mock.)




Is it wrong that our town has all 3 of the best things they listed?! We host the county fair, a couple parades, and our windmills inspire tourists to stop here. Wow, what a town?!

Too bad I've never heard of the band, care to hear them, or care about soaps. Whoopee, I'm SO not entering that contest (even though I know we have it in the bag).

Marriage Prerequisite

(Insert a spoon, a baby bottle, and a plate and you have our dishwasher...never mind that ours is white and about 17.85 years older than this brand new one.)

One of the things I wish I had known before I had gotten married was how my husband-to-be loaded the dishwasher.

I kid you not.

I pride myself in being an ultimate packer so as not to leave any dishes remaining on the counter (well, when I actually make it into the kitchen). I put some in, take some out, rearrange, and spend entirely too much time figuring out the best dynamics so the dishes fit well, utilize the space, and will still get clean. Ooooo, it is a science I tell ya.

But when it's not me who does the dishes I'll find cups spaced out, maybe a bowl thrown in here and there, or a baby bottle laying around. No rhyme or reason to the degree of difficulty and time it should take to property load. I mean, C'MON!

What really grates my cheese is when I open the dishwasher and find that we basically just steam cleaned all of the little pegs inside, oh, and 3 dishes.

BUT, then again, the amount of times I actually do the dishes is so few and far between that I should just put those 3 clean spoons away and smile.

Oh, and if you buy your detergent from Costco, do NOT buy their "green" liquid detergent. I scrubbed our dishes and they still ended up dirty after they came out of a cycle. Yikes. When I returned it and told the lady it didn't even polish them, she just laughed. Basically every bottle they sold was returned.

So moral of the story, I'll just continue my run of staying out of the kitchen (for cleaning AND cooking) and put a smile on my face as I take a knife to our granulated detergent that is now one large chunk (just so I can say I helped a little).

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