Loves of My Life

Here, again for your viewing pleasure, are 3 of the loves of my life being filmed by the 4th.

Quest of the ... Month? And a Thanks!

So I have VERY little cabinet space in my new house. I neeeeed something more. I want something similar to this

...only not quite so utilitarian and boring. And of course, it can't be expensive.

Expensive being defined as over $150.

Any ideas?

While I feed Tiny, I love to read. (if the other ruggers let me) Lately I have been fueling my 'Twilight' obsession by reading a book given to me by my sister Liss and brother-in-law Matt for Christmas.

It's the 'Twilight Movie Companion.' Yep. I'm a geek. And I love it. THANK YOU, Liss and Matt. :)

Ties No More

Why is it that people assume some women are pregger?

I personally don't think I look pregnant. And I'm not writing this post so people will tell me the same thing.

What I'm complaining about is like I said above...assumptions.

Let me 'splain:

On Sunday I wore one of my favorite shirts to church. Before church I thought (and told Ian) that I should cut the ties off of it, as they serve no purpose and make it look like a maternity shirt. But I didn't.

I met a couple of new people at church, and one of the ladies I met asked about my kids. I told her I had three boys. Roo was with me and Ethan was nearby. Isaac was with Ian across the room.

Conversation went like this:

"Yes, I have three boys. Lucas here is 2, and Ethan right there is 4."

"Oh and the one on the way is another boy?"

"No, my youngest is 3 months old and is with my husband over there." And I pointed to Ian, as I mentally made a note to buy some Spanx ASAP.

"Ohhh...he's only 3 months old." As she glances at my tummy and says it in a voice of comprehension.

Like I said...why assume? Sure, I'm not in perfect shape, but honestly? I would never act like I knew someone was pregnant unless they told me.

Even if they're wearing what might be a maternity shirt, or not. Even if it's blatantly obvious. You know what they say about assuming.

So someone pass me the scissors. And a Nutty Bar.

Work it, Sugar! On de Moose!

First off, I have to admit that I ganked this first video from a friend of my cousin's blog.

She had it there and I just thought it was too funny to pass up.

So, do it to it!



And this is just for fun.

The Swedish Chef is my favorite Muppet.

On de moose!

Awarded!

I'm funny!

Or at least someone besides me thinks I am. :)

Thanks, Chrystina!

So it works like this:

1. Put the logo on your blog or post.

2. Nominate at least 10 blogs which show great Attitude and/or Gratitude!

3. Be sure to link to your nominees within your post.

4. Let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blog.

Now you don't have to do it if you don't want to, but it's fun! :)

I'm going to nominate:

Kim -- http://randomramblingsfromamotherof5.blogspot.com/

Shelice -- http://garyandshelicemurphy.blogspot.com/
Emily -- http://emnrj.blogspot.com/
Angie -- http://thelinesfam.blogspot.com/
Nikki -- http://kevinandnicki.blogspot.com/

Lisa -- http://johnsonfamilywebsite.blogspot.com/

Laura -- http://ljrockwell.blogspot.com/

Aubri -- http://oursimplelittlethings.blogspot.com/

Staci -- http://icatsearalsmada.blogspot.com/

Myra/Jen -- http://milaellie.blogspot.com/

Now go forth and read and award. :)

You Make Bathtime So Much Fun!

My little Isaac-Man!

He looooooves baths.

I loooooove his chubby legs. :)

Things I Thought I'd Never Say

1. Please get off your brother's stomach. I doubt he really does like you bouncing on it.
2. *while looking at a red pepper which child hates* Must be a piece of carrot.
3. Please leave that penis alone, it is not yours.
4. No more fire breathing at the table.
5. Can you please not slice me?
6. No, that's mud, not poop.
7. I am going to find some gypsies and SELL you to them. They will make you pick up cow poo. And then during a bout of misbehaving some days later: GYPSIES!!

I love having children.