Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Betty Barf-up

Early the other morning Elsa wanted to swing.
Rather than finding shoes, socks, sweatshirts, coats, mittens, hats.........
My mind raced for an alternative....
hmmm....a swing without the park....
out pops the good ol' jenny-jump-up!!!

It was magic!! Happy Day!!!

Fasty Forward to later that night.
Mr. Milo needed some one on one mama time
and Elsa was beggin for the "swing."

I gave in and made everybody happy.
After Milo beat me at a looong game of Toy Story Memory,
(I wish I could say that I let him win)
I took Elsa out of the jumper.
She seemed thirsty...
swallowing in a strange way.
But when I held up the cup for water 
she shoved my hand away and did
what anyone sane would do after 
an eternally long winding and unwinding episode...
she hurled.

Live and learn...right?
So now we set the timer.
and now she doesn't seem to spin around as much.
And Jenny Jump-up has a new name...
Betty Barf-up
and I am going for mom of the year.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

I am an addict.

They say the first step in recovery is admitting you have a problem.


It is this website......

I. cannot. stay. away.

It is my mostest favorite website on earth.

Who can resist looking at rooms like this:

(look at more black and white stripes HERE)  


Or links to DIY's like this:

(wanna make it?? look HERE)

Don't this make ya wanna have another baby????

Just to decorate like this...

(check it out HERE)

and I loooove the before and after shots....




Bookmark it baby.
Apartment Therapy Rocks.


Friday, March 9, 2012

blame it on the moon....

Did you see the moon last night??? 

My hubby called us outside 
to watch it rise...


Things have been a  tad bit busy  
complete chaos.

It got so hectic that both the 
vacuum and dish washer 
went on strike.

Don't think they could take it anymore.

We had a week of puny babies.

Poor tots had fevers 
and just hung around.
my. neck.

I almost lost what little mind 
sloshes around in this pea brain.

A.D.D. doesn't sit well.

Regardless of my inabilities 
as their mother, 
the kiddos survived...
or at least I 

Do they look traumatized???