Happenings & Mishappenings

There have been loads of changes going on at our household. That's the explanation I have for not blogging more anyways.

Our sweet little Bubbie, who is now four years old, has learned to write his name. I am thrilled, except for the fact that he has labeled the house. Each step leading to our upper level has been graffitied with his name as well as his bunk beds, dresser, and wall. To welcome his friends to his room, he even included a "mat" so they would know they were in the correct place. Unfortunately, he chose a permanent marker as the weapon of mass destruction. I've researched, googled, and basically tried everything to remove it. It has become lighter, but that's about it. I love going to web-sites only to see..."that's why they call it permanent." Really... He did survive the consequences. And yes, his future wife will see it someday.

I can report that Big E has been doing a great job in underwear. Hallelujah!! There is hope! He's been very proud of himself! And I am so proud of him, too! Still likes to push buttons...real ones and mine.

Holy Man...could care less about potty training. All this kid wants to do is play UNO and identify letters and their sounds. No kidding, the first thing out of his mouth each morning is, "Mommy, play UNO game?" He knows every letter and their sound. He even tried to write some of them during school the other day. I'm going to work on spending more time with him and maybe he'll be reading soon....in diapers, of course.

Our little Podderific is growing up. :( She lost her first tooth on Saturday. She was trilled! We were happy for her. We had made a tooth pillow a few days earlier and she was so excited to get to use it. She's a big girl now!

I have more stories to tell, but after looking at that last picture of Pods, I'm going to do the same.

Nighty Night!

My New Year's Addictions

So, instead of making resolutions this year, I have opted for addictions. They seem to be a lot more fun, anyways. I've never really been addicted to anything, so this is a whole new territory.

Flair. Who would've ever thought tiny little "buttons" would be so addictive! There's cute ones, symbolic ones, and ones that make me laugh out loud. I think they are such a fun way to showcase your personality on Facebook. These are a few that I have..

The Bachelor has also found it's place amongst my latest endeavors. I've never been a fan because I'm not one to enjoy watching people make out over and over on TV. However, the latest bachelor is from my town and went to high school with several of my girlfriends. Yes, I have asked them, "How on earth did you ever pass him up???" He also seems to be a "gentleman" compared to the previous men. I have to tune into Jake every Monday night just to see the drama unfold. Rumor has it around here that he ends up with no one. We'll just have to wait and see...

Can't wait to see what other addictions this new year holds.....

Pricey Pedi

I had a gift certificate to get a manicure and pedicure. Well, it had actually expired a week prior, but thanks to a conversation with my husband, I was actually going to get to use it. I decided that since my fingers and toes were going to look pretty, I should try to make the rest of me match...just for the day. So, I waxed my eyebrows, shaved my legs, did my hair, and make-up...all that vain stuff. I left the house with just a tad more self-confidence.

Forward to the beauty treatment. I'm sitting in the chair while a lady works on my fingers and a guy is working on my toes. The lady starts telling me that I have beautiful nails. What? I think I've had this nail polish on since Halloween and my cuticles were peeling off like my boys on their big wheels. Anyways, she goes on to tell me that a French manicure would look beautiful and make my nails look longer. Since I was having a vain moment, I said, "sure." Next thing I know, she's staring at my eyebrows. She said, "You need eyebrow wax. Your brow all messy. I clean them up for you." Seriously?? I had just fixed them! Within five minutes, the guy asked me if I wanted to have my heels scrubbed for an extra $5.00. Isn't that part of a pedicure? After finally catching on to this little game, I told the lady I wanted regular paint on my nails. She goes, "Fine. Whatever you want."

That was my relaxing get-a-way for the day. I do have pretty nails now. :)