29 December 2009

Baby for Sale


Limited time only! Call in the next five minutes, and I'll throw in a 3-year old absolutely FREE!

Ohhh, how being a mom is annoying today...I won't bore you with the details. Just take my word for it.

Reunited...

And it feels so good!

I FOUND MY RING! You can all stop praying now. It was balled up in a pair of nylons in my sock drawer. What the...!?!? My "theory" is that my ring was in a responsible spot on top of my dresser and I threw my nylons on top of them last Sunday after church. I grabbed them to put them away, and they were lovingly tucked inside the wad-o-nylon.

I had searched behind and under and in EVERY piece of furniture, searched through 4 bags of nasty garbage, every drawer (even said sock drawer - obviously not well enough), under the stove and fridge, in the vents, in Warren's toy buckets (kid has way too many toys), EVERYWHERE. I really thought it was gone forever. I even found my CZ replacement ring online. It was huge, I'm ever-so-slightly sad I won't get it.

I also left my wallet at Walmart on Christmas Eve. Didn't realize it until the 26th. So my wedding ring and my wallet (the TWO things I'm not suppose to lose - besides the kids) were lost simultaneously. Taylor probably could have gone ballistic on me. He kept his cool, though. Thanks, Tay. At least I never totaled a car by rolling it down a hill that could have potentially killed people. ;)

And I did get my wallet back, too.

28 December 2009

Christmas Eve





Don't worry, mom...they wore socks to bed.

21 December 2009

Celebration

Yesterday was our 6 year anniversary! I spent it tearing the house apart looking for my wedding ring. Still haven't found it. Way to celebrate, eh?

20 December 2009

Naughty...

He'd better hope none of Santa's elves were looking when he did all this...

Eating the chocolates I bought for his preschool teachers (behind the chair with the door closed)

Sneaking treats off the gingerbread house

Opening presents before Christmas. I told him he had to give it away to another kid who didn't have any presents. He didn't like that too much, but he knew he was wrong and didn't make a big stink about it. (Good thing it was a $5 game and not something cooler, or I might have had a hard time following through with my threat!)

Nice







09 December 2009

PIGGIES!


She sat perfectly still while I did these, too. Love her!

08 December 2009

Dear Santa,

I want a Fabulous Hudson Hornet for Christmas. I share and play and feel and touch and do "nice list" things. I listen to Mrs. Gall and Miss Taryn (preschool teachers) and Camille and Mom and Dad and follow directions. I'm nice to my sister and be gentle. Cami is a good girl and does "nice list" things like me. I look at things and not touch things. I say thank you. I'm nice when I'm painting. We hear things with our ears like animals roar real loud. I think Santa wants to watch TV with me - the blue Toy Story. I want a cool new little bean bag, a big big Mater, a big big Lightning, a big big big Fillmore and Sarge, more more trains, and a big Sally.

Thank you, Santa! Love,
Warren

**A little prodding now and then, but these are his words. I hope that's obvious :) I kept asking him if he was on the naughty or nice list. He'd say nice list, and then I'd ask what kinds of things he did to get on that list. "I do nice list things". Oh, duh.

Yogurt Tubes


Cami LOVED her yogurt tube today. She yelled at me when it was all gone (I only gave her 1/4 of one). She was chowing on the floor and Warren decided to join her. Cute.



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Side note - doesn't Warren's hair look like Lloyd's from Dumb and Dumber!? Maybe it's best if I comb it from now on. Try to swoop it to the side a little, or something!

07 December 2009

Job Chart




Warren's had a job chart for a few weeks now, and it's a hit. He gets a dollar if he gets 30 happy faces (he calls them chixos...?). I can get him to share and eat his dinner -our biggest problems- by reminding him of his dollar. Awesome.

Cami Cakes

Man, she is so much fun. She crawls all over us and the house, but luckily has always been caught before trouble strikes. She spits at you instead of trying to talk. She keeps her bows in her hair. She laughs at her brother while he man-handles her. She's a mama's girl and has started cuddling me in 3 second intervals (I'll TAKE it!). She stands up in her crib. She fights sleep for a good minute and then gives it up after I put her down. She likes to fall back asleep laying across my stomach (like a belt) when she wakes up in the middle of the night and is in our bed. She smiles at everyone. She likes other babies. She likes food - all of it - as much as she can get. She can pick up puffs and put them in her own mouth. She likes music. She likes phones. She likes toys. She likes to be upside-down. She does not like loud noises or yelling. She hates having her face wiped and cries and cries if you try to get a boogie. She's the bomb.She's into this Popeye look lately.

Sweet and warm at Zoolights


Daddy loves to cuddle you to sleep. You let him sometimes.

My favorite. I don't even know what this face could mean. It's just funny.