Monday's Musings

This is my new coat. A total SCORE at Goodwill. It's an Ann Taylor coat, which at retail goes for about $200. I scored mine for $25. It's perfect for spring and rain...both of which I can't wait to get here. No need to see my face.....it was pretty frightening after getting up at 5:30 to go work out (my new goal) and without make up. I will spare you the yelp.
This is not even the half of it. I did a little test this week to see if I could wait an entire week without doing a load of laundry to see how many loads would accumulate within the week. The answer my friends is about 8. I am still confused as to how four people could create such massive amounts of laundry. I am also realizing, having posted this photo, that my bra is hanging out of the side. Awesome. It's an A cup, just in case you were wondering. Baby boobs.

Now that that is out in the open......on to our next subject.
He's cute. He's covered in snot....and chocolate milk...and is still in his pj's. He also carries around his "mush-er" which means measure. I labeled this photo just in case you were confused as to the slimy substance running down his face or the brownish goop around his mouth. Both of which are non toxic.
This is what happens when you do art all day (I washed my hands, I promise) It becomes you. It also is all over my house. On my sinks...my pants...my face...hair...floors....and children.

Very excited that my husband is taking the Perspectives class at our church. Tonight our good friend is speaking (Doug Schillinger) and there are tons of other amazing speakers. He has come home pumped about what he is learning. I'll get to take it next time and he will get to stay home with the yahoos!

I am also getting ready for the art night and wine tasting at Just Jill's Espresso 134 in Lisbon on Saturday. I think we're going to have a wonderful turn out, hopefully I can get rid of some windows! I'm pumped.

Friday Five

It's Friday baby. I do believe that we've been over this before, but days don't really matter when you are a stay at home goddess...er, I mean mother. Days REALLY don't matter when you are the wife of a coach who is gone most every weekend. They just sort of blend and mush together like play dough.....*sigh*

Okay, enough whining. On to more pressing matters. I've been on a list kick lately. That's the way my brain functions sometimes. My brother usually makes fun of me for stupid things like this, but I do a Friday Five on my art blog and decided to do one here, only a little different.

Top Five reasons why I love my husband. Although there are many more, I'm going to stick with five.

1. He is the worlds greatest father and loves his kids so much.

2. He keeps on getting better looking every day. He may think his grey hair is awful, but I find it sexy.

3. He keeps me under control. I tend to be a tad on the strong willed side, he keeps me reigned in.

4. He loves the Lord.

5. He makes the best eggs and pancakes. No, really.

So there you have it. Happy Friday.

Booty.

Today Baylor came running into the kitchen and was SOOOOOO excited at the fact that pirates call treasure booty.

Thrilled. He was thrilled.

He is so my son.

Baby in a basket

Just wanted to brag about my new shoes. Thank you Lands End! $11 for my new spring shoes. I was going to get pink, but brown seemed more sensible.
I went upstairs to see if Brody had fallen asleep after an hour of screaming. He indeed had......in the clothes basket. So cute!

Truthful Tuesday

Ten truths for Tuesday. Here's to living a truly transparent (whether you like it or not) life.

1. Last week in Target, I had a coffee and set my cup down on a shelf to tie my shoe and "forgot" to pick the cup back up again. I really feel bad about it. No...really, I do.

2. Sometimes I get bitter at my husband (in a loving wife sort of way) because he gets to 1. leave the house without children 2. Engage in adult conversation 3. Pee without someone attached to his leg and 4. Actually sit down for lunch and eat it slowly.

3. I have this fascination with the 50's. I wish I could get away with bright red lipstick and a cute little 50's style dress. My dream car is a 1954 Ford truck.

4. I sometimes feel guilty for thinking that two children is perfect (at least for right now)

5. I sneak into the boys' room after they are sleeping and make sure they're clothed and diapered, but I also just look at how peaceful they are and I pray for their future wives.

6. Wore the same jeans three days in a row last week.

7. Need to take six credit hours in order to keep my teaching licence this year, but haven't signed up for any classes. Eeek!

8. I check myself out in the mirror or any reflective surface for that matter.

9. I dance with the boys in the kitchen to music, even when I know the neighbors can see us.

10. I can't imagine any greater job that being a mom. I love it.

Super Beagle

Okay, not so super sometimes but still pretty cute. I feel quite sorry for our two beagles Macey and Chloe. When we first got them, we treated them like children. They slept with us, we walked them all the time and we'd snuggle with them constantly. Now they are often pushed aside while we care for the real children. I love my dogs dearly and could never part with them, even though we have toyed with the idea of finding them homes in which people would love them more. It's not that we don't love them, we just can't give them all the attention sometimes that they deserve. I would miss them terribly but I wouldn't miss the excessive dog hair that I feel like I'm cleaning up constantly and the howling. Not to mention the chewed on toys followed by lots of tears. I try to spend some time snuggling with them each day just like the kiddos but it often doesn't happen. They have a love hate relationship with each other too. One minute Macey is licking out Chloe's ear and the next she has her in a death grip with teeth snarling. They each have their own personalities too. Chloe is the super cool very laid back one but still likes a good fight and Macey is uh.....not the sharpest crayon in the box but very cute. They say that beagles are the hardest to train because they are the most stubborn. Hmmm sounds like my children too! As obnoxious as they can sometimes be, they are still a part of our family and we love them....okay, me and the kids love them the jury is still out on Lonnie.

Whatever works

Wish I could get as excited as they do about vacuuming!

Looks like we have found a new chore for the boys :)

Turning over a new leaf in discipline and got a good pep talk from a friend who has been through the struggles of raising two most wonderfully strong willed but sweet boys. She even came over last night in sub zero temps when I was in my PJ's and had no makeup on (I warned her not to be frightened) offering to bring cookies. What a woman. My goals are consistency and to not let Baylor have too many freedoms. He is a very strong willed child and is pushing his limits by walking all over me. I'm the boss and his behavior will not be tolerated. This is what they call tough love isn't it?

Happy weekend, enjoy the sun (even if isn't not shining where you are!)