Love/Hate

I LOVE waking up to the sound of rain but I HATE that I woke up because my darling Makayla was sitting in her bed saying "mom" over and over and o v e r again at 6 am on a Saturday.

On a happy note we are house hunting today! I'm so excited and so tired of this rental we are in. Wish us luck!

This Stud Muffin turned 2

I can't believe he is two already. He is a tornado in toddler form but still quite lovable. I decided to do absolutely nothing for him. It was either because I'm the world's best mother or because I am too tired from cooking this bun in my oven. So off to Peter Pipper Pizza we went.


Getting in the car. He loves his Leah.



His bum was glued to the carousel the entire time. He loved it.



He was so excited about his new truck he insisted on riding it before we could take it out of the box.



I did manage to make cupcakes. However the singing of Happy Birthday didn't go very well. Everytime I would light his candle to start singing he blew it out as quickly as he could. The kids thought it was hilarious, I got quite irritated but oh well.



And we ended the day with a round of basketball on his new basketball hoop. He us such a cheater but a cute one at that.

Happy Birthday big guy!!!

When Evan is awake someone is going to get hurt

My poor Leah. Evan threw his sippy cup at her head and this bump appeared in the 5 seconds it took to get her some ice.

3 reasons why I'm going gray

Reason 1:



Leah. She is my teenager stuck in a six year olds body. He highlights include always saying I'm bored, being stuck to my hip begging to go to the park or shopping or back to Albuquerque, and constantly wiggling her first loose tooth.

Reason 2:



Makayla, the Diva. I was never a yeller until she came along. Her highlights include screaming, crying, hitting her brother for everything and anything, refusal to listen to anyone and being an all around Diva.

Reason 3:



Evan. He is all go all the time. He is that kid. You know, the one that if you're not watching him every second of every day then he is breaking something. His highlights include beating back on his sister when she hits him, pulling the cats tail, refusing to go potty in the toilet when I want him to, and recently breaking my mother-in-laws kitchen window trying to get outside.

This is the first day that we've been home for spring break. I've heard nothing but screaming, slapping, and crying ALL DAY! 13 more days until Leah goes back to school. 13 more days...

That's dewicious!

When I'm watching:


When I turn my back:


Yep. That's the same kid with the same cupcake. He kept saying "mommy that's dewicious" but it was hard to understand while he was stuffing his face. I'd compare him to a pig but that would be insulting the pig.

He cracks me up

At least I know he has a future as a plumber.

Sew...

We are blanket people. I don't know what it is about snuggling under a comfy blanket it just makes us happy. Even my kids have to have their blankets to sleep at night. Well Leah is 6 and a half now (as she says) and she has finally outgrown her baby blanket. I'm impressed that it has made it this long. I've braved an outing to JoAnns with all three kids in tow and the hour and a half search for the perfect fabric (note to self: never let your child pick out their own fabric ever again! It's like pulling teeth). She has picked the design now all that's left is the actual sewing. I wonder how long it's going to take me to actually sew this thing. Wish me luck!