Stinkerbell....up close and personal

I don't take many pictures during the winter. Mainly because I really dislike indoor pictures. Unless the photographer is MUCH better than me. Another reason is that their is usually snotty noses in the winter. You don't notice it until you get an adorable picture with glistening snot somewhere on the little ones face. Yesterday it warmed up a little and we actually got to play outside. I took a few good picture of Stinkerbell (no snot...woohoo). Which I always love because she is hard to photograph. This one is my favorite.

Wordless Wednesday

Cousins

Home Sweet Home

It's good to be home. We're finally back after a week and a half out of town visiting family. I'll post more later. I just wanted everyone to know I'm still alive!

Wordless Wednesday

Today

Today we went over to Saloma's house. Of course the kids had a blast. Woodstock says Flossy and ChooChoo are his best friends. I took a few pictures of the kids playing. The best part was helping Saloma start her new blog. I'm excited. She is really into reading blogs. I have been telling her that she needed to start blogging. Her and her husband were raised Amish. They left the Amish community about 8 years ago. They now have 3 adorable kids that she is homeschooling. Who wouldn't want to read about their life? I'm sure it's not as wild and crazy as ours but.....few can be.
Stinkerbell and Flossy coloring

BFF

Random Things

Did anyone watch 20/20 last night? Oh my goodness! It was the craziest stuff I've ever seen. It was called extreme parenthood. If you didn't see it then you need to look it up. I'm sure it's on the web somewhere. The first thing was about orgasms during childbirth. That's right people, I said orgasm. These women didn't have pain during their childbirth. It was one big orgasm. Anyone who has kids is probably in shock right now reading this. I sure was watching it. Then there are these babies called Reborn Babies. This woman makes them in Florida and they go for upward of a thousand dollars a piece. They are sooooo life like it's freaky. There are these people that are really into these dolls. They take them to stores and buy them clothes. When they are out everyone thinks they are real. This one lady even has birthday parties for her dolls and invites other kids. They have nurseries and wear diapers. Very odd. There was also a story about surrogates. This one woman has had 12 kids for other people in 13 years. Or maybe it was 11 kids in 12 years. I don't remember and my computer is slow. I don't feel like looking it up. Either way, you get the idea. The last story was about breastfeeding. Let my preface this with I know breastfeeding is a sensitive subject for moms. I'm sure I will offend people but oh well. I don't think there is some kind of magic age to stop nursing. However, I would personally stop breastfeeding a child who is old enough to ask in sentence form that they want to nurse. I do feel it is completely everyone's own choice and that's the way it should be. With all that being said. There were woman on last nights show who were nursing.......prepare yourself........here it comes.........nine year olds.
Last thought for the day. I just read that John Travolta's 16 year old son just died. That is very sad. They were in the Bahamas. Which is where Anna Nicole Smith was when her son died. I think that's where she died too. I don't think we will be vacationing in the Bahamas anytime soon.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

My goal last year was to read the Bible through in a year. As I have mentioned before, I am a couple of months behind on this but I will be finishing. It might take 14 months rather than 12. I'm still proud of myself for doing it. Accomplishing a goal is always fun. There are a few goals that I have every year. That would be eat healthier and exercise. Once again those will make it on my goals for 2009. One day I'll accomplish it! Here's the 2009 list.

1. Eat healthier/exercise
2. Turn the t.v. off more
3. Pay off credit card debt
4. Be simple

My #4 goal has been something I started striving for a couple of months ago. It really should help in all areas. People say it all the time but we have soooo much stuff here in the great 'Ole USA. Even the poorest have a lot. That stuff just takes up money, space, and a lot of time. I've really embraced my new attitude and find it exciting. The hubby hasn't gotten on board completely. He said it sounds good to him....except for his stuff and the stuff he wants. Oh well. I do the vast majority of spending anyway. It's not just about buying less. It's about being happy with less....which is still alot.

My Birthday and Satan Medicine

Yesterday was my birthday. I am the big 27! I'm not sure why everyone always says "the big" in front of their age. I had the best birthday I've had in a while. I always love birthday's. But the older you get the less exciting they are. Last year everyone forgot my birthday. My hubby and my two older brother's were the only one's who remembered. I can't hold it against one person for not remembering because I'm bad at remembering people's birthdays. It's just sad when everyone forgets at one time. This year everyone remembered. I had a bunch of calls and messages. The best part was when I woke up. Woodstock and I had been talking about my birthday the day before. He was very excited and went to the store with the hubby to buy everything to make me a cake. Tuesday I woke up to Woodstock smiling and rubbing my cheek. I opened my eyes and he said, "happy birthday mommy! I love you soo much". It melted my heart. He knew it too because the next question was, could he have chocolate milk and M&M's for breakfast. And I let him too. It was my birthday, don't judge me. Normally being woke up like this would be sweet but it was extra sweet on this day. Woodstock has had one sickness after another for about a month. Which means pretty whiny. Plus it's winter and being couped up a lot doesn't help. However things had just been getting worse. Woodstock is not the best behaved child but he's pretty good. He is most definitely always super sweet. The main things he gets in trouble for is getting into/climbing things and being too anal. He gets really upset when his sister doesn't do things just the way he thinks they should be done or she messes his things up. For example he'll organize all the toys and she'll come in and heaven forbid get something to play with. Anyway, for like a week he went beyond whining to yelling at me when he wanted something and constantly crying or screaming about something. The hubby thought it was a phase. Which scared me! I had just told my mom a couple of days ago I was really beginning to question my parenting skills. He was that bad. Everything changed on my birthday. He woke up happy and sweet and was pretty much that way all day. I thought it was just a special birthday gift from God. Then last night I got a call from a friend of mine who has a child the same age. She said they just put her son on a steroid and told me the doctor warned her they might make her child a little evil. Woodstock had been on that same steroid for a week and ended it the day before my birthday. Who knew a medicine could bring out Satan in your child. This might be common knowledge to everyone else. But if you're like me and had no idea, just remember this when you give your child a steroid. Today he's still happy, sweet, and behaving. It must of been the medicine. Dear God I pray it was the medicine!

Christmas Pictures