The Inspirational Hat: Quotes for Girls

I get it. I get it. Beyoncé makes millions and wouldn’t waste 1 hour of her time dealing with IT support or paying her phone bill online, but I love this. I love this very much. You can pre-order this mug on this Etsy shop.

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Thank You, Weekend.

Whoever said we should work five days and only get two days off was crazy! I vote for three-day weekends, all of the time. Whose with me? The weekends are just so good to us. Birthday parties yesterday and we built our own bird house (more on that). Oh, yesterday Colton took a nap from 1pm – 5pm. Wahoo. Saturday, success. Here’s what we’ve been up to so far today.

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Signs of summer.

my grandmas coffee cakePolished off a My Grandma’s Coffee Cake

homemade birdhouse Made a birdhouse with dad.

cookie butter at trader joesStruck gold at Trader Joe’s.

kelsey grocery shoppingBought flowers for Nanni.

our kids in the sandboxRode our bikes to the park. Got super dirty before lunch.

Little Mr. Silly Guy

Colton, you are the funniest person I know. You make me laugh in the most unexpected ways. Like this afternoon. You and I were hanging out while Dad and your sister went out to lunch. It was your nap time, but you refused to go upstairs and into your room. Instead, you wanted to play outside.

What was so ironic about this entire hour was the fact that you grabbed a patio chair cushion and carried it around, then set it down, then laid on top of it and pretended to sleep. You did this over and over, many times, taking your pillow to different parts of the patio. I sat there, watching you, laughing.

You do the funniest things. You know it too. Because you kept looking my way, giving me a little smerk. You know what you’re up to, don’t you kiddo? You just love giving mom a run for her money. I love that about you. Don’t ever lose your sense of humor or adventure. And don’t ever stop making the girls laugh – it’s like food for our soul.

Love you forever and always,

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Watching Imaginations Soar

When you get four kids under the age of 4 into a room, just watch their imaginations soar! It’s the best thing. The older kids make the rules, the younger ones disobey them. The parents kick back and watch their imaginations go.

Last night, we were at my sister-in-law’s house for dinner. She made this amazing lasagna (via The Pioneer Woman Cooks) and we played outside. The kids were making me laugh. They grabbed squirt guns and were shooting the bad guys (“Mom, you can be a bad guy-girl, okay?” – Kelsey would say).

I could take photos of these kids all day. Not sure they would like it, but I sure would. Having cousins is a blessing, having cousins around the same age that live so close to us – well, that’s being beyond blessed.

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Do you see the little photo bomber in the corner?

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This is my favorite picture! Look at that aim. That focus!

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Siblings at Play

They are at that stage where they are starting to play with each other – and Ryan and I think it’s the coolest thing. You can probably guess what happens next in this scenario – Colton wants to walk up the slide, but his sister is blocking his way. First he tackles her. Then she tackles him. Then he cries. She moves over. And finally he gets his way. It was pretty funny to watch.

Just for the record, he was just fine. He’s incredibly tough – more so than she was at this age, and his tears were not because he was hurt – but because he didn’t get his way right away. Such is life when you’re a baby.

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Things strangers say when you’re pregnant

I’m not pregnant now. But, I was. Twice. I gained a lot of weight (50 lbs with my daughter, 40 lbs with my son). That was fun. I was sick for 16 weeks with Kelsey and 21 weeks with Colton. I looked like a house and felt miserable.

I was hopeful strangers would spare me the obvious – and instead of make comments, just let me pass by in peace. Here are some of my favorite things strangers said to me. And yes, these were all said. Promise.

Is this your first one?

That’s not too harmful. But it was my first one. And 9 times out of 10 the question that follows is: Do you know if it’s a boy or girl? At that point the conversation ends. It’s unusual because I just told a stranger the sex of my first unborn child (see: personal) and then I just walk away, never to speak to this person again.

When are you due?

This is always weird. This happened at the deli counter while I was buying meat. I told the guy that I was due in February (it was October) to which he proceeded with:

Are you sure it’s not twins?

Translation: You really have 4 more months to go lady. Here, double up on the meat. You need it. I find this comment totally insulting and no offense guys, but I got this comment with each pregnancy and each time it was a man who asked it.

They are easier in than out.

This is true. Oh, so true. But when you’re pregnant you want nothing more than to get that baby out because you can’t eat, sleep, breath! The baby literally takes over and your left walking around like a beached whale to which strangers remind you of every chance they get. See the question above.

Who’s your doctor?

Really, lady? I got this question from a lady who was walking next to me in the parking lot of PetSmart. I was buying dog food and she kindly helped me lift the bag into my car. Then, turned to me and asked. Who’s your doctor? Excuse me? Yes, I have a great doctor in Scottsdale if you’re interested. This was the weirdest comment yet because – while nice of her to offer – I’m pretty sure by 7 months along I have picked out a Gynecologist.

How long have you been married?

Then they start doing math in their heads. I sit in silence for a second, then jump in … we got pregnant a year after we were married. Ohhh … they said. Then, they smile. As if I have their stamp of approval. I got this question twice. Both times from other women.

Were you trying?

Was I trying to ….? Oh, have a baby. Yes, yes my husband and I were trying to have a baby. This was a planned pregnancy. Thank you for asking, person I don’t know.

Are you going to have a natural birth?

It’s other moms who ask this. Other moms who want to tell you about their labor story and their plans. It wouldn’t be terrible to ask, ya know – mom to mom – only, I wish I knew the person. But stranger moms asked this and I vowed never, never, never to ask someone this. I don’t care how many minutes ago we met.

How are you feeling?

This one I liked. Finally … someone who actually cares about how I’m feeling. Cares that I have shooting pains down my leg at night. Cares that I have been on Zofran for 21 weeks so I don’t vomit at work. Cares that I can’t fit into my seat at the movie theater. I could have hugged this person.

In summary …

If you find yourself in public staring at a pregnant woman, and you just can’t resist the urge to say something all you need to do is say this one simple thing:


Then, swiftly walk away and leave her and her hormones alone. xo

We’re going and you’re going to have fun!

Ryan and I decided, enough is enough. This travel schedule is a bit hectic and his job is working him to the bone, so last week we dropped everything and dedicated the entire* weekend to family time. One of the things we did was the zoo. And while Colton looks miserable and Kelsey was mad at us for forgetting her hat, we did have fun.

*I’m going to asterisk this because that was the intent. Then his boss called at 1pm on Sunday and demanded a report be on his desk by 7am, Monday. So really we had the entire morning. But that’s still pretty good.

the zoo the zoo  the zoo It was this guys nap time so he slept most of the time. He went to bed in the car and woke up staring at a monkey at the zoo. I would be confused too. Oh, and don’t mind his jeans. I can’t get them buttoned! He has the same issues that I do. Nothing fits.

the zoo the zoo They look so excited to be there, wouldn’t you agree? He’s about to pass out. She’s still mad at me from earlier in the day. Ahhh … just another relaxing Sunday with an infant and a toddler.

The Parenting Hat: Girls will be Girls

It’s something else having one of each. Colton is only 8 months old and already I can see the difference between boys and girls just by the way they play with toys.

Kelsey would analyze a baby toy. Hold it tight, and really try to figure out how it works. Same toy. And Colton eats it. Throws it across the room. And bangs it against another toy. It’s cool having one of each and being able to celebrate their differences.

But, don’t count Kelsey out just yet. She can climb a tree just as easy as the boys can. And she can do it in a dress! She’s more of a risk taker than her mom and I love that about her.

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mom blog *Don’t worry. I was hovering down below just in case she fell. My husband doesn’t call me “helicopter mom” for nothing (although, when he starts making propeller noises around me, that gets kind of annoying). She’s my first-born. I’m totally allowed to hover.