Monday

Words are escaping me right now. My heart is heavy.

Monday usually marks another blogisode of NOT ME! Monday but you see, my friends, Jennifer {creator of NOT ME} is having an awful time right now. Stellan has taken a turn for the worse. Please head on over to her blog and read about dear Stellan. If you have Twitter follow MckMama as she updates quite frequently about his status. To the left of her blog you can also read her Twitter updates.

PLEASE be in constant prayer today. Pray for wisdome for his doctors, strength for his mom, comfort for Stellan. Whatever you pray for...just PRAY!

Potty Break

Whew.

It's been a rather long day.

Last night before bed Bear decided that it was time to party potty.

I may have been better prepared for the party.

But we partied pottied anyways.

I mean who am I to stop nature, or the urination of a 28 month old.

Sometime in the evening hours Bear told me that he wanted to take his diaper off.

Diaper came off.

It all began with this statement,

"I go pee."

"That's fantastic, son. Now lay down so Mommy can change your diaper."

"NO, I GO PEE!"

Okay okay.

Enter the POTTY!

I must give credit where credit is due...Elmo {and your potty time DVD}, you've been a great help. {but please come out with the poop edition soon!}

Bear pottied two and a half {yes, half} times last night before getting bored and going to bed.

It went better than anyone could have expected the first night.

Game on this morning. He ripped that diaper off and ran to the potty.

Which is in the living room.

Which is also soon going to bite me in the butt. {pun intended.} I have a feeling he may forever think the potty is in the living room. Poor guy will be devastated to find out that it's really not.

The floor only got flooded once today. With pee.

Yep, you guessed it. He pooped on the floor.

I know what your thinking..."did your kid not have any undies on?" That answer to that my friends is a big-fat-NO!

Why...well I figured it would be easier to potty learn without them. Simple as that.

This plan may also backfire on me. Like when he's four and thinks he can run around naked...then pee in the living room.

Back to the poop.

{I'm thinking that my blog should have some sort of disclaimer. I mean, after all, I do have two boys, a husband and let's face it...bodily functions make me giggle a little}

Both the bears were quiet. Laying on the rug in the kitchen and playing with cars.

Bear walks into the carpeted living, by way of the carpeted middle room, with something mushed between his toes.

Couldn't be melted chocolate. I ate that the night before while all through the house not a creature was stirring. Yea, I'm just gross like that.

After a full quick investigation I knew exactly what it was. Really, I knew what it was all along but was hoping he had somehow found some left over chocolate. Hey, a potty training mom can dream, right?

There it was. In all it's glory. Here, there, over there, some more over here...

Faith, Hope & Lullabies

This CD literally grabbed me the other day. Not joking here people. I rushed in to grab some of those blasted puffs for the bears and as I was turning the corner {and dodging someone I knew} the hanging strip doo dadd caught me. Not only was I busted by said person spotting me I was also busted and STUCK! Way to go!

I digress...back to the story.

Apparently God was trying to tell me something when this happened. One of their little slogans is "Peaceful Music for Quiet Moments." I gotcha God! For a couple weeks now I had been 'planning' on getting up early before everyone else to have some alone time. Some one-on-one with myself and the Lord. Never happened. Not gonna lie, I was just too lazy to get up.

I didn't buy the CD. Still don't have it, but I listen to it online and I LOVE it. The boys love it as well. Riley says, 'sing song again, momee.' And I oblige.

Wonderful good to listen to when I'm reading the Word, rocking one of the boys or drifting off to dreamland.

Next trip to Wal Mart and I am FOR SURE getting this CD. It's 10:04pm right now. The guys are all sleeping...think they would miss me if I left right now?!

Prayer

Please say a prayer for my step-mom, Pat, today as she has to have a mole on her face (by her lip) removed. The dr did a routine exam and sent a piece of the mole in 'just in case' and it came back cancerous. Took them all by surprise. She had to go see a plastic surgeon to get it removed. I believe she went into surgery around 10am North Carolina time...an hour ahead of me here in Kentucky.

Pat, I love you and I sent up all kind of prayers for you (and you Dad) this morning. If you are the praying kind please pray that God had his hand on her during the surgery and she comes out great and heals quickly. Or if you are the cross your fingers kind...be sure to keep them crossed extra tight!

Love you Pat!

homemade

The 14th Papa Bear and I celebrated our FIVE year anniversary!

The gifts were sweet and simple.

I was gifted with the second book of the Twilight series. Can't wait to read it...again.
Along with the book came some Reeses candy, my favorite,
and
a mushy card! It was sweet.

Papa Bear was gifted with a wooden bowl (wood is the traditional anniversary gift for five years!) to hold all the 'pocket goodies' he collects during the day.
Sounds silly but he loved it.

Along with his awesome wood bowl he was surprised with a made-from-scratch red velvet cake!
Yep, I made it! From scratch! (just had to repeat that!)


{all the ingredients}

{when you don't have buttermilk handy, just make your own!}

{everything all mixed together}

{now it looks more like a red velvet cake in the works}

{can't forget to taste test it}

{jumbo cupcakes-no icing}

{Papa Bear's mini cake and wood bowl}

Blog Hop- 3 Things You Didn't Know About Me

It's Tuesday again and you know what that means. It's time for the MckLinky BlogHop! Hop around the blogosphere and get to know a few things about complete strangers...you may even make new {blog} friends!

This is a tough one.

You all know I change my hair style about as often as I change my undies. Sometimes it's pretty and sometimes...not so much.

We all know how I scrapbook. Okay, I attempt it but my ADD gets in the way and I end up just talking.

Coke is an addiction for me. As well as Sonic!

So let's see...what DON'T I tell everyone...

1} You may not know that I was born in North Carolina. So I guess that means I'm a southern gal after all. I grew up in the city and always thought of myself as a city gal. That was until I moved to Kentucky in 1997 against my will-lived here a few years then moved back to Michigan in 2001. Only took a couple years to realize that I really did love the south. So here I am, back in the south. Even more crazy, I LOVED when we lived in Texas...can't get much farther than that. Chad says there is one {well a couple things actually but this is the only one that's funny} thing keeping us from moving farther into the country...he's afraid he will come home to a petting zoo! I can't say I don't blame him.

2} I secretly yearn for a college education. Sure, I enjoy being able to stay at home with the kids but one day I want to get a degree. Thing is...I can't decide I'd like to major in. While in high school I took college level classes in the medical field. Aced those suckers and even got some credit hours under my belt. Never did good at any of my other studies but I sure did stick it to 'em with the pharmaceutical {thank heavens for spell check!} math so on.

and one more...this is tough stuff.

3} Deep inside I have a strong desire to do great things. To make a difference somewhere, somehow. I have tons of ideas floating around in my head. And I mean tons. From helping parent{s} who've lost a child to those spending time in the NICU and to those who just cannot afford the finer things in life for their kids. I wish so bad that my heart could pick one grand idea and let me run with it. I'm still praying!

Not Me! Monday

It's MONDAY! So far so good. I've actually been up since 6:30 and I am in a good mood. Shocker, I know. It couldn't be from the Vanilla Coke that I did NOT drink at 6:31am!

In case you don't remember, MckMama is the genius behind this wondeful thing. Go on, check it out!

I am NOT NOT NOT NOT NOT seriously furious at the fact that I totally did NOT forget to stay up till midnight and register for the all-day crop at church. It is NOT full and I do NOT have to be put on the waiting list. I am NOT seriously, beyond words, ANNOYED

This week I was NOT a lazy fool who mostly sat around in my jammies all day. I'm certainly better than that and shower every day!

I did NOT buy Bear a pair of super cute Superman jammies and after I did NOT buy them I did NOT let him wear the {stinking} things for three days-straight. I mean, come on, I take better care of my children than that.

{I did NOT just post this picture for the second time this week!}

After being invited to a little mom + child{ren} pool party I did NOT wear my 'mom-suit.' And while in said 'mom-suit' I did NOT allow anyone to take a picture of me. NOR did I allow myself to post it here for all the world to see laugh at! I will also NOT be looking for a new one right after posting this!


Last night I did NOT love the idea Papa Bear came up with. And because I did NOT love that idea I was NOT all giddy that I got to take both kids with me to church while Papa Bear stayed home to clean. I still do NOT love his idea!

And lastly

I did NOT stay up past my bed time {do I even have one?} reading all about gardening. I mean...ALL ABOUT it. I was NOT the least bit interested in Square Food Gardening. I must NOT ever admit this to my Bear-in-law {cool name for the father-in-law!} for he will NOT laugh at me. He has NOT been trying to get me to garden for at least five years. I certainly can't forget to mention that while I was NOT looking at a gazillion websites about NOT gardening I was also NOT lookign at starting a worm farm. Gross, I mean really?!

{sadly, I really don't have any picutes of random people this week.}