Sunday, December 28, 2008

yeah, baby is sleeping and puppy is chewing.




and I thought it would be a good idea to go ahead and get a puppy. So we could train her before Marshall started to crawl. Oy vey! She is so very sweet and sassy but she chews on EVERYTHING. She's under the bed as we speak chewing, never on her toys, no. We've purchased nearly $100 bucks worth of stuff for her to chew on but she prefers socks and dirty laundry.

Things are going good though, she's definitely a mess. She wants to nip and love on everyone. She is particularly fond of my daughter.

Here she is:

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Caca facial


I seem to have a reoccurring theme amongst my children. To this date, they have both painted themselves with caca. Yes, they are truly both poopie-faces.
As I was checking out on Sunday at the local Walmarts, I hear that old familiar sound of a diaper being soiled. I pay and rush quickly out knowing I'm going to have to lay him down in the back of the vehicle to change this diaper. I wheel him around to the back of the car and tell Abigail to get in. I decided to crank the car and open the door for Abigail to go ahead and get in. Once I walked back around the side of the vehicle, this is what I discovered. This picture does no justice to the massive amounts of poo on everything. It was EVERYWHERE. It was running down his fingers (did I mention he was sucking his fingers at the time?), it was on his eye lids, it was up his nose, it was in his hair...you name it there it was. Poop face. I had to lay a blanket in the back of the Edge because he had caca all up his back. I finally got him wiped off enough to get to his diaper. When I took it off, I swear to you, the only clean spot on the diaper was where his two buttcheeks were at! He apparently blew it out the side of the diaper and that is where his hands came in contact with it. He really had me hopping to get it cleaned up. Thank goodness he is alright (didn't get sick) but still. What a story for the baby book.

Friday, October 3, 2008

wow, I'm not liking the picture I posted...

eeek, I really need to do something about that picture. Not my favorite. Thought it might work there but I need a replacement. Stat!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

For those that loved the Evil Pig

There is a whole slew of those precious little gems on youtube.

Should you be interested, visit this link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lleQl8Qm2bo

for more pig and dinosaur videos.

who'da thunk...


It is amazing to me how you can have a machine that is literally useless without a small key component part such as a seal or stopper. You know that magical part that is only a couple of bucks but renders a valuable necessity useless without out it...?

This is my second child. I breast fed my first and I'm breastfeeding him. I pump at work and other times when necessary. I am very diligent about having all my parts packed early in the morning so that nothing is left behind. Why? Glad you asked...because no matter how Cadillac your breast pump may be, it isn't going to operated without a key component. That wonderful little diddy would be the membranes that help create the suction on your device. Without those small, white rubber pieces, your breast pump it absolutely worthless.

Friday, September 26, 2008

My twisted sense of humor found this video funny

My twisted sense of humor found this video to be totally hilarious. Perhaps it's the drugs from being sick, perhaps it's the lack of sleep...I dunno. There are two of them but for some reason the second one won't load.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Well, there you have it.

boobs. Operative word of the day is boobs. Apparently I can't breastfeed in public because of boobs and worrying about them being seen. Of course what I'm about to share is a very funny little diddy about my husband and I.

Wednesday dh asked for me to get dinner and meet him at work so he could see the kids. I agreed and made my rounds picking everyone up. Got dinner, got back to his/my office and was actually able to eat in peace for once. Well Marshall wakes and I tell hubby I need to feed him. He tells me I can't do it in their breakroom because enough people had seen my breast... :>O. Now I know he's not being serious but I'm curious as to what he means by that statement. So we proceed to have a discussion about how folks from his office saw them while I was in the hospital with little man. So we agree to go across the hall to my side of the building and go to my office.

So we get into my office and we are by no means quiet. We are all over the place. I made a comment about the hall light still being on and that someone must have forgotten to turn it off. I sit down, take out my breast and put Marshall to it. He latches on and eating commences. Well hubby is trying to help my daughter get on the pc to play games and low and behold a coworker just goes walking by. At that point, I'm sitting in a chair feeding my son, facing my door. He quickly turns his eyes away and just carries on. I had to giggle because this guy's wife has fed all three of their children by the breast. He was cool a cucumber about it thankfully.

The irony of it all is that now I have coworkers that have seen bits of my breast. :>)