Showing posts with label Making a mess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Making a mess. Show all posts

Monday, September 20, 2010

September 18, Saturday

4-Sale
Toddler less than 2 years old
Excellent Used Condition
Call and make an offer This one is a keeper!
Eek!!
This is not a Jacuzzi tub, son.
Momma loves this man
Ready for some Alabama v. Penn State footballSlappey was ready to celebrate Wilson's 30th birthday
Sam was done watching when Alabama sent in their 5th string to play
Slappey and Angel are all about those younger boys
Sam got to meet baby Zona. She was very interested in him and of course he had to play it cool.
Be strong! Girls can smell fear.
They were very interested in something on the floor but we have no idea what.
McSlobbers has a wet onesie while Zona is keeping it dry and classy.
Zona, how do you think Auburn will do in the Iron Bowl this year?
We were watching The Princess and the Frog before bed.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

September 11, Saturday

Good Morning, Sunshine! What is so interesting?
Sarah, I think your boyfriend is a Georgia fan too!
Guess who ate crayons today...
You are so gross.
Sam playing in the pink tub.
What does he find so interesting? I think you know exactly what he keeps looking at.
He looks like an old man
He can sleep through anything, even his sister screaming at him.
He loves him some Caleb
His face is just looking too old!
Milk drunk at MeMe's
"What's that? It sure does look yummy."
"Can I have a bite?"
"I think Taran should go back to kindergarten because she stinks at sharing."
"Life just isn't fair somedays."
Elliott was sharing MeMe's lap just fine until we decided to get photographic evidence of her being nice.
Game Over
The Alabama-Penn State game was so exciting that she wore herself out.
And so did he!

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Such a busy week already and it is only Tuesday!

Elliott has had a busy week already and we just got started. Ever since she saw Parker (who is 2 months older) walking this weekend, she has figured out that this is the preferred method of transportation. She has walked more in the past 2 days than in the past 2 months.
She went to see Dr Walley on Monday morning and we are proud to announce that she isn't growing as fast anymore, thank goodness!
She weighed 23 1/2 lbs and was 31 3/4 in tall.
She got her immunizations and her crabby attitude to match as well. Tiny, you will thank us when you are older and aren't dead from preventable diseases because your parents bought into the evil pharmaceutical companies' campaign of lies and terror!
There was a conspiracy Monday night to prevent me from sleeping. Between Andrew, Elliott and Sassafras, I got 3 hours of sleep. After dropping Elliott off at MeMe's house, Andrew and I headed to the the doctor for a Sassafras appointment. In case there was any doubt, I AM TIRED OF BEING PREGNANT! I am almost to the point of believing that the whole 'pregnancy' is a lie and my OB/GYN is just trying to scam my insurance company. Either they are waiting until my 7th trimester to deliver this baby, or "Ma'am, there is no baby. We have been monitoring an abdominal tumor for the last 9 months." Usually their office is a safe haven where people don't judge and make rude remarks. Apparently, this rule doesn't apply your last weeks of pregnancy. At work I have gotten used to the fact that acceptable social interactions during pregnancy are different than those of non-pregnant interactions. You wouldn't just walk up to a stranger and touch their belly. You can't walk up to a fat person and say, "Wow, you are huge." Why is it OK to verbally and physically assault a pregnant woman? It is OK though because my "extra weight" will look really cute in a onesie one day soon where yours will not.
Rin needs to step away from the tirade and just put up some cute pictures.
=) Look at Elliott drinking from her sippy cup like a big kid! She has named it her boon-boon. =)
Check out the nice job she did on her bottom lip. She was tearing through the kitchen on hands and knees and, like a typical female, did not pay attention to the road hazard in front of her. The steam cleaner does NOT jump out in front of you.


Here she is with a little attitude showing. Apparently the flash is disruptive to the 2 hours of Wow Wow Wubbzy she wanted me to watch with her.
She was so excited about her dessert that Papa Joe brought her. He brought over a birthday cake for me and she got her own chocolate tart with whipped cream and berries. Bathtime followed promptly.


Snack time

Bulimia is the new IT thing amongst toddlers these days.
Bowed legs, fat pads on the hands and a saggy, infant sized diapers are on the covers of all the magazines.
Chief complaint: rabid toddler vs.
marshmallow ingestion
Yep, definitely rabies."What were they thinking when they said I couldn't put 3 marshmallows in my mouth at the same time? Amateurs!"

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

September 6, Sunday

Elliott and PopPop playing with TaranI wonder whose chubby little legs those are...Checking out the bench to make sure it is of the highest quality.I love Alabama!
So you get the full effect...that is Kitty, the teacup pup, at Andrew's feet. An Alabama man needs his land, guns, trailer, freedom, baby and teacup pup. I wonder if there is a barefoot and pregnant woman in that trailer.... (NO, there is no one inside an no one is pregnant!)
Elliott thinks it to be polite to pass gas on family. It is a nice thank you for feeding her.

She is very interested in the turtle. Of course we told her that when they grow up they become Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. And my husband is so talented that he finds the only crippled turtle in Cullman county. Yep, he only has one arm and is on dis'bility. I think he winked at her.
Borrowing Taran's fashionable cowgirl hat




Loving those rib bones. Just like the dog, you give her the bones once you are done eating off of them. She doesn't mind.