1st Haircut

My little baby is almost 3 1/2 years 0ld and I have never cut her hair. Beautiful brown curls flow down her back, but get tangled every time I turn around. So, today we went together to the salon cut her hair for the first time. She was a little shy, but looked so adorable sitting there in the chair. She even got a little certificate with a lock of hair to keep. I am beside myself. It seems as though every time I turn around she's getting older. How do we stop time from slipping away? Before you know it she'll be starting kindergarten, then driving and off to college. If you have children cherish every moment, they grow up so fast.

Feelin' Productive!

Lately I have been battling this annoying cold that zapped a good portion of my energy. But, I'm now on the tail end of it and picking up momentum. My husband and I have finally agreed to paint the interior of the house ourselves and it has motivated me to get some other projects done. Today I was feeling particularly ambitious and even added an ab workout to my list of chores. I hope I'm able to keep it up, but if not I'm sure I can always do some crack to pick myself back up.....hahaha, just kidding.

Little White Lies

So the other night, while I was preoccupied with the baby, I noticed it was awfully quite downstairs. I called down to Layla and asked her what she was doing. "I'm looking at the computer." was her reply. However, when I came downstairs I found a barstool strategically placed near the kitchen counter, and a bowel out next to the now 2 remaining powdered donuts. When I called Layla into the room, the evidence was all around her mouth. A white powdered ring of guilt. She smiled at me and said, "what mom?" After questioning the accused, she confessed to the crime. My mom tells me that toddlers/pre-schoolers are good practice for teens. At this rate, I'm going to need a lot of it.

If There Were Only More Hours In The Day

Lately, I've been feeling like I need more time in the day to accomplish what I need to accomplish. Things like, cleaning, cooking, changing diapers, laundry, grocery shopping, etc seem to take up a lot of my time!! Don't get me wrong I'm so grateful for a home to clean, food to cook, diapers to change, laundry to wash, and groceries to put away. But, I also want to lose myself in photography, the novel I'm reading, a long hot bath, an uninterrupted nap. By the time I finish what has to be done, I have no energy to do what I want to get done. I guess these are the blessings and burdens that come with being a wife and mother. And now I hear an angel calling so I must go. Oh well, tomorrow will be a little longer.....sigh.

Poser

So my AWESOME husband bought me what I've been dying for.... a new camera. It's awesome with so may cool bells and whistles it's a little overwhelming. I am spending any free time I have now learning about it and photography! I really want to take a class so that I can establish some sort of baseline to work with. But, for now I'll have to settle for "Digital SLR Cameras For Dummies," the internet, and my owners manual. I guess now I will have to cave in to the kayak request. You have my blessing honey! Here's one of my first shots.

Remember She's Watching

Today was beautiful like 65 degrees in the middle of December! So we decided to spend some much needed time outside. For her 3rd birthday, Layla got a Barbie Jeep. She loves it, but is still learning how to drive it. Anyway, after a frustrating ride down the street, we took it to the back yard. At this age Layla is really starting to do "pretend play." So she informed me that she needed gas and was going to the store (a tree in the yard). I laughed and told her to buckle up and she waved goodbye. She drove a few yards, stopped and got out to pump her gas. Then got back in to head to the store. As she was "parking" I heard her say "Whoa, you're not getting my spot lady!" then she got out and strutted up to "the store." I almost fell out. I guess I need to be more aware of what comes out of my mouth at all times. Dang that Pastor Tim.

I Need A Medic Alert Bracelett

Ok, those of you who know me, know that I'm not always graceful and today was certainly not a graceful day. After feeling good about getting my hair trimmed, I was prancing around Martins picking up a few things for dinner when it happened. As I was strolling down the dairy isle, and as i approached the butter case, my foot slid out in front of me, causing me to fall into the butter and grip the side of the case to avoid going all the way down. Well all the way down I went. Ok, stay calm. There were only 3 other people in the isle and two had their backs turned. However, the one lady, who only saw me out of her peripheral vision, just had to say it "Are you OK?" Yes, I'm OK,-- but I would be even better if you would just pretend you didn't see that. Thankfully that was the last item on my list, so I could hurry out and be done. Be done? Not done falling!! I get home and as I am unloading the baby (in her car seat) I head into the garage only to trip up again. The car seat flies out of my arms, bounces off the lawnmower and lands (safely right side up) on the ground just as I am falling ( in what seems to be slow motion), down hard!!! I have now rolled my right ankle and am rolling around on the garage floor (forgive me Lord) using profanity about the searing pain in my foot. Now all I need is for my neighbors to pull into their driveway and see this action. Fortunately I managed to get up hobble into the house, check the baby ( who's eyes are the size of saucers) and nurse my foot and my pride. I am now done for the day! I should have never made fun of that old lady on TV....