Sweet video of my baby...

This is a video post more for my mom than anyone.. Just so she can hear her granbaby!! He is too sweet.. and a talker... WOW!!!!!!!!!

Things I love that I am ashamed to tell...

First of all I was inspired to write this blog post after indulging myself in a not so grown up movie... While watching it I realized that I am no longer a child and watching such nonsense is now just a guilty pleasure..
Move in question... The Princess Diaries... I know.. Kid movie, 'bout becoming princess, blah, blah, blah.. but I just so happen to love this movie. Maybe it is because all little girls while going through that award stage of life, known as teenangstwishiwoulddieandneverbeseenagain, *wish* that some unknown relative, of royal descent no less, would come and scoop you up and fulfill all of your childish dreams.. Sometimes I still wish that would happen.. No more bills, wishing of exotic vacations, poopie diapers to change, meals to cook, rooms to clean......... AAAAAAAAAhhhh the life... Right?!?.. So here are some silly childish self indulgences... (Well at least the ones I am willing to fess up to!)
- Silly girl movies (aka.. The Princess Diaries(one and two), Pretty Woman, just a couple, you can fill in the blanks with your own lovies)
- Freezer Pops (Cheap and delicious - I have had 4 already today - Fav color: Pink of course)
- Not showering (Although I like showers, being a stay at home mom is just not conducive to showering - Sometimes I forget, ok... and I justify it by saying I didn't go anywhere the past 3 days, so I am not dirty right??)
- Eating grapes before they are purchased (refer to my archives please)
- Blowing bubbles
- Eating cotton candy
- Drinking lots and lots of soda
- Acting stupid in public ( I am still kinda shy about this but at least I have children - and a husband - I can point my finger at thus clearing myself of aforementioned silly acts)
- Getting dessert after every meal eaten out / or at least ice cream (It is also convenient to be preggers)
Oh well I am fresh out of other things but I am sure I will think of some more.. Or be reminded by my husband about all of the other stupid things I like to do, so maybe my list will grow....

Good nights sleep...

Last night was the OFFICIAL 1st sleeping thru the ENTIRE night at the T's household. Little baby WT who is now 4.5 months old slept from 9:30PM until 8:30AM.. SWEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so excited... He has always been a super good sleeper only waking for a 4:30 feeding and then getting up around 9 or so, and for an infant to me that is just as good as sleeping all night? Right other moms????
So anyway, I slept like crap, because of course around 4:30 I automatically get up to check on him to make sure he is still breathing. Of course that is the first thing that goes through my mind, "Is he still alive?" He was fine. The only problem, MOMMY ANXIETY!!! You guessed it.. I could not even enjoy his sleeping thru the night for fear that he was laying in there, well ya know, no longer with us... So I was up more than usual last night, just checking on him..holding the mirror under his nose, making quiet noises to see if he would stir.. but not too loud because I DID NOT WANT TO WAKE HIM, just see if he would move...
Maybe he will sleep all night again tonight.. And maybe, just maybe mommy will sleep all night too!!!!!!!!!!!!
How heavenly?!?!?!?!?

Yum... Yum... Try this receipe... SERIOUSLY...

I bought a certain weight management mag just waiting in line the other day and you have to try this receipe... IT IS FANTASTIC...

*~*Caramel-Pecan Bars*~*

• 3 tablespoons light stick butter
• 1/3 cup packed dark brown sugar
• 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 3/4 cup all-purpose flour
• 24 individual soft caramels
• 1 tablespoon fat-free milk
• 1/4 cup chopped pecans

Crust.
Preheat oven to 350. Beat with an electric mixer - the butter, brown sugar, and vanilla until well mixed. Press the mixture into an 8" baking pan.... Bake until the crust is light bown on the edges.. .About 15 minutes.

Topping..
Combine caramels and milk in a microwave safe bowl. Micro on high 2 minutes until the mix is hot and stir once halfway through the time... Stir after out of the micro until smooth.

Pour the topping on the hot crust and spread evenly, leave a 1/4" border. Sprinkle with the pecans. Return to stove and bake just until topping is bubbling in the middle ~12 minutes. Cool on a rack.. Cut and serve...

**Drizzle w/melted white/dark chocolate chips...
YOU WILL NOT BE SORRY..... THESE THINGS ARE FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Beach.. Well not really....

... but who's counting? We found a "beach" that is only about a 30 minute drive from our house... It is super nice... Other than the bird poop on the ground it is relatively clean.... We wanted to take the kids to a real beach with the ocean and all of the other fun stuff, but seeing as we are seriously landlocked, and have a child whom as most of you know, HATES the car, I am NOT up for the drive and we cannot afford to fly 5 people to a state with beaches... If we could afford it the hubby and I would take that honeymoon trip we always wanted... Right? So anyway the "beach" in OH-IO will have to do for now..







We had a great time.. There were only a handful of people there to enjoy the day, which by the way was beautiful and on the (very) cool side, around 70 and sunny.. It has been a beautiful summer here.. And this is going to be my first winter in a northern state.. I am scared to death I might add.... But that is neither here nor there right now. So RT had no clue that we were not at a real beach and he didn't give a rat's behind.. He had the time of his life.. He swam and built sand (small crushed up rock) castles... And scram and ran and laughed.. He had more fun than I have ever seen him have before.. And believe me I AM FUN (as far as moms go)!!!
We went to Target yesterday and he insisited we buy a bucket and shovel for the "beach".. So looks like we are slated for a few more trips before summer is up.. Which is fine with me... It is free (major plus) and close (another major plus) so I guess you will be seeing us at the "beach" quite a bit.
Well RT has dug the funnies out of the Sunday paper so we are off to read those.. Happy beginning of the week to everyone.. Mine are like rotating bits of days... No real beginning or ending to anything... NICE>>>>>

Me Blog ....

I am still totally new to this whole blog thing... I think I am spending more time reading blogs than I am actually blogging... So should I blog? I am still not too sure... Of all people I have the most boring existance in the whole world. I may get out of the house like once a week so all I have to talk about are my silly kids... One of which (the funniest one) is MIA for another 3 weeks...
I guess I just do it so my family has something to read to keep up with the kids and what we are doing, and to give me something to do while the kids are sleeping... Just so I don't go crazy, I guess, I am there already though, I think.... Could someone please let me know? If I am crazy...Oh well... Here are the top five reasons I don't think I should blog...

1. I am boring.
2. I am not funny.
3. I am not witty.
4. I am not sacastic.
5. Who cares?

On the other hand... If no one cares then why should I care? Right? I guess, so I guess I will keep on truckin' BTW.. I love that song... I miss Jerry G. hehe... The funny thing is that of all the top 5 reasons that I shouldn't blog, my husband and our various friends are all of those things... I guess I just like to think I can hang with the posse... Every once in a while something witty and funny will cross my lips, and sometimes just sometimes I can make my husband laugh at me... What an achievement... NO really it is hard to get even a small chuckle out of him... So anyway... I like to blog so I am going to keep on keeping on, I don't care what anyone says...

Love, ME

PS... I am the nosiest person in the ENTIRE world.. I think it was bred into me.. Ya know how small towns are, that is the once place to go if you want everyone to know your business.. Seriously, I am soooo nosey and I think that is why I like blogging... It is a way to see what people are up to (aka.. being nosey) without them really even knowing you are reading it ALL OF THE TIME.... I love it... So that is the real reason I blog, I feel like if I am secretly indulging my nosiness then I should tell my story too... hehehehehehehehe

Something smells......

I don't know about you but to me the smell of my babies is the sweetest smell I can ever think of.. I don't care if it is the raunchiest poopie diaper, spit-up or the fresh smell they have just after a bath, I just love to take all of it in..
Speaking from the perspective of a mom with a preteen as well as two babies I know what I am going to say is weird, but here goes anyway.. My oldest son HMac is now a preteen.... I don't remember how he smelled as a baby and it pains me to my soul... He is going to be in middle school this year and now he smells like B.O. and just manly smells... Ya know what I mean.... He is clean but he just smells of puberty... I love him so much and don't want him to grow up...
I think having two babies has made me realize just how much I want to remember what they smell like as little ones because I can reflect on their big brother and it makes me sad to know that I can't remember how he smelled or the sweet things he said to me when he was little...So I am OFFICIALLY sad..
I remember my mom just sitting and smelling him.. and I thought she was crazy... But now I am thinking maybe she wasn't so crazy after all.. She knew, and still does know even now that I am 29, that she more than likely wishes she could remember what I smelled like when I was a baby...
So to anyone who can come up with some invention that can capture the SMELL of your baby for future use would be a gazillionare.. At least I think I would pay to have something I can remember that sweetest smell in the whole world... The smell of your babies..

PS... Sorry HMac I hope I didn't embarass you too bad.. Know that I love you and hope that someday you will read this and realize how much I miss you being my baby.