The Wind Beneath My Paci

The day finally came...it was time to say goodbye to our beloved paci! We decided(I say "we" meaning Tom and Jen)decided it was time for the Nuk paci to head wherever the wind was going to take them. We headed to our local Party City and purchased 5 balloons. She really wanted a sponge bob balloon, but my husband suggested this balloon may be more appropriate...

He didn't want Emma to be scarred and not like sponge bob!! Well we headed out to the driveway to begin the ceremony. Except, one little problem, Emma didn't want to participate. She told us "I don't want paci to fly. She is sick and doesn't want to fly."

Needless to say it didn't go well. The following is a photo montage of the event.



There are more photos, but they are all kinda sad. I kept thinking, I wonder if Dave Ramsey would approve of me buying these balloons on my debit card, then just letting them go, so wasteful! To bad Dave!
She did eventually get a little better.

New Haircut

Emma got a big girl haircut.

I can't believe how much older she looks. It made me kinda sad, but I thinks she looks absolutely adorable.

We did a bad bad thing

Ok so lets play a little game. It is called what doesn't belong in the picture.

Any guesses.....
That's right the 2 year old in the middle. I had to use the night vision mode on my camera to capture these fabulous images. I don't know how this happened. Wait a minute, yes I do, duh WE LET HER IN THE BED ONE TIME! This weekend at my parents house we let her sleep with us, because my grandmother was going to be staying in the guest room. I know, big mistake. She use to refer to the bed as "mommy's Bed" and today she said "I sleep in OUR bed." Poor Tom is lucky if his butt cheek is on the bed. While we are on the subject of things that don't need to be in my bed , this is another one I could stand to go.

@#$%*& Crocs

Ugg these shoes!!!!

Like most parents, I liked these shoes originally because they are easy to get on and clean. You can wear them with socks or without. Every parents dream right? Well this is what happens when my 2 year old runs or even walks in them....

Oops

So we go over to my mother in laws for dinner last night. Tom's brother is in town for a visit from Indiana, so we all assembled for some Commissary BBQ. Mmmmm....
Well, apparently I was so into my BBQ sandwich that I failed to notice my chair was sitting on his mom's breathing tube cutting off her air supply! Nice Jen!

Potty Training is Hard!!!!!

Man, I have to say I am exhausted! This potty training thing is for the birds! This is day 3 of Potty Training Boot Camp. Emma decided Monday that she wanted to wear panties like mommy. So all day Monday she did great, no accidents. Tuesday was a preschool day and she did have an accident shortly after I dropped her off. But when we got home we tried panties again, and she did great. So this brings me to today. Today was one of those days when you just want to say forget it, here's a diaper man! I think what is so frustrating is I will put her on the potty and she will not go. Then minutes later, wet pants! She had 2 accidents within 20 minutes at Target. I ended up buying underwear and stretch pants at the store. My life as a mom of a potty training toddler is portable potty in the back of the SUV, Dora panties, training panties, plastic panties, Tinkerbell panties, Ariel panties, extra socks, pull up pants, and overnight pull ups! Ugh

Deep Thoughts.....

I recently had a religious epiphany. You may be wondering where this miraculous event occurred....

I know, I know, what you are thinking, but I really did have a religious experience. There is this game called the apple picker. There is a wall of apples and a little basket. You try and move the basket back and forth to catch the apples. So I dropped in my token and decided to play. The apples started to drop and I would move my little basket and try to catch these apples. Sometimes I would miss, but the ball would bounce and I would get so fixated on the missed ball, I would miss the other balls dropping. With a pitiful first score, I decided to play again. It wasn't until about the fourth time that I realized that before the apple would drop a light would flash behind the apple. Once I figured that out, the game was easy. I just needed to focus on the red light and I would win every time. Hmmm........Then it hit me like an apple from a tree, my religious moment (insert trumpets sound).
I realized my relationship with God was like this apple game. When you focus on the past, missed opportunities, and regrets, you are unable to see all of the blessings that surround you in the present. It all depends on how you look at things. Like this game, if you focus on the light (God) you will always win.