I'm done.

Friday, December 26, 2008

I hope everyone had a fabulous Christmas. We sure did.

But as crazy as I am about getting the Christmas festivities started, I'm just as crazy about ending them. The house is a wreck. It's cluttered with presents, decorations, lights, food - I just can't take it.

The day after Thanksgiving it all goes up. The day after Christmas it all comes down. And I can't get it down fast enough!!!

Joey thinks I'm crazy, and the kids think I'm crazier... but what little bit of OCD I have all kicks in at the same time and I turn into a mad woman! So, I'll be back with you in a bit - when the house is back to working order.

And don't worry, the blog will be back to non-Christmas too.

One thing at a time... one thing at a time.

Merry Christmas to all...

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Wow! I can't believe the year is almost over! Where does the time go?

It's been a great year, though. I've truly enjoyed getting to know some new friends in blogland - and I do mean friends. Sometimes it's weird to say "friends", but if you're a blogger, you know what I mean. We read each others blogs on a regular, sometimes daily, basis and it's like we become friends. I feel like if I met most of you in person, we'd feel like we knew each for years.

Your stories make me laugh, cry, think...

All of this to say, I truly wish you all the Merriest of Christmas' and the best possible in the new year. I hope that the economy doesn't get the best of your family and that you and yours stay healthy in the months to come.

Live like there's no tomorrow. Laugh like no one's watching. Love like you've never been hurt.

Merry Christmas!

I was wrong.

Monday, December 22, 2008

There. I said it.

I got home Friday night and my coveted cell phone car charger was there on the counter. I ran to it, so excited to plug it into my phone and take it to its new home - my glove box.

Then it happened.

It didn't fit.

If I had been thinking clearly, I would have quietly placed it my car (receipt and all) to be exchanged for the proper charger on Monday - keeping my husband totally oblivious to my deception. But, no. I wasn't thinking clearly, so instead, "DANG IT!" came spewing from my mouth, loud enough that Joey heard it in the bathroom.

He knew exactly what it was and immediately demanded for an editor's withdrawal of Friday's post. "But not until Monday," he said, "so everyone can read it."

So here I am, humbly before all of my blogging peeps - and most importantly my husband - to say, "I'm sorry, honey. I was wrong. You were right. The crazies at the cell phone kiosk DO need my phone to find the proper charger. I should have listened to you. I will never make this mistake again."

"Until the next time you say something that makes absolutely no sense. But until then, honey..."

(I love you, Joey!!)

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

Friday, December 19, 2008

My hubby rocks because even after we had a fight last night about a car charger for my phone, he still went to the mall and got it for me.

This is funny. Here's the story.

So last night I asked Joey if he would get a car charger for my phone the next time he was at the mall. (He's in outside sales... sometimes he goes to the mall.) I have the new Rant and I can't find a charger for it anywhere, and I refuse to pay a million dollars for it at the Sprint store.

Joey told me that the people at the Kiosk at the mall wouldn't know which one it was unless he had my phone with him. We had a "heated discussion" in which I thought they would, he KNEW they wouldn't, I told him to forget it, I would just get it myself, we made up (45 minutes later), and that was that.

Seriously, it's just a car charger, right?

So 10 minutes ago, this is the text conversation I had with my wonderful husband:

Him: Got your stupid car charger! :P

Me: LOL ha ha ha ha ha

Me: I love being right :P

Him: Shut your mouth when you talk to me

(That's an inside joke... we say that to each other all the time and just die laughing!!)

Me: ha ha ha ha ha

Yeah, as you can tell, I find this VERY funny. I just love my husband. And he rocks!

I love you baby! Thanks for trying, even though you KNEW you wouldn't be able to get it!! LOL

Things that make me smile...

Thursday, December 18, 2008

My Starbucks White Chocolate Mocha (non-fat, no whip). Seriously, I took the first drink this morning and a smile immediately appeared on my face.

My son, who for some reason, now must preface every question he asks with the word "say". For example, "Say, mom, what's for dinner?" It's really the cutest thing ever and makes my smile every time he does it. Last night I started talking like him and saying "say", but he told me to stop. So I did. And just enjoyed listening to him. And smiled.

Christmas music. It reminds me of how much I loved Christmas as a child, and how much I hope that my children love it as much as I do. Christmas is still my favorite time of year. And it makes me smile.

My daughter, who came into my room the other night while Joey and Taylor were playing video games, and snuggled up in bed with me and said, "Let's talk." She didn't have anything in particular to talk about, but we laid there and chatted... girl time. And it made me smile.

Mexican food. I could eat it three times a day, every day. And every time I do I'm pretty sure I smile. Just ask Joey.

Text messages from my hubby. I love hearing my phone ring and looking over to see "I love you babe!" on the text message. It always makes me smile.

Diet Dr. Pepper. It makes me happy. I'm addicted, I know, but when I take a sip, it makes me smile, so I'm stickin' to it.

What makes you smile?

the stalker story (in the words of my husband)

The story of how we met. So romantic.

Ok, more like comical.  But without further ado (is that how you spell that?), here's our story (in the words of my husband):

Ok, it all started back when I was 18 years old, just a young lad, not a care in the world! Flying free like a bird in the sky. Ok, not exactly... we all know that when you are 18, you know EVERYTHING (really that starts when you are a teenager), and I did have cares, I just wish that I knew how easy I had it at that time of my life! I'm only referring to responsibilities like bills and taking care of kids, etc. Of course, I'm so happy right now with my wife and kids, I can't even explain it. Now if I could just get rid of those pesky bills ;)

So, I was 18, fresh out of high school. I started going to church and that is where I met Stephanie. Ok, truth be told, the only reason I went in the first place was because a girl I wanted to date told me if I went to church with her, she'd go out with me. Well, we went on a date - once and it was awkward and short. Oh, and I forget to say that it was Stephanie's best friend. LOL Well, turns out God had a different plan for me, and even though the date didn't work out, the church thing did. So I got involved playing guitar and singing for the youth group and the main services. Steph, as you know is an awesome singer and that is where we got to know each other. That,and our small group (bible study). Well her boyfriend was in that group too. And by that time, I had found another girlfriend. So, we really didn't pay much attention to each other. I never thought I'd marry her! Well, time went by and Steph and her boyfriend broke up and I was getting to the point were I felt like I needed to dump the girl I was with.

Now, about this time, Steph and I stated talking a bit more. I can remember us sitting backstage on the stairs during a church service talking. I think that is the first time I felt like I kind knew her. Then more "talks" happened when she stayed a little late on purpose - I mean, on accident after small group.... hehe Well, we found a commonality an decided to go to the gym together.

This is were it gets good. We ended up in the "ab" section just sitting there talking the whole time. She was talking about her ex and how she envisioned a relationship and I was talking about my soon to be ex and how I was so unhappy. I think this is where I realized that something big was about to happen. Of course she was planting little seeds the whole time getting me to think about breaking up with that other girl.

Well, the next small group, guess who showed up early. :D

At the end of the session, we we talking as a group and I brought up how I didn't know if I need to break up with the girl I was with and I was asking for advice.... well guess who was the first to answer - "OH, I think you KNOW what you're supposed to do!", Stephanie said with such conviction. As if she didn't have this thing all planned out from the very beginning! Those were her exact words.

Now to this day, she won't admit she was stalking me, but I know her better ;)

I couple days later, I broke up with my girlfriend.

A few days later, she came to the youth group, which she NEVER came to on a regular basis. Coincidence? I think not!! Followed me around everywhere! lol, ok, maybe I'm exaggerating just a little there, but really, she never came to those.

That night before she left, we planned to call each other to talk on the phone. This is were the magic happened. We talked from about 9ish to about 5 in the morning! And I usually can't talk for more than a few minutes! We really got into some deep conversations.

Somewhere around 2 am is when she told me she had something to say. I already knew EXACTLY what it was she was going to say, but I figured I'd make her say it anyways.

"You are the man I'm going to marry" she said. So, don't forget, at this point, we hadn't even gone on a date. Yeah, not a single one. Crazy right. And so demanding! lol Crazy stalker!

Just kidding baby! I knew in my heart that I was going to marry her too and I'm glad I did!

3 months later I proposed and 10 months after that, we got married. (10 months after that, we had Ashton - it's all happening so fast!!!)

It's almost been 10 years of marriage and its amazing how much in love we are after all this time and going though the hard times and the good. We will NEVER be an old married couple... at least not in our hearts! I love you Stephanie!

So, what do you think, do I need to write another song for our 10th anniversary?

He's hilarious.  He really is.  But like I said when he posted this on his blog, although it's not completely accurate and has a significant slant in his direction, I can't deny any of it.

How the Grinch stole Christmas

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Until I went to lunch today, I had absolutely nothing for you. The blogging well was dry.

Sure, I could tell you the story of how I almost decapitated my best friends foot with a shopping cart this weekend, but I don't know, I just couldn't get it together. And besides, do you really decapitate a foot? Do you see what I'm up against?

And then I went to lunch. Actually, I went to Toys R Us.

You'd think I would have learned my lesson there, but no. I then went to Best Buy.

Here is where I need some help. Can any of you tell me why it seems that we, the consumers, are the only ones who realize what time of year it is? Uh, that would be Christmas! Biggest shopping season of the year! All I needed to do was make a simple return/exchange and I would be on my way. But instead, I stood in line, Christmas spirit fading by the minute, as I waited behind at least 10 people. All longing to reach the same, lone, incompetent cashier.

Yes, I said it. Incompetent.

You see what happened? Best Buy stole my Christmas cheer.

Darn you Best Buy!

Another proud moment...

Monday, December 15, 2008

I say another, because as a parent, of course there have been many.

BUT, this post is dedicated to my beautiful, talented, just-turned-9 year old daughter who sang her second solo in the Children's Choir Christmas program last night. (Her first solo was at the same event, but she was 4, and did a fabulous job!)

Just take a listen...

I just don't think I could have been any prouder than I was last night. Absolutely beautiful, Baby Girl!!

Now I can't post about the concert without giving a huge shout-out to my Green Choir. I was the Music Director for the kinder/1st grade choir this year and I have to say, at the dress rehearsal on Saturday, I was a little worried. Ok, I was planning my escape. But boy did they show me up!! Come Sunday night they sang their little hearts out! My soloist were fabulous and everything was just great!!

So, if any of my Green Choir parents are reading this, give your kids a hug for Ms. Stephanie. They made me proud!

"My Husband Rocks" Friday - The Song

Friday, December 12, 2008

*Warning: Put down your drink. I cannot be responsible for ruining your computer should liquid come spewing out of your mouth.

Now, onto why my husband rocks.

When we had been married for 3 years, Joey wrote a song for me as a Christmas gift. It's not the first song he's written. He's very talented.

Before you start tearing up, take a listen.

Just so you know, he played this for me in surround sound, in my parents living room, on Christmas Eve, with my entire family present.

And yes, he said "bow-chica-bow-bow."

And since my hubby no longer blogs, I'm sorry, but you're not getting the "stalker" story out of me.

The napkins, you ask? To this day, I always forget to put the napkins on the table. I'm a very clean eater. What can I say?

Anyway, I love that song. It makes me laugh, it makes me cry, it makes me think of the nearly 10 wonderful years that we've been married. He played every instrument on that recording and sang every part. Now THAT rocks!

I love you baby! Thanks for being so creative.

It's all about the Panda.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Ashton has been counting down the days to her birthday for weeks now. I'm actually surprised that I had to wake her up. But when I did, she told me she couldn't sleep, so that explained it.

First of all, she read my blog post from yesterday - well, as much as she could get through before exclaiming, "Can I open presents now??".

Then it began. Taylor, and by Taylor, I mean I, got her a Barbie mermaid that she has been eying. We actually went to the store last weekend with the intention of her buying it with her own money, but she didn't have enough. She was shockingly very good about it. Good things come to those who wait :)

Seriously, without any coaxing by the camera-holding mommy, Ashton reached over and hugged him. Before I passed out, I got this picture. (On a side note, don't you just love that bed head?)

Mommy & Daddy's gift to Ashton was her very own flat iron. She was very excited! She's very into fixing her hair these days and was pretty upset when Joey and I went out of town last weekend and wouldn't let her keep mine. (And so it begins...)

Next on the days events was "special thing" with daddy. This consists of donuts before school. (lol) It may not sound all that special, but to my baby girl who has a sweet tooth the size of California, trust me, it's special. And besides, it's daddy, and that's always special! They also picked up cupcakes for school.

Then there was school of course, but she didn't know that mommy was surprising her for lunch. Yep. Mommy showed up and sat with her outside for lunch then the two of us played a little volleyball before she had to go back to ALPHA (gifted and talented). Lucky for her, her birthday was on a Tuesday - her favorite school day of the week. ALPHA and Art!!

For dinner, of course she got to choose, and she chose Panda Express - a fast food Chinese stop.

Caught up on our family photos while we waited for everyone else to fight the traffic.

This is silly Ashton with her Mimi (Joey's mom) and Taylor - crazy as ever.

STOP THE PRESSES!!! I think this is my dad eating Chinese food. Why, yes. He is!! Certainly photo worthy... I may need this for some sort of bribe.

Ashton still loves horses (ahem... Staci), so Mimi gave her 3 model horses that she can paint. She will have a blast!!

Mama and Papa (my parents) gave Ashton her first digital camera. Ashton is having a slumber party on Friday (I covet your prayers) so she will have tons of fun with this one!

After dinner we were off to Baskin Robbins for some ice cream. (Remember that sweet tooth??)

Here's the whole clan.

And we can't forget Biscuit - the life-size, completely real-looking dog that is sure to scare the living daylights out of our life-size actually REAL dog.

Ashton had a wonderful birthday! Here's hopin' I survive Friday!

Happy Birthday Punkin

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

On this day at 9:59 in the morning, 9 years ago, my life was changed forever. Your daddy and I had only been married for just under 10 months, and this was certainly not what we had in mind when we said "I do" at 20 years old, but when you came into our lives, our hearts melted.

Everyone told me I would know exactly what to do when you came - I knew they were crazy. But they were right. From the moment I first held you in my arms, with that tiny scratch on your right check that still scars it today, you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. We took you home to our tiny, one bedroom apartment, and you slept in the cradle that Pepaw handmade for you.

Slept through the night at 8 weeks, scaring me to death! I remember waking up at 5 am shaking your daddy, "did you feed Ashton??" Sure enough, there you were, sound asleep. Beautiful as ever.

You were such a wonderful baby. So smart. So happy.

Where did the time go?

Well, this year it went to my baby girl spending a little "girl time" with mommy.

Also, you went to your first ever summer camp - for 4 days! Boy did you have fun!!

And then we can't forget that this was the year that you showed the world that Jesus was your Lord and Savior and Papa baptized you. Yeah, that was a big one!

Ashton, you're growing up so fast, and so often I wish I could stop the clock, but when I look at you, I can't help but feel overwhelmed with pride. You are the most beautiful, talented, smart, loving little girl. I'm so blessed that God chose me to be your mother. I'd be lost without you.

I love that God gave you a piece of me and I can't wait to hear you sing on Sunday. You will do great and everyone will be amazed. You are so gifted.

Keep drawing, keep reading, keep laughing, keep believing.

I love more than you could possibly ever know - until you have a Punkin of your own. Then, Ashton, then you'll know.

Kisses baby girl. Mommy loves you. Have the happiest of birthdays!

~ Mommy

The dress

Monday, December 8, 2008

Let's be honest. The Christmas party is never about the party itself. It's about the dress. Which is why I could have killed my husband when he told me 4 days before the party that it was semi-formal and I needed a cocktail dress.

I had been asking him for WEEKS to show me an invitation. "Tell me about this party, honey." "What's the dress?" "Show me an invitation, please honey."


Four days before the party, I get this:

"the party is semi-formal. Girls have to wear cocktail dresses - guys, suit and tie. You'll look hot. Love you!"

Ummm... I don't own a cocktail dress and I absolutely loathe shopping for something that I HAVE to find. I can NEVER find it!

Until this time.

Walked into Express. Found the perfect dress. Bought it. On my lunch hour. Done. Thank you!

The party? Well, let's just say most of these people forgot they had to work together on Monday morning. So yeah, it was pretty fun (and by fun, I mean absolutely hysterical).

And I want to marry the Marriott bed. SO. COMFY.

Happy Monday, y'all!

"My Husband Rocks" Friday

Friday, December 5, 2008

I bet Joey's been waiting all week for me to sing his praises on this one. He absolutely HATES putting up the Christmas lights. He dreads it all year. No joke.

Wait, hate is not a strong enough word. How about loath? Yeah, loath is much better.

He loathes putting up the Christmas lights. But I love having the house decorated and coming home from work everyday to see the house all lit up - because you better believe we have a million extension cords running to however many timers - yeah, I know, we're a huge fire hazard I'm sure. But hey, I love it. And that what matters.

This year, this is what I got.

A husband and son who not only put up the Christmas lights, but trimmed the tree before they did it. What the?

Now, in my heart of hearts, I know it had something to do with the brand-spankin' new truck Joey bought the day before. He had the urge to do some haulin'. (Which, hey, if it causes him to trim the trees, clean out the garage, and make 4 trips to Goodwill with all of the junk from the kids rooms that I cleaned out that week, more power to him!)

But I'm also choosing to believe it was because he wanted the lights to look super fab for me.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done this.

And this.

And finally created this.

Have I mentioned I LOVE Christmas?< And my fabulous-Christmas-light-hanging husband? Yeah, he rocks. I know. (By the way, honey, any idea how that reindeer got to the other side of the house?)

The stress of Christmas gifts.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

I love my husband more than life itself.

That being said, does anyone else stress themselves into possible daily puking over what to buy the love of your life? I don't know what it is? Sometimes it's that I never seem to pick out the right thing. Sometimes it's just that I stress so much I refuse to buy anything and just let him buy it. Sometimes I stress so much over absolutely nothing - he loves what I've bought.

What's a girl to do?

So today I was so stressed I just sent him an email, told him I knew what I wanted to buy but didn't want to buy it if he didn't want it b/c the return policy wouldn't allow him to take it back after Christmas. I didn't tell him what it was, but I will if I have to.

He's always so good with my gifts, and never stresses out. THIS is why I stress out!!

Do you see what I have to measure up to?

Oh, I love my hubby!!!

Calling all photogs

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Ok, all my blogging peeps. I need your help.

I need want a new camera for Christmas and I need your advice. My camera is ok, but I'd like to have one that takes much better pictures, yet doesn't cost the balance of the children's college funds.

I see all of the great pics on everyone's blogs and it just makes my pictures look like, well, excuse my language, but... CRAP! I can't take pictures at night without my camera making them look like it's broad daylight. If I turn the flash off, the pictures turn out blurry. It's just a mess.


Send me links to great cameras, but oh, another thing, I would really like it to be small as well. Is that possible? I like to carry it with me everywhere. How else will I capture all of my blogging moments??

So there's your mission, should you choose to accept it.

Please choose to accept it. I'm completely lost without my blogging peeps. Don't make me beg.

Black Friday

So yes, I'm crazy. I set my alarm for 3:30 am - an hour I have not seen since having to feed my children every 3 hours - showered, fixed my hair, and put on my make-up - 'cuz that's how I roll - and made my way to fight the crazy's at HEB PLUS.

My mission? This:

Yep, the Nintendo DS for my little man. The deal was, it's regularly priced at $129 or higher. HEB PLUS had it on sale for $99! Since I was going to buy it anyway, there was no way I was letting a little sleep get in the way of saving $30!! So I got my shopping behind out of bed, left my lazy sleepy husband all snuggled and cozy, and off I went to fight this:

Pure madness.

I got the LAST one. Thank you. Thank you very much.

After that, I went to Toys R Us, which I will NEVER do again. People there are completely insane. I went there to get two Razors - one for each of the kids - because they were on sale for $18 (regular price is $32). Again, since I was going to buy them anyway, I had to save the money. I mean, $28 savings?? Yeah, baby!

BUT, I had to stand in line for an hour and a half! NEVER AGAIN!

I did get a few other things, and I did consider - several times - getting out of line and putting it all back, but after a while it was simply the principle that held me there.

After that, all that was left was Target. My favorite place on earth. Who doesn't love Target? Tackled stocking stuffers, a few gifts for additional peeps who will remain nameless, and Ashton's birthday presents.

All in all it was a very productive Black Friday. I was home by 9 am.

Anyone else participate in the madness?

Thanksgiving Merry-Go-Round

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Thanksgiving for us is like a never ending marry-go-round - one house to the other. It never stops. The longest we're ever in one place is for the Cowboy game.

First we go to Joey's grandparent's house to celebrate with them and his mom. And the best stuffing and sweet potatoes on the planet. Luckily I'm learning to make them.


Taylor is in constant need of attention, so he and Memaw passed the time with "fixed" game of checkers.

Then Taylor beat daddy at Uno. I don't think this one was fixed. I just think daddy stinks at Uno. What do you think, Taylor?

Yum. Almost time to throw down some turkey.

Now for the good part. Ashton LOVES buttermilk pie. She looks forward to it all year. Seriously, she asks about it all year long, but the problem is, it should really be called sugar and butter pie, so you can see why I only make it once a year.

Yeah, she's a little dramatic about her pie... (BTW, she's fainting not dying...)

Taylor, on the other hand, isn't a pie eater, but his daddy convinced him to try his favorite pie - pumpkin pie. He actually liked it. I'm so proud!

We KNOW Joey likes it!!

Next on the merry-go-round is my parents house. This is the largest gathering, as we have my parents (and their dog), my brother, his wife and kids & their exchange student (and their dog), and my SIL's mom. It was a full house.

Other than the food, the most important part of this stop was the Cowboy game. WOO HOO!!

Here are my parents - and their dog, Ditto.

I have to say, one of the things I am most thankful for this Thanksgiving is God's provision for my family. While we were at my parents house watching the game, Taylor was running through the house like 5 year old boys do. My mom was in the kitchen adjusting some things in the oven and had the oven door open, when Taylor came running as fast as he could around the corner and fell right onto the open oven door.

God was surely watching over him because when he should have, at the very least, come away with some sort of burn, bruise, scrape - SOMETHING! - he was completely unharmed. My very over dramatic little boy jumped up, turned around and went on about his playing.

Thank you God for protecting my baby.

After this, we stuffed ourselves silly with more food than humanly possible and rolled ourselves to our next location.

Next on the merry-go-round, Joey's dad's house. You may remember it as the house where my children like to pretend they're dogs. It was no different this time, I just don't have the pictures to prove it. My FIL does though, maybe after reading this, he'll send them to me :)

Not much eating here, just a piece of pie and lots of catching up. The kids ran like mice on the treadmill and then passed out by the front door. Literally. I know sometimes when people say "literally" they don't mean "literally". I mean literally. Joey had to carry all 69 pounds of Ashton to the car.

All in all it was a wonderful Thanksgiving. Until I went completely out of my mind and set my alarm clock for 3:30am the next morning.

More on that tomorrow.

Check out this cute giveaway!

Monday, December 1, 2008

Ok, you have to check this out! Whitney over at My Journey Toward: The Glamorous Life of a Housewife is having a great giveaway and I absolutely must win! She's giving this away:

Now I'm not a big gingerbread fan, but I would love to have this to bake chocolate ginger breads for Ashton's birthday slumber party. Wouldn't that be adorable? She wanted to have cupcakes and let all her friends decorate them, but these would be much better to decorate, right??

Hop on over and check it out!

Remember that to do list?

Ahh... the to do list. I'm often a fan of lists. It makes me feel good to be able to mark something off a list.

How about you?

What about when your list seems insurmountable? Like you can't get anything accomplished, but you're working non-stop. That's how I felt most of last week.

Just when I was beginning to feel like a complete failure, as my list seemed to be getting the best of me, Joey looked at me and said, "I think you may have bitten off more than you can chew. You can't be housewife of the year all in one week!"

Although I felt like I had accomplished some of the larger things on my list, there was still so much to be done. It was like a huge weight lifted off my shoulders to know that I wasn't a failure to Joey if I didn't get it all done.

Now... enough about my little pity party. Wanna see what I did?? It's like a picture book, so try to keep up.

The sweet little girl in these pictures is my beautiful daughter; however, when it comes to her bedroom, she is best compared to Hurricane Katrina. I'm not sure what to do with her, I just keep hoping that one day living in a pig pen will begin to bother her.

So, tackling her room was quite the undertaking. 3 TRASH bags (and I do mean trash - some trash, broken toys, and just plain junk!) and a LARGE trip to Goodwill later, I (we) are very pleased! She was very excited to help me put together some new furniture for her room

The cubes that we put together above were somewhat simple, and I'm impatient, so I didn't want to wait for Joey to put together her new dresser.

I am woman, hear me roar!

I roared pretty loudly, too, when Joey got home and I realized that I put the bottom on backwards (thus the Smirnoff in my hand!). But we don't talk about that.

Joey put together a new desk for Ashton and that pretty much wrapped up her room.

I did get to Taylor's room, too. I cleaned out tons of books and toys that he doesn't play with anymore and put his bed up on risers so I could fit some storage containers underneath. (I'm all about hiding things!)

Next on the list was cooking for Thanksgiving. The kids love to help me cook, so Taylor was first to volunteer to help me cook the cornbread for the stuffing. He loves to crack the eggs (his Memaw taught him and Ashton) so I basically stood there and watched.

Stuffing down, sweet potatoes, pumpkin pie, and buttermilk pie to go!

Next, the kids and I love to make Rice Krispie Treats during the holidays. Taylor really did help, but you know how he is when I point the camera in his direction...

Finally, I HAVE to get the Christmas decorations up immediately after Thanksgiving. If not, I start to sweat and have heart palpitations. Seriously.

This year, I just let the kids do the decorating and let go of my control... it was hard, but they love it so much I just didn't see the point in being so particular about where every ornament went. I remember being a kid and loving this time of year so much - I want them to enjoy it just as much as I did when I was growing up.

And the final product... of course, I had to put my bow on, because I love it. I love Christmas. All the lights, the food, the family, the TRUE meaning - all of it. I love it.

Taylor loves it to, I guess. This is how I found him the next morning when I got up. I asked him what he was doing and he said, "looking at all the pretty lights. I love Christmas."

That's my boy...

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I’m Stephanie - wife to one extremely handsome cop; mother to two extremely silly kids. The hubs and I have been married since February ’99. I love him more each day and simply can’t get enough of him. My daughter, Ashton, is 12 going on 17. She’s beautiful, creative, smart, and oh, so sassy. Taylor, our son, is 8 and is so much like his daddy it’s scary. He makes me laugh all the time with the silly things he says and does. He won’t remember what you told him 5 minutes from now, just like his daddy. I love to laugh and spend time with friends and family. I’ve also recently discovered a love for cooking and enjoy sharing recipes. I love finding new blog friends, so be sure to leave a comment so I can do the same!
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