PSS: Mommy Dearest + Married With Children = My Family..

Forever ago Amy asked us "Which movie or TV show does your life most closely resemble and why?"

My answer changes on a daily basis, sometimes even hourly. Right now "Who's the Boss?" would be very fitting. Too many people in one house and family trying to be in charge of others. GRRR!!!

I wish I could say it's the "Brady Bunch" but that would be lying. I could say "Cinderella", but not for the good reasons...more along the lines of the evil stepmother.

"Mommy Dearest"...except for the beating my child with a wire hanger while I am screaming "No Wire Hangers!!" part. I haven't done that...yet. I kid, I kid. I wouldn't beat my child with a wire hanger while making them scrub the bathroom floor...I would only do that while they scrubbed the toilets.

"Brothers and Sisters" do to the fact that my brothers and sister are pretty screwed up! (Love 'em anyway.)

"Married with Children". Sometimes I feel like that sums up who I am...only a mom and wife, not an individual. Not exactly Peggy Bundy material...and I think my dogs really do talk when I am not around.

Most of the time "Clueless" sums up how I feel about life. And I have yet to find a problem that shopping can't fix. (thanks Kim.)

First Day of School...

Christian absolutely loves his preschool. He started in August when the rest of the kids started school, but you know me. He goes two days a week and has done some really fun stuff. Every morning when I drop him off, he wants "the girl" to take him in, not mommy. The school's front desk lady comes out and helps some of the kids inside when their parents drop them off at the drive thru. Yes, it is easier for me to just drop him off and not have to park, unload Emma and get Christian to class. But at the same time, it's just another one of those reminders that he doesn't need me for everything anymore. When I pick him from school he beams from ear to ear every time he sees me. He gets to take treats for the next two Mondays, so we are off to the grocery store while Emma naps...but here are some cute pics of the worlds' cutest preschooler!!


All the kids got to decorate their own bags for class. I can't even begin to tell you the anxiety I had letting Christian do it all by himself. No matching colors...no rhyme or reason as to what he put on there...My control freak issues were boiling...


But I let him do it the way he wanted, without input from OCD mommy...









and it turned out fabulous!!









It is a music preschool where the kids get to play drums, pianos and even learn notes and about composers. Christian's teacher has told me that he has some great rhythm; he can drum, dance and stay on beat. She was really impressed. Christian kicks my butt at Rock Band. He can actually play a little bit of a couple of songs. He must get that from his daddy cuz it sure isn't from me!






This is on the way to his first day of school without parents staying. I have to admit,I was a little sad. He is growing up too fast. But now when I take him to school, I am okay. I get some one on one time with Emma and I know Christian is having a good time and learning lots.





What a cutie!!

Five Years in the Making...

We have been in our house for five and half years. Every room in the house has been decorated, some even redecorated, except for our master bedroom. We got a new bed when we were married, but everything else was just a hodge podge stuff that we threw in there. We FINALLY did our room! We didn't paint...Marcus has this thing that unless you are painting ALL the walls the SAME color, it never looks good unless a professional painter does it. I didn't want to pay a professional to come and paint, and painting is such a commitment....I don't do commitment well...maybe that's why Marcus and I dated for two years and were engaged nine months before we were married. :) Anywho, we got a new bed set that was on sale at Macy's..still paid WAY more then I am comfortable with, but it looks really good and should last for awhile. We FINALLY got our first dresser!! I thought since we have been together for so long, we were done with all our "firsts", but this is the first dresser we have had since we have been married. Too bad Hallmark doesn't make a card for this kind of celebration. Before the dresser, we had bins and baskets in our closet for our clothes, but now, we have more room in our all ready very roomy closet, and we can use the bins and baskets for different things. At first, I wasn't going to post pictures of my bedroom...it's my bedroom...things happen in there...like sleeping and eating of candy that I hide from Christian. I lock myself up there every Thursday night to watch Grey's while I pretend to fold laundry or do paperwork, but in reality, I can't do anything but watch Patrick Dempsey and drool. I digress...it is kind of creepy to me to post pictures of my room, but it looks really nice and I have to show it off. :0)

From our room

From our room

From our room

From our room

From our room

I redid the colors in our bathroom from pink and purple to cream and sage green, but I didn't take pictures of that yet. I am waiting on committing to a vinyl saying for my wall above my tub...see, it's that commitment thing again. Anyway, we can finally cross our room off our project list and that feels good!!

Time To Change My Password...

Marcus (obviously) posted that last post. He taught Christian a really bad habit of locking me out of the house or the car and yelling "Dance!". I then have to dance before he will let me in. It doesn't matter if we are in a store parking lot, if I just ran out to the gargage outside or if my arms are full of groceries and a baby...it's great. That last post is the dance Christian usually makes me do. He calls it the Ooger Baby...I don't know why or where he got it from. Marcus and I had some down time at our last photo shoot and Marcus was playing with the camera...you would really think I would know better by now...

Ooger Baby

From Ooger Baby

What Do You Do All Day???

I was asked this question awhile ago by someone who is missing the filter. You know, the filter that 99% of the human population has that filters out the things that probably shouldn't be said out loud to others. This particular person was born without this filter. Some of the things that spew from this person's mouth are unbelievable. When I was asked what it is that I do all day, I am pretty sure this person didn't mean it the way that I, and the others around me, took it. But I took it personally and thought, "How dare you ask me this? Do you not get that I am insanely busy with kids, housework, three businesses, etc, etc?" I got very angry and held a grudge towards this person...many other things have also been said by this person that have added to my hard feelings, but honestly, I am working on getting over them. It's not worth being angry and upset.
So I have been thinking a lot lately on what exactly it is that I do all day. I think I got so upset by this particular question because it called me out on something I have been struggling with. I need and want to spend more time with Christian and Emma just playing and having fun. I am constantly worrying about cleaning the house, making sure the laundry is done and trying to lead the picture perfect life. You know what, I am not June Cleaver. I would love it if I could be, but I am tired of feeling like I am failing as a wife, mother and homemaker. I can only try to do better....I would be content with being June Cleaver's distant cousin.
I have (hopefully) come up with a system that will that allow me to get my work stuff done, keep the house in semi-decent shape but also allow me more play time with the little ones.
During this past weekend's General Conference session, the prophet even talked about not worrying about fingerprints on clean surfaces, toy scattered across the floor; all that will be gone too soon. I need to focus on enjoying my children while they are young and actually like me and not worrying if my vacuum lines aren't straight...yes, that really is a concern of mine. :) Instead of looking forward to Emma's nap time to get house projects done, I need to look forward to Emma's nap time to play with Christian and do the things he wants to do. I don't think my transition will be 100% smooth, but I owe it to my family to try.
The next time someone asks me "So, what do you do all day?" I can answer proudly, "I play with my babies and love every minute of it."

PSS: Dream Car...

A few weeks ago my sister asked: "What is your dream car(s) and why".

Right now my dream car would be one that cooks, cleans, does laundry, watches kids, pays bills, rubs my feet and brings me ice cream in bed...but since we know that doesn't exist and never will, I haven't the foggiest on what my dream car would be. I am the definition of girlie girl. If there was a car that could drive it's self so I could do my makeup while on my way to where ever I was going, that would save me lots of time and energy.

Marcus used to have a BMW before we got married. I loved that car. It had heated seats and was so fun to drive. The first time I drove it, my knuckles were white the whole time. That car was worth more than I was. I would like to have another BMW someday, but that would be after the kids are all grown and out of the house. I am going to end up needing a 12 passenger van for my family before we are all done!!

For Aunt Kim and Nana

Emma is the smartest almost 16 month old in our house!! Everything is a puppy. This is only a hand full of words she can say. She is growing up WAY too fast. And no, those aren't horns sticking out of the back of her head; they are our first attempt at pigtails.

Christian's latest obsession is Dora and Diego. He is talking about his map (I'm a map. I'm a map. I'm a map. I'm a map...greatest show ever!) that is going to take him to save a kitty stuck in a tree.

Aren't they the cutest?!?!

I Don't Normally Talk Politics...

but what happened last night is unforgivable. It is down right disturbing and I won't stand for it. How selfish can one be? I mean really, come on!! The Vice Presidential Debate was on which means Grey's Anatomy was not. Shocking, I know!! I need me some Grey's; more Grey's is what I say. To those people who think watching two people banter back and forth and answer questions about important economic, political and current events-Shame on you!! Shame, I say!! One night a week I get to sit back, relax and enjoy McDreamy and all others at Seattle Grace. One night; is that asking too much?? Next time there is a debate or speech on, how about it you clear it with me as to when it can be on? I would appreciate it. Thank you in advance.

Slowly Getting Back to Normalish...and Mascara

The thank you cards are all mailed. The dishes all returned. All the Get Well flowers are dead and smelly. The house is finally clean. Life is slowly getting back to normal. Marcus did get an infection in the incision area, but the antibiotics seem to be clearing that up nicely. He still can't lift or chase Christian and Emma around. He is feeling good, but gets tired quickly. He is still a wienie....so not much of that has changed. I think I am running on fumes at this point, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and it looks good.
I have so many things I want to write about and so many pictures to post, but I have been too exhausted to do much of anything once the little ones are in bed and I can actually do what I want to do.
I took Christian and Emma to daycare today so I can actually get stuff done. Now that the house is finally clean, I get to do what I want. Marcus slept all morning; the house was so quiet it was borderline freaky.
I have to go buy mascara. I lost my only tube on Monday and haven't had any since. Scary, I know. The thought of taking Christian and Emma to Sephora for some reason doesn't sound fun. I told Marcus I had lost my mascara and he said, "That's a frightening thought." I thought it was rude, but he is trying to convince me that he meant if it was lost, Christian could get into it and make a mess. Yeah. Right. Whatever.