To nap or not to nap...

Sissy is in a strange transition time with naps right now. She would of course prefer to never nap, however every time we let that slide it inevitably means drama beginning at about 6 pm. So I have been putting her in her room for "quiet time" every day for 2 hours. She is not allowed to get out of her bed, although Barbies mysteriously make their way into her bed along with her dollhouse furniture and if asked about it she will tell you that they "flew like Wendy in Peter Pan." So often times, like today, she will fall asleep after an hour or so of playing always in a weird position and always with her Barbies sleeping in their beds nearby.

Welcome Gma and Gpa!

We are excited to announce that my grandparents just closed on a beautiful home a couple streets away from us! We are looking forward to seeing them often and for them to get to participate in many of the kids' activities in the upcoming years. We had some family over last night to celebrate their arrival!

Laundry woes, Target hell, and I'm pretty sure I need therapy

What a day. And it isn't even close to being over yet! To begin my story/rant I will divulge a secret little tidbit that my husband will kill me for...he is wearing a pair of my boxers today. A pair of boxers that I bought when I was in high school when it was cool for girls to wear boxers. After exiting the shower today he pointed to a full basket of clothes lying in the hall and asked if they were clean. I really wanted to say yes but I didn't want everyone at his work to have to smell him all day so I admitted that they were not. He told me he did not have any clean boxers and I immediately went off on how "I have had a lot on my mind and he needs to tell me if he is on his last pair of underwear." We decided he would wear gym shorts until I found that particular pair of 90's boxers in my pajama drawer. I feel sorry for him, I really do. So sorry, in fact, that I have done 2 whole loads of his laundry today. So tomorrow when he wakes up and sees another basket of unfolded clothes in the hallway I can proudly tell him they are clean. That should get me by for awhile.

Twice a year Target has a big toy sale and they mark their sale toys to 75% off. I love it. In the winter I buy for Sissy's birthday and in the summer I buy for Big Boy's. My friends and I- even though we swear we aren't going to- stalk every Target in Wichita for days in advance trying to guess what will be marked down, by how much, and how many of every item we/our children "need". This year I told myself I would not go overboard and the one thing I/Big Boy really needed was this particular Thomas the Train toy that would be marked down to under $3.


Big Boy is OBSESSED with trains and will be thrilled to see his new train table we have gotten him for his second birthday. Well, every time he sees this Thomas toy (that comes completely empty btw, you have to buy the trains to fill it separately) he goes crazy. I have been watching it at Target and waiting for it to go. We wake up this morning and I drag 3 children- yes 3, mine and another little girl- to not one, but 3 Targets in search of this toy. I am too late at all of them, the toy is gone, and to top it off at the second Target some lovely person opened their door into mine and DENTED/SCRATCHED MY CAR while I was shopping!

I was pretty sure it was a direct result of the torturous morning I was putting my kids through and I can only hope that the person who did this will be the benefactor of some cosmic payback.

Moving on, I am pretty sure I need to enter some sort of therapy. I mean, really, I scored a lot of cool toys for the kids and all I could think about was that my son would not be getting the train case he loved. Rather than accepting my loss and going home I acted like a complete idiot and kept driving right past my house over to the closest Toys R Us to buy the toy at full price. I would love to pretend that this kind of lunacy is just because I am such a great mom but I think I would be fooling myself! Oh well, he'll have a great birthday present and hopefully it is worth all of the gas I used and a permanent disfigurement to my car.

Here is the other loot I scored, though, for about 20 bucks!

Welcome baby B!

My good friend Laura added a new addition to her beautiful family! He is so sweet and wonderful. I loved getting the chance to hold him tonight. Congrats L, A, E, and E!

Our delicious morning

We spent the morning at a local Wichita doughnut shop with our playgroup. It is not your usual doughnut shop- their flavors include Maple Bacon, Rootbeer Float, Oatmeal Cookie, and Lemon Cooler. The kids picked the boring sprinkle ones of course, while I indulged in some of the more unusual flavors... to bring home to Pat, of course. The shop was great and it had a big stage in the back room that the kids had a blast playing on.





The kids also spent some time this morning raiding Daddy's closet. Either that or someone, I'm not sure who, left Daddy's shoes out around the house for the kiddos to discover. Hmmm. I clearly need to work on my photography skills since you can hardly see the shoes in the pictures. I will try to do better!

I'm here!

Alright, I did it! After months of "blog stalking" everyone else's I have finally began my own. I am the first to admit that keeping in touch with family and friends can sometimes be difficult with our busy schedules so hopefully this will help encourage us all to keep in touch and for others to start blogs as well. I have been accused of sending out pictures too much (I can't help it) and too little so now people can make the choice how often they want to view my children. I can't promise anything noteworthy or remotely stimulating will ever be written on this blog but these are the days of our lives...