Happy Birthday Baby! Now stop growing...

(stay tuned...i cannot find my 10, 11 and havent taken the 12 mon shot yet...OOPS for automatically scheduling this one before finishing!)

I can't find my 1 month shot but this one is from then:

funniest picture ever

If THIS isnt the cutest and funniest picture ever, im not sure what is.

Look at Davis:

IN CASE you missed that:

Thats all...

i've become a terrible blogger

i honestly wish i had so much more time to blog but i am in the midst of my busiest month at work all year long.

Long hours.

Early hours.

BUSY hours.

BOOOORING.

I know, i know, you don't want to hear it!

Work is getting in the way of my life.

OVA it. :)

But lots of big things are happening these days!

1) Davis' first birthday is on THURSDAY!

(Cue Usher "o o oo o o o oo o o o oo oo Oh. My. Gosh.)

And his party is on Saturday.

Let's just say:

Carnival. Corn Dogs. Cake. Cuties. Ckisses.

(Go with it.)

WOO HOO!!!!!!

B) We bought a house and move-in in 3 weeks!

Still haven't started packing. OOPS.

III) It's pumpkin season!!!!

4) Davis took his first steps! My lil punkin pie...so big.

Cinco) ok, thats it. But still...big things

More to come! promise. ;)

i have exciting news!!

Growing Up

SO, we are placing an offer TODAY on this:EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

that's all i have for now. While i do have about 3 blogs in the works, this takes precedence.
prayers appreciated. and NEEDED...

Get to workin peeps!

why does my child look like a 3 year old?

he isnt even 1 yet and he looks ginormous.

chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool...

if you ever wondered...

...if Matt and i were dramatic, just take a look at our offspring:

Calling all Lions!

Does that title make sense? no.

But it is an attempt to say that i need your BEST thoughts and ideas of things i can do for Davis' first birthday party! He is my little lion so that is what i am going with.

I got inspired by this blog who did a FANTASTIC job planning and creating for her son's first birthday party with a WHALE theme. Cute as a button! check her stuff out! (I just found her in a google search)

I did find these adorable cupcake holders from The City Pantry:

Ok: think Lions, Jungle, Safari, growling...whatever! I just need your best thoughts.

GO!

birthday party planning

i CANNOT believe that this time last year i was sweating like crazy (because it was freaking HOT!) and super white because i didn't want to go outside and I was praying that my little boy would come sooner rather than later because i wanted to meet him and kiss his sweet face. And i still had like a month and a half left. EEK!
We were making plans and arrangements in our small little living space to have a child, all the while not having a CLUE what we were doing. (do i know what i am doing now? uh, no...but still. at least i have experience.)

what started as this:

Is now this:

My sweet boy is getting so big! (and heavy!)

A lady asked me the other day as we were talking about birthday party's for a 1 year old and i was saying "What should i dooooo?" She said "Well, what does he like to do?"

uhhhh, put things in his mouth?

Drool on things?

pull things down?

throw things on the ground?

Squeal?

Poop?

Sounds like a reeeeally fun party. Can't wait to come to that.

HA!

Can this work for everyone's birthday present?

easiest. present. ever.action shot:

and who WOULDNT want this for their birthday?

Who needs a hug?!

Happy 9th Birthday to my sweet Cuz, Eva Gray! Hope you have the best day and your buddy Davis cant wait to see you in September!

"i own this joint"

funny joke anyone?

"yea, i got this. I can work a crowd...'Last Comic Crawling' anyone?"

Davis' words...

Doesn't he look like he is telling a joke there? He delivers a MAD punchline. ha!

Let me just say that our first vacation in over a year was a MASSIVE success. Vacations must be mandatory for one's sanity.

Davis' favorite thing about the whole week?

Sand.

Duh. It tastes AWESOME.

P.S. pretty amazing how he fell in love with these sunglasses. i can sense that he felt "COOL."
The sand eating continues. I was pretty sure that once he had one "taste" that he wouldn't do it again, but yet, i could NOT keep his hands out of it. What can i say? Nothing. He likes to eat sand. Up next? Red clay! Yummmmmm...

Serious dude with a 'tude.

(I swore i would never say "tude" and i just failed myself. Next up? "Loose the 'tude' Mister." What is wrong with me?)

Snacks on the beach are awesome...On the menu? Puffs. Goldfish. Fruit. And of course, sand...

That belly is so cute.

One of my favorite memories of the beach with my family when my brother and i were young were chasing the waves and then running away from them when they were coming in. As a parent, i can understand why they would love this: Sun+energy expenditure=Coma Kids.

Let the wave chasing begin.

Amazing vacation.

The Domestic Experiment

Being the thrifty, snazzy wife & mother than i am, i decided to do a little project. 2 parts; neither of them complete: I have such a pretty, nice, super comfy/cozy, spacious bed. For the life of myself, i cannot figure out how one person can shuffle the sheets so much when they practically stay in one spot for 8 hours, but alas, my husband is the "messiest" sleeper and i am not even a neat freak! Could be that he sleeps diagonal? (Picture me squished to the edge...)Weird? yes.

So i decided to document this. Matt went out of town for a few days back in April (outdated post? yes.) and i didn't make the bed ONE TIME and you can see what happened to my side of the bed.

Practically nothing...I could EASILY fold my side back over, do a little nip and tuck here and there, throw the pillows back on and we are set. Some of you might say "What is the big freaking deal?"

Nothing. Seriously! Nothing...

There is no deal.

Then Matt came home.
Wha? Uh? Seriously?

The dude is all over the map. This isn't even the worst i've seen!

Laundry is another story:I have never hidden the fact that i don't like putting up laundry. I would even venture to say HATE putting it up. I would rather scrub a toilet.

Quick. Easy. Smells good afterwards.

Done & Done.

Laundry takes FOR.EV.ER. (im SUUUUPER busy...false)

You have to:

sort it. Fold what needs to be folded.

Put in a pile what needs to be hung up.

Get out the hangers.

Get them untangled like 100 times.

Put hangers ON the clothes.

Separate husband's stuff.

Separate towels.

separate baby stuff.

separate my stuff.

Trip over shoes in the closet.

This crap continues...

Etc etc.

Did you cringe and curse just reading that? I did. And i think my blood pressure rose. UGH.

SO i went 3 weeks and JUST washed my clothes and baby's clothes. I kept all of Matt's stuff in the laundry basket. Did he notice? no. Did he have clothes to wear? miraculously, yes.

THEN IT HAPPENED.

He did a load of laundry.

HA!! that will teach him.

And what happened?

It sat in a basket for another week:

Then it sat in a chair for another week.

So who learned something here?

Freaking no one.

Sick & Tan

just call him my little Vicks baby. a cold was bound to happen at some point. I was bound and determined to lock him in his room for the first year of life until he could learn to blow his own nose, but the ONE TIME i let him get out and this is what happens...sheesh. i learned my lesson. "Back in the room kiddo..."

BUT: "Can't no body break-a my style, cant no body hoooooold me down, OH NO! Ive got to keep on moooooovin." tell me you know that song!