My Very First Guest Blogger...

It all started with a 'q'. A 'q' that Cocoa Puff said I needed on my blog. She shuffled in to our office/guest bedroom - well past her bedtime - because she couldn't get comfortable in her bed. (Yes, I know, she's got me wrapped around her little finger.) She saw that I was writting a post for my blog - it was almost done when she started 'helping' me....I decided to not fight it and I let her have a post of her own. (Watch for the post I was working on tomorrow or Tuesday?)

So without further delay, here is my first (and maybe only) guest blogger....Please give a warm welcome to Cocoa Puff.

q - this is from Cocoa Puff...she said my blog needed a 'q' dddddbmpioooo bbbbbbb

cat - we're trying to learn how to spell little words...she asked me the other day how to spell something ( I can't remember what word) and ever since I've been slipping a few in here and there.

uuuuipkljhxzcf <-------Cocoa Puff spelling her name :)

uiopuygfbnn,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,mvgtyqqqwertyui <------I asked her what she was spelling here and she said it was a surprise! When I took over she said, "Mom, stop! It's my turn. I need to have a turn."

Back to Cocoa Puff....

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Me: "What do you want to tell everybody?"

CP: I want to tell everybody I am updating my blog. Can I do it? Please? It's my turn..."

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Me: "Do you want to say hi to anyone?"

CP: "Uh, no."

Me: I went through some of the people that might read...all five or ten of you :)

CP: "I want to say hi to everyone...and I really want to go see Jordan sing again. She sings pretty."

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And now a pretty cute vlog from my guest blogger! I hope you enjoy...

Five question Friday!

It's been too long! I have been one stressed out Mommy...and I have the pimples to prove it :)

So, a little de-stressing activity....Five Question Friday! I love me some Mama M. and some Five quesitons on Friday!



1. Did you pass your driver's test on the first try?

Why yes I did! I can be a very good driver when I want to be. I could also be a speed demon in high school....I will stop there.

2. What is your most embarrassing moment?

I am very easily embarrassed. I also frequently do things to embarrass myself...not that I mean to, it just happens.


One particulary embarrassing incident comes to mind...I don't know if I can really share it. I would be horribly embarrassed if I did....

Should I? Should I not?

Okay, fine here goes....

I went on Spring Break my sophomore year in high school with a fellow band member. (It might have been freshman year...not positive?) We went to New Mexico to visit her family. There was a really cute, older uncle, hers, not mine - just to clarify. While we were there I was being visited my a certain Aunt FLO...you know 'that time of the month'...yuck! (Keep in mind I was maybe 14 or 15 at the time.)

Here comes the embarrassing part...I still cannot believe I am typing this for all the five readers I have to see....

I went to the bathroom to do my business...I also had to poop. Then the toilet would not flush. I was thinking, "Seriously?" and turning all shades of red. I wanted to dig a hole in the bathroom floor and make my way to China to avoid utter humiliation.

But I knew I had to face the music. I went out and whispered to my friend. She is not an easily embarrassed type, by-the-way. She yells to her cute uncle, "The toilet won't flush!" He heads in there. Me, trying to act very not embarrassed, "I'm sorry. I had to go. And..." That's about as far as I got before I passed out and died of embarrassment.

Okay, I, obviously did not pass out or die of embarrassment. But if it were possible, that would have been the moment it would have happened. Don't ya think?


I think I'll move on to the next question...I am starting to turn all shades of red again.

3. What TV show would you like to be on - Oprah, Biggest Loser, or What Not to Wear?

Can I say all three? Well, it's my blog and I am going to say all three.

In this order: Biggest Loser to, you know, lose a few - or maybe 120 - pounds (I really don't have that many to lose), then What Not to Wear...because I would still be wearing all the riducously yucky clothes from before Biggest Loser, and finally Oprah...of course she would want to talk to be after my experiences and because I am such a fabulous, well-known blogger (insert snort here please!).

4. Would you ever get plastic surgery and what kind?

Before kids I would have said absolutely and all kinds. Why not...it'll be fun.

After kids, no! Most women would probably me the opposite, right? Well, I will explain.


I am a nut job...I don't want to have the anethesia required to have the plastic surgery because something could go wrong and then I wouldn't be around for my kiddos. I did warn you.


5. What are your favorite jeans to wear?


Uh...jeans that fit? I typically buy Old Navy jeans...not too pricey and they fit okay.


Whew. All done! I am visualizing Cheerio shaking her hands making the 'all done' sign...just thought I would let you know. And even though it's about 11:30 p.m. Cocoa Puff is in her bed singing "If you like then you should've put a ring on it....oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..." She is a silly night owl like her Mommy.

Not Me! Monday

It's been a few days since I last posted...I've been thinking about posting. But the weather in our neck of the woods has been too pretty to stay inside on the computer. Yes, I know that I could compose a post at night...I have thirty thousand excuses, I mean reasons, why I haven't. Moving on --->

Warning: If you are squeamish around dirty things, please stop reading and looking at photos. This is going to be a dirty post!

You have been warned.

Okay, you asked for it!

Since I haven't posted lately, I thought I would get in on MckMama's Not Me! Monday. For complete rules and to read other people's 'Not Me's!' head over to MckMama's blog.



This weekend, I did not neglect the laundry just so I could play outside with my little people and Cap'N Crunch!









It certainly was not Cocoa Puff who put her girly princess shoe in with Daddy's dirty work clothes...I guess even princess shoes need to be washed sometimes!



I also did not leave the bathtub with a dirt trail this big.



And Cap'N Crunch did not just fill up the tub and tell me after it was filled up that I needed to clean it after the girls had their bath. Nope, not my sweet, helpful husband!

I absolutely did not forego sweeping all weekend. (In my defense, we were in and out of the house all weekend. It wouldn't have mattered if I had swept...right? Yup. We'll go with that!)






Now that you know all of my "dirty" little secrets...I have to go finish washing that mountain o' laundry. I already finished sweeping the floor and washing the bathtub and cleaning the kitchen and vaccuming the carpet and the babies are in bed....Whew! I'm tired. Maybe I will just go to bed. Good night!

Yes!

Dear Cocoa Puff,

Yes! I will be your best friend. Tonight, we were cuddling in your bed when you asked me if I would be your best friend. Wow! What an honor. There is no one else I would rather have as my best friend! (other than your Daddy of course...he will always be my best number one best friend) You went on to tell me that you were going to wake me up in the morning and tell me, "Wake up Mommy! It's a beautiful day (that's what I tell you and Cheerio when you wake up)!" I am so lucky to have such a great best friend!

But let me warn you that I am your Mommy first. It's my job and I take it very seriously...only because I want you and your sister (and future siblings) to grow up to be responsible human beings. I want you to follow the Golden Rule...Do onto others as you would have them do onto you. I want you to be happy.

I only want what's best for you...and I realize that there will be times that you don't think I know what's best..and maybe I won't, but I have experience and love. I will try really hard not to be over-bearing or too protective ( I did say try...it may happen sometimes. I'm not perfect. And I won't expect you to be perfect either....but I will expect you to try your best.) I could go on and on, but I won't...I want to enjoy my new best friend status...you may change your mind tomorrow when I make you help me clean-up all the toys you take out or when I tell you it's quiet time or when you can't wear your bathing suit to bible study...I told you I am your Mommy first! hee hee

I just wanted to jot some of these things down that have been floating around in my head. I love you so much that sometimes I feel like "my heart is going to pop out of my chest and go into my nose." <----your words :)