Friday, December 31, 2010


It' 2011. You know what that means...the ubiquitous New Years Resolution list. (side note: I'm pretty proud of myself for just using the word "ubiquitous." Mommy brain has drastically affected my vocabulary.)

My side note brings me to my FIRST resolution for 2011:

1) Read More :
I love reading and speed reading is my one true talent in life. I am a Super-speedy-fast-while-still-comprehending-could-probably-win-a-contest Reader. I AM prone to exaggeration but not about myself. So it's true....I can read super fast...most likely faster than you.
So that being said:

I need to read more of these two things: Literature and the B-I-B-L-E. Especially the B-I-B-L-E. Reading the bible the past two years has felt like trying to wade through some kind of heavy, murky bog. Hard. I'm determined though.

2) Write More:
On this blog...journaling....poetry....etc.
Also...I have this deep, quiet desire to write a BOOK. I have no earthly idea what I would write. Maybe heaven will give me some inspiration this year.


I love dancing. I didn't dance growing up but I discovered dance in college. I started taking some classes and FELL IN LOVE. I feel most alive when I dance. I feel loved and free when I dance. I feel beautiful when I dance (even though I'm not very good.) The last dance class I took was a modern class before I got pregnant. Yesterday I was organizing my closet and found my shoes and tights. I almost started crying. Miss. It. I also just miss the spontaneous dancing in the living room, making up my own choreography as I go, kind of dancing. For some reason I haven't done that in too long.

I have this sweet memory from college: My dance professor would let me come to the dance space before class (when the room wasn't being used) and let me have it all to myself. I would just let myself go.

4) Paint/Photography

are you seeing a theme? I have had a creative block and I really want to get those juices flowing again.

5) Grow in love with my husband. Be a better wife.

I want to grow more in love with my husband every year and continue to become the wife of his dreams.

6) Love People/ Get out of my bubble:

I want to be ready with the kind really SEE the people around me. I want to love people I encounter in my every day life but I also want to find a specific outlet that gets me out of my suburban bubble.

7) Exercise/ lose the rest of my baby weight:

My weight loss has stalled. I am 5-7 lbs away from pre-preggo weight. It is stubborn, stubborn weight. I can fit into some of my pre-preggo pants but not most of them. AND the holidays REALLY did not help.
My goal is to do some kind of exercise at least 6 days a week and to eat smaller meals but more often. Since I'm nursing I've got to keep my caloric intake up but hopefully that plan will kick my metabolism into gear.

8) Enjoy my baby girl.

Well, this is an easy one. It is impossible not to enjoy my baby girl...she is just so enjoyable. I do want to not take this season of our lives for granted. I want to drink it all in to the very core of me, imprinting every memory onto my heart, and breathing out "thank you" with every breath.

This New Years was celebrated in a different parents. Scrambling for and unable to find a babysitter, I resigned myself to staying at home while our more unattached friends partied it up at a karaoke/dance extravaganza.

Our friends Mark and Jessie saved the night. They had us and our other friends William and Beth over. We spent the night talking about push-up bras (the girls), sharing how-we-met stories, deep belly laughing, and sharing our secret-heart hopes for the New Year...or for life in general. We rang in the New Year gathered around the fire, the wives sitting on their husbands laps, with our sweet babies asleep upstairs. We clicked our champagne glasses, smooched our hubbies, and thanked God for 2011.

New Years Eve was officially redeemed.

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Thursday, December 23, 2010

Merry Christmas!

To: Everyone

May your Christmas be filled with love, wonder, thankfulness, magical-ness, and cookies. Yes, don't forget the cookies.


Kristina, James, and Tooters (aka: Adoration)

Every time I look at you.

Dear Adoration Joy,

You are Six Months old! whoa! You have been on this earth (outside my belly) half a year. I really do hope you like it. I just love being your mommy and your daddy loves being your daddy! We LOVE to love you.

It's been so much fun watching you grow and change. You are our constant source of entertainment. I am pretty sure I've smiled more during these last six months than I have in any other six months of my life. That is because I smile every time I look at you.....and I look at you all day long. Thank you for bringing so many more smiles into my life.

Your very first Christmas is almost here. You won't remember it but I hope you will feel surrounded by love. It is a day about love, celebrating when Love stooped down, became a man, and entered this world as a little baby. I hope that all your Christmas's will be magical, full of wonder, and overflowing with love.

I am proud of you every day.

Your Mama.

Monday, December 20, 2010


The last week or so has been just packed full of festivities. yay!
My husband's company had it's Christmas party (we are all good friends which makes all our get together's so much fun.)
We traveled to Georgia for a wedding.
We went to a rock show.
Went to the Christmas service at Queen City Church....where ya'll, they had a CHOIR and did a sufjan stevens version of one the Christmas carols. made my little heart happy.

Do I have pictures of us at any of these events? Nope. Geez, where is my paparazzi to take pictures of my family when I am actually wearing an outfit that doesn't entail yoga pants?

I do have some pictures from the Georgia wedding. The pictures are not mine. But I am in them. score.

My BFF's little sis, Sarah got married. Sarah is gorgeous, is a hairstylist/educator, and has fabulous platinum hair. She also had a super fabulous wedding dress. I unfortunately don't have a pic of her fabulousness, but below is a pic of my BFF Erika and me at the wedding.

Notice how great Erika's make-up looks. (It was done by one of the bride's cosmetology friends.) She is gorgeous without it, of course, but I sure was envying her make-up job.

Notice how I look like I'm not wearing any make-up. I tried. I really did. I FELT like I had put on lots of know....trying to glam it up for the wedding . And I look exactly. the. same. #someonepleaseteachmehowtoputonmakeup.

The next pic are me and the hubs cutting a rug. My hubs thinks its his personal responsibility to get the party started. He is good at it too:
The dance floor was empty.
He got on the mic, worked his magic, and got practically everyone on to the dance floor.
Party started.
The rest of the night people thought he was the DJ and the actual DJ referred to James as "wild" James. bwahahaha.

This is a blurry picture and we look super awkward but please notice my hubby's SKINNY tie. I just love skinny ties. As my hub's says, "skinny guys need skinny ties." Skinny guys everywhere, take note.

Okay, that was my super-random, mostly picture-less blog post. Stay-tuned for a 6 month letter to my little patootie and pictures of her cutey-patootie-ness.

Happy Holidays!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Rude Awakening

I've been a little lazy about blogging lately. My beloved camera is still under the weather and for some reason, not being able to take the kinds of photos I want inhibits my desire to blog....that, and a little bit of writer's block.

So a little bit of an update:
It's been a little out of the routine around the Boothe household. My husband was out of town for about 5 days for work. He's my best friend so I always miss him terribly when he has to go out of town. I kept showing Adoration pictures of him...."look! your Daddy!" She, of course, responded by giggling than trying to eat the pictures.
It wasn't so bad though. One of my bestest girl friends came to visit...ALL THE WAY from Georgia to help ease the pain of not having my hubby around. That's what friends are for, right?

THEN, a day after James had been back, James woke me up from a morning nap to find the building next to us ON FIRE. ( We live in an apartment.) umm...what? I threw some boots on, we grabbed the baby and hightailed it out of there. It was pretty crazy. We had to stay evacuated from our apartment until the fire was put out and we got the "ok" to go back in. No one was hurt and our apartment wasn't harmed, but scary right?
It was a three alarm fire and they had over 60 firefighters working to get that fire out. The wind was blowing in the opposite direction of our apartment so we were extremely lucky. I just feel so bad for all those people who lost all their belongings and don't have a "home" to go home to right now.
I sat with one of the ladies who lived in the building and just listened to her cry. I was at a complete loss of words. All I could do was just put my arm around her and hug her. Adoration was a better comfort, I think, with her disarming smiles and adorableness. There is something about a clueless, happy baby that puts people at ease. They are like puppies in that sense. You can just cuddle them and they help you feel better.

The fire definitely put things in perspective. Looking out the window and watching a building go up in smoke, I did not care about ANY of our stuff. Not that I'm super invested in our "things" but I didn't even THINK about trying to grab anything. I just wanted my husband, my baby, and me out of there. It shook James up a little bit because both me and Adoration were asleep when it happened. What if that had been our building? What if he wasn't there? Those were the thoughts that were running through his head. There are some places the mind just doesn't want to go.

So check your fire alarms, listen to Smokey bear, and thank your local fire fighter. for realz.

This is what we saw outside our porch. James snapped a picture on our way out.
and some videos of the fire:

Thursday, December 9, 2010


So I was watching Devil Wears Prada the other day and thinking about how great Anne Hathaway's hair looks in that movie, "Man, I just love her bangs."

Fast forward to a couple of days later. I was "trimming" my side-sweepy bangs and decided I wanted Devil Wears Prada I got a little scissor-happy. My husband was like, "what's taking you so long in the bathroom?" Oh, you know, just completely changing my hair style. He has ceased being surprised at my split-second coming home to all the furniture completely rearranged.

Here is what I ended up with:

I'm partly asian (half filipino) so I ended up looking more "Japanese school girl" than "Devil Wears Prada, " but I'm pretty happy with the result.

My favorite part: I can throw my hair up into a pony and I still look put-together. Every mama's goal.

Monday, December 6, 2010

The Miracle Baby that stole all our hearts.

Over Thanksgiving, Adoration woke up in the middle of the night with labored breathing. It ended up being a fairly harmless respiratory infection but when she woke up that night, hot and flushed, gasping and coughing for air it so frightened my mommy heart.

I anxiously checked for all the signs that you check to make sure she was breathing alright. (Thank you baby CPR/ first aid training) She seemed okay but sounded HORRIBLE. Her chest sounded like a pug dog interrupted by coughing fits. James and I held her through the night, patting her back through coughing fits and just listening to her breathe.

I remember holding back tears, praying over her little body....and when I wasn't doing that....ALL I could think about was my friend Jessie Mathis and her sweet daughter, Sparrow. Sparrow was born with a congenital heart defect and has already had one open heart surgery (at just a few days old) and this coming up Wed. will be having another one.

That night when I heard Adoration waking up, gasping for air, I felt like I was getting just a glimpse of what my friends go through. It's such a deep, searing heart hurt to look at your child and want them to be perfectly well and healthy. The feeling of a vice squeezing your heart and placing a permanent lump in the back of your throat every time you look at them. You would trade places with them in an instant. But you can't. and you just feel helpless. Like I said, I saw JUST a glimpse of that. I think only a parent and Father God can begin to comprehend that feeling. That ache.

That night I prayed. I prayed for Adoration...but really, I knew she was gonna be okay. Mostly I just prayed for the Mathis's. For grace to get through the day. For Sparrow to live long, healthy, and vibrant days. for Sparrow's heart. for their hearts.

Join me in praying for my amazing, warrior friends.

Read their story HERE.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Blog lovin': The Buzzy Craftery

Ya'll, you MUST check out my friend Ashley's blog.

She is a graphic designer extraordinaire and makes absolutely drool-worthy custom invitations and stationary. She seems to have that rare knack of reading your heart and designing something to match what you couldn't quite envision yourself. She also will design fabulous business cards and logos, helping with the branding of your business.

Check out these wedding invitations she designed:

Not only is she a graphic designer extraordinaire but she also happens to be a renaissance woman of all things crafty. She can make just about anything for you. No, really.

I'm just loving this initial pillow she made as a gift for a 5 year old little girl.

Ashley just launched a Winter 2010 stationary collection along with her Etsy site, which you really must check out.

So go visit the Buzzy Craftery!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Cue the magical chime sounds.

So...I'm pretty darn excited about Adoration's first Christmas. Having a child just seems to put the magic back into it. She's still a bit little to enjoy the full effect...but oh the coming years of that joyful, childlike anticipation.
I really want her to know that God is a God who gives good gifts to His children. As a parent, I figure, we are the people best suited to deliver that message to her. Now, I know that doesn't mean overindulging her or just giving her whatever she wants, whenever she wants it....
But don't we all have that memory of that ONE thing we just wanted so BAD as a kid? And don't you remember when you actually got it and the world stopped spinning just for you in that moment? That "Christmas Story" Red Rider BB gun moment?

I hope so. Every kid should have that moment.

I so look forward to the day where we can give Adoration that moment.

On a lighter note, James and I were visiting Athens last week. We were walking through downtown and what did I my eyes behold in the window of a store?

Cue magical chime sounds. Yep, Fraggles. There were Fraggles in the store window. I LOVED Fraggle Rock as a kid. Absolutely. loved. it.

I high-tailed it into the store and found Red, my favorite Fraggle. I bounced Red in front of Adoration, who immediately giggled and reached for her. "You love her don't you? Don't you want the Fraggle?" I cooed to Adoration.

Then James walked in.
"Look! Fraggles! See...Adoration loves her!"
He just gave me that "please don't try to convince me that our daughter wants that because really she won't know the difference, YOU are the one who really wants that, we are on a budget and you know it" look.

I sadly put Red back on the shelf. I could read his mind and he was right.
Thanks Dave Ramsey. Thanks a lot.

So maybe for her birthday?

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Thankfulness, night coughs, and date nights.

I have so much to be thankful for every day.

Family, baby smiles, health, coffee, kisses, soul-friends, my soul-mate, prayer, autumn leaves, spring flowers, salty beaches, clean sheets, clean water, uplifting conversations, wandering walks, inside jokes, laughter, daily grace, and love and love and love.

On most days I'm overcome.

The last couple days have been a little on the hard side. Adoration came down with a respiratory infection so the nights have been long, with listening to her every breath and comforting her during 2am coughing fits. My in-laws have been amazing, cuddling with her in the morning hours so James and I, exhausted after our night vigil, could get an extra hour or two of uninterrupted sleep. Her fever broke the day after Thanksgiving and today we took her to urgent care just to make sure she was set on the path to recovery. Everything checked out and we got prescribed some medicine to help clear her chest congestion.

Tonight me and my love left Adoration in the capable hands of my parents and went on a sweet lil' date. Crab legs and GA football for dinner at the local oyster bar.
Post-dinner we headed to Barnes & Noble to partake in my favorite guilty pleasure: magazine reading & coffee drinking in cushy chairs. I haven't done that since before I had Adoration and it just felt so GOOD. It's the little things that make my heart happy. James and I left holding hands, cracking the same jokes, and vowing to go on more dates.

Cheers to the best husband in the whole world, our now-healthy baby girl, and doting grandparents!

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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

A Battle of the Will

In honor of this week where all of us here in America stuff our faces, let me amuse you with a conversation that happened a couple of months ago.

It was the first time I went "running" after I had Adoration. "Running" is in quotations because well, that is a strong word for what happened that day.

The conversation was between my mind and my body. My body was bucking up in protest. Enjoy.

Body: No. NO. NOOOOO!!!!!! What are YOU doing?

Me: Listen, I know it's been a while but we really need to kick our butt into shape.

Body: Seriously? Don't you understand what I'VE been through?

Me: I totally understand and I really appreciate all the sacrifices you've made. But the truth is, you've gone a little soft and you know it.

Body: I hate you.

Me: You can't hate me. You ARE me.

Body: I'm pretty sure running is worse than childbirth.

Me: Don't be sarcastic. It's not helping.

Body: It's HOT.

Me: Really? Can you please stop whining and arguing with me? This is taking way too much mental fortitude.

Body: How about we just go inside where it's nice and cool and do that prenatal yoga video instead?

Me: Nice try. That video does not count as exercise now that I am no longer pregnant. Plus, it makes me sleepy.

Body: Can we walk now?

Me: Just a LITTLE longer. You CAN do it.

Body: Okay, can we walk NOW?!?!?!?

Me: Okay, fine.

Body: Thank you. I thought I was going to die. Now how about we go get some ice cream?

Me: I'm ignoring you now. LALALALALA.

The End.

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Friday, November 19, 2010

Easy to Love.

My Adoration Joy,

You are 5 months old now, I can't believe it. Right now you are sitting on my lap like a big girl. As I hold you, I can't help but recall the first time I ever held you. The memory is seared onto my heart forever. You were so tiny at only 6 lbs, 2 0z.

You are still an itty bitty, weighing in at 14 lbs, the 30th percentile for weight. You are changing every day. I am loving this stage of your life because your personality is coming out so much.

I want to tell you a little bit about who I see you are. You are growing into your name, Adoration Joy. You have such a joyful, sweet spirit about you, always quick to smile. I think you bring joy to the people you encounter. I love how you smile, giggle and "talk" to the people who aren't expecting to be noticed. Already at 5 months old, you are helping people feel joy and love. I think this is something you will carry with you through your life. You see the people that often aren't seen.

You are a peaceful baby, low on drama, high on contentment. I think I see a little spunk in you too. I think you will grow to be mostly peaceful on the surface but fiery in your convictions.

Whoever you grow to be, know this, you are EASY to love. You will always be easy to love. It is my great privilege to love you all the days of my life. I pray that more than knowing my love, or your daddy's love, that you will know and receive the perfect love of Father God. I can not love you perfectly but I know that God, who IS love, loves you perfectly. I want you to know that He is good, that He is for you, that He is in love with you.

I am so excited to watch you grow and change and learn. There is no one else like you in the whole entire world, Adoration Joy. Nor will there ever be. I love the "you" that you are and the "you" you will be.

a thousand kisses and all my heart,

Your Mama

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Thursday, November 18, 2010

what she wears...

Me & the little patootie have been dancing around to this song all morning! Gotta love Brooke Fraser.

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Love you forever.

Newsflash: Adoration is officially sleeping through the night....for at least a 12 hour stretch. Actually not so new, she has been sleeping completely through the night for at least a month. But man, that really deserves a newsflash because I FORGOT how great it is to sleep for eight consecutive hours. In case you don't know how amazing it is to sleep for eight hours straight, let me inform you: It is heavenly. Just heavenly.

In tribute of this most momentous milestone, lets take a look back:

My hubs captured the memory and snapped the picture. It was one of those mornings when Adoration was just out of the oven and still had the yummy newborn smell. I was exhausted after a night of waking up every two hours to feed her (and from the night before and the night before that.) After feeding Adoration, I passed out still propped up against the pillows from nursing, with glasses in hand, the boppy still on my lap, and holding that tiny girl close.

Adoration was snockered out as well and was apparently dreaming that she was a super-girl. Notice her arm in flying position, ready for take-0ff.

Oh those days of trying to grab sleep anytime, anywhere.

But is it the sleeplessness I remember? Not so much.

It is her newborn floppiness I remember, those paper thin fingernails, they way she curled perfectly on my chest, her tiny coos, the way she would lock eyes on to me, that soft, fuzzy hair, those perfect, tiny lips and yes...that yummy, newborn smell. Be still my heart.

That was just a few, mere months ago. oh how I miss that sweet, newborn-ness.

And I love her so much today. Exactly how she is right now. And I know a couple of months from now I'll be missing our morning cuddles and her actually falling back asleep, her open-mouth kisses, her dinosaur noises and bubble sounds, her fidgety legs and her wrist rolls.

But then she will be in a new, equally disarming stage that will make me smitten all over again.

I love her yesterday, her today, her tomorrow, and forever.

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Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Return of the Mohawk.

Yesterday morning, Adoration woke up and to my great delight this is what I found:

The Return of the Mohawk. You may not remember but for a couple months of my child's life she had a legitimate, no styling necessary mo-hawk. Her hair just stood up all by itself, straight down the middle of her head, all awesome-like.

Then one day, her hair finally got long and heavy enough to lay down. It was no longer a Mo-hawk but a Mo-FLOP. I was kinda sad about it to be honest. No worries though, she is still the cutest thing around, and now I put cute, tiny clippies in her hair.

THEN, yesterday morning, I looked into her crib and the mo-hawk had returned! Temporarily, of course, but my heart did sing when I saw it. Adoration was, as usual, completely oblivious to the awesome-ness that was her hair standing up 3 inches off her head.

I smothered her with kisses. I squealed. I giggled out of sheer delight. I took some pics with my phone and sent them to her daddy. I snapped some pictures of her in her jammies with my camera.

Then a mere minutes later my camera fell on the floor. Lens down. The lens seems to be broken and is stuck in the body of my camera. I cried and I almost threw up.

Hopefully it is fixable. Bummer. for realz.

Let me end this on a happy note though:

Okay, I feel better.

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Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Ultimate Teething Toy

Yep......we put our baby in a pumpkin.

She then proceeded to eat it.

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Sunday, November 7, 2010

On Comparison

I'm fairly new to blog-world. Two years ago I didn't even know what a blog I am kind of addicted. Blogs remind me of magazines (and I LOVE a good magazine) except they are even more interesting because they are more personal. They read as authentic because they are by real people talking about their real lives, and their real insights.

I have noticed a negative side of blogs...especially "mommy" blogs. They can perpetuate comparison. For some reason, as women, comparison is such a temptation. We see glimpses of lives, of families. Our own lives can seem very far from that endlessly creative, always trend-setting mom, who's already got her body back, with wit to spare, and Gap-ad dressed children.
There are times when I've thought, "ummm....does anyone else find themselves in their pajama's all day, busting into tears at the sight of their stretch marks, or battling feelings of guilt for just wanting a couple hours alone?" And the answer is yes. All of us. We all do. We are mothers. We are a beautiful, imperfect mess.

There are so many other potential areas for comparison. The Working Mother vs. the Stay At Home Mother. The WAY we mother....cloth diapers vs. disposables, Dr. Sears vs. BabyWise, et cetera. et cetera.

Even our children can be caught in the cross-hairs of our tendency to compare. Thoughts like, "Her baby is already sleeping through the night? Should mine? Am I doing something wrong?" creep in. Expectations can be set on the way we see other mothers and their children. The truth is every child is different. Every Mama is different....but we love. There is beauty in our individuality and there is beauty in our imperfect love.

I hate comparison. I hate that I find myself doing it sometimes. And I have. Both to build myself up AND tear myself down as a mother, as a woman, as a person.

I want to give grace and encouragement to other mamas out there....and to give grace to myself as well. I want to be a person that boasts in my weakness rather than my strength.

Yes, please read my blog and ooh and ahh over my sweet, little princess, but please don't let the way I mother, my life, make you feel like any less of the super-momma, woman, friend, person that you are. I try to keep my blog positive but know that I am not perfect, my life is not perfect. and my child is not perfect but it is all such a beautiful mess. Hopefully, you will leave my blog inspired, with a couple of laughs, and maybe even touched...and yes, thinking about how absolutely adorable my daughter is. :)

Me and my girl...
on a day where we never made it out of our pajamas.

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Saturday, November 6, 2010

Oh Happy Morning

Mornings are....

rumpled sheets and ruffled hair
kisses, cuddles, and sideways smiles.

The best way to start my day.

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Friday, November 5, 2010

All Things Beautiful: A Trysting Place

It's "All Things Beautiful" Friday. Enjoy!

You might say I'm a creature of contemplation. Give me a pretty spot where I can pour out my heart in conversation with God and I'll stay there for hours.

These photographs evoke beautiful trysting places, fit for lovers.
Or conversations with God, the lover of our souls.

"My beloved responded and said to me,
'Arise, my darling, my beautiful one,
And come away with me.
'For behold, the winter is past,
The rain is over and gone..."

source unknown (if you recognize it, let me know where it came from.)

photograph Sara Norris

photograph Vincent Olinet

photograph Kitty Rogers

photograph by Anna Aden

Sigh. Aren't these photographs so lovely? Don't you just wish you were IN them?

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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Pajama Jeans

Ya'll, I can NOT believe the infomercial I saw today. Pajama Jeans! Oh the absurdity.

Of course I thought they were ridiculous. I laughed in mockery.
Then I thought about it, " Hmm...those might've been kinda of nice when I was pregnant."

Then I chastised myself for thinking that thought.

Then I pictured making outfits with pajama jeans on my formerly pregnant body.

Then I quickly pushed the images out of my mind.

Then I remembered how you will do just about anything for comfort in the 3rd trimester.

Maybe....even.... pajama jeans.

Please don't judge me.

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Halloween Shmaloween

I have a confession:
I did not dress up this year....AND I love dressing up. We actually had a reason to dress up too. Every year our friends host an awesome dance party around Halloween time. But we didn't go. Our daughter is practically perfect in every way, except she REFUSES to take a bottle. This limits our plans. We also didn't set up a babysitter. We didn't have time to plan costumes. Getting out just seemed like way too much work. Plus we were TIRED.

So here is what we did instead: put our baby girl to bed, cuddled and watched a movie, went to bed early.

We are officially boring.

But you know what? Halloweem shmaloween....I wouldn't trade this life for anything. I'm okay with boring. Plus I know, deep down, I've still got plenty of sass.

Here we are pre-pregnancy, pre-baby sportin' our costume:

As you can see, I was dressed up as the state of Texas. James (dressed as a cowboy, with some extra muscle padding) walked around as my bodyguard telling people not to "mess" with me in a rugged, country accent.
So we were the slogan, "Don't Mess with Texas." Get it? We were pretty smug about our costume that year.

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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Laundry Day

WARNING: The following image may just be too cute for you to handle.
Please prepare your heart and proceed with caution.

She even makes laundry fun.

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Monday, November 1, 2010

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