One month

As one of my goals this year, I wanted to see if I could make a new post everyday for an entire month. What better way to start the year then to accomplish my 1st goal? This blog makes 31 straight posts. It feels good to reach a goal, even a silly one.

Baby Fever

I know in my heart and my mind that our family is complete. Both our hearts and our hands are full, sometimes overflowing. In fact, we have taken permanent measures to ensure that Brennan is our caboose. Dustin and I are both convinced this is the right decision for our family. While we are still undecided on adopting in the future we are certain that the days of pregnancy and newborns are behind us. Tonight I ran into Babies R Us to pick up an umbrella stroller and for a moment seeing all those huge tummies and adorable baby items I longed for that to be me again. However, I then went out to the van where Dustin was waiting with our boys and that became a fleeting thought and went straight out the window. Yep, our family is complete and I am very happy with that decision!

5 Steps to Climbing Out of Bed

Step 1: You must remove everything from your bed, including your pants, before you can start.
2. You act cool and sly so that no one suspects you are up to anything.

3. If that doesn't work, you must then stare them down so they know you mean business and will get the camera out of your face.

4. You must stop and pet the dog before you can go any further. This is mandatory! 5. You put your foot between the bar and the rail and hoist yourself over.

Voila! You have now successfully climbed out of your bed, Brennan-style!

My daredevil

Well the day I have dreaded for so long is finally here. Brennan can climb out of his crib. He climbed out of his playpen at the sitter's house yesterday, opened the door, and walked down the hall. This morning I heard him crying and went to get him and he was sitting at the top of the stairs. Today at the sitter's house he immediately crawled out of the playpen at nap time. I am so not ready for this. He is only 21 months old. This makes my life so much harder. He is such a great sleeper, and with 3 older brothers I need him to be a great sleeper. Tonight when I laid him down I told him not to climb out and he cried. lol It looks like it is time to start using the baby gate at the top of the stairs again. My baby is growing up!

Wordless Wednesday

PSA for the day

If you are wondering at what age your child should start wearing deodorant, it is definitely before 5th grade. Wowsa, that is all I am going to say.

"Not Me!" Monday

Our mornings are never rushed. We plan everything so well the night before that mornings at our house are smooth sailing. So it wasn't me that noticed Brayden crying this morning as we made a mad dash out the door to get to work and school on time. Nor was it my mellow little man that said through tears "this belt is huge, these pants keep bunching up, and even my underwear are WAY too big". Nor would we both bust out laughing when we realized Brandt had accidentally put on the wrong pile of clothes and was sitting in the car with major high-waters on. Nope, not us. Nor did I sit back and allow my children to call me "silly mommy" over and over just to diffuse the situation since I had clearly told Brandt which pile was his.

I am going to a Computer Teacher Conference in Austin next week. I have already made plans for my kiddos. I have a sub coming and sub plans laid out. I have talked to the kids' teachers about what projects we need to finish before I leave. I have set up dinner plans in Austin every night with different family and friends. So it certainly wasn't me who got my badge in the mail this morning and realized I am a week off. I do not actually go to Austin until the following week. Ugh, I would never do something as silly as that. Nor would I be so glad I was procrastinating and at least didn't book the hotel already.

This weekend the boys wouldn't have behaved so badly that I seriously thought of putting them to bed at 5:30 PM. My kids are angelic and never misbehave so it couldn't have been them. Nor would we have decided that they had not earned a fun dinner of pancakes with all the toppings as we had originally planned and "punished" them with a dinner of Taco Bell. The boys normally really like Taco Bell so that would never have been effective. Nor did the middle 2 boys decide instead of going to bed early they would rather have a spanking. After the spanking it wasn't them who confessed it was all because they really wanted to eat the watermelon I had just bought. Nope, my kiddos would never be that in love with fruit that they would ask for a spanking just to get some.

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