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FIFTY MORE DAYS!!!!!!!!!!! Just thought I'd share!

In Honor of My 27th Birthday

Well, since today is my 27th birthday (and because I am pretty sure I won't be able to come up with 100 things for my next post, which is post #100), I decided to grace you all with 27 random facts about me. Yes I copied and pasted this from Facebook (but I changed a few).

1. Toni IS my real name. No, it is not short for anything.
2. I grew up in a tiny town in Wyoming. It was not very exciting.
3. I love chocolate. Any kind of chocolate, except dark, although I'll even eat that if I am desperate.
4. I genuinely enjoy a bowl of Kraft Mac 'n Cheese (but it must be Kraft, and it must be made with the exact measurements of milk and butter listed on the package).
5. My sandwiches must be made "right side up" meaning that the meat must be on the bottom, followed by cheese, and then any veggies. I will not eat it upside down.
6. Likewise, my peanut butter and jelly sandwiches must be eaten with the peanut butter on the bottom, and jelly on the top.
7. I can't believe that I have a five year old and a two year old. Much less that in a couple of months I will be the mom of THREE kids!
8. I LOVE watching the Backyardigans with my kids, or without them (at least for the first 15 times they watch it).
9. I am likely the biggest marching band geek you will ever meet. I wish there was an adult marching band I could join without having to move somewhere else.
10. I have a tendency to break out in random song. I always have. Unfortunately it is never a cool song, it is usually an annoying little kid song or some variation on a patriotic song.
11. I never wanted to be a stay at home mom, but now that I am one, I can't imagine my life any other way.
12. I have the most amazing kids ever, even when they are annoying the heck out of me.
13. I never used to cry about anything until I got married. Now I cry over all kinds of stuff. It got even worse when I had kids.
14. I went from driving a Geo Metro, to driving a Dodge Truck. That's a big difference. Some days I still miss my Geo.
15. I kick Scott's hind parts at Wii Bowling. He kicks mine at all other Wii games.
16. I may seem outgoing and obnoxious to most people, but I am actually rather shy in new situations.
17. I LOVE exlax (for Morgan, not for me).
18. Exlax gets expensive when one takes six squares per day, although it is cheaper on Amazon than anywhere else.
19. I would rather load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher than unload the clean ones. Scott thinks I'm crazy for this.
20. I often find myself walking and suddenly I am counting 77, 78, 79, 80... I never remember starting at 1, but I am often counting. And I walk in time to the music in my head (curse you marching band days!!!)
21. Some of my "best" friends are ones that I have never met in real life. Thank Heavens for the internet.
22. I hate using cash. I spend it much more readily than if I use my debit card.
23. Sometimes I miss being in college, but not enough to go back. Yet.
24. Facebook is my only means of contact with many of my friends and some of my relatives.
25. Although I am incredibly grateful that I met and married Scott when I did, if my kids ever try to get married when they are 18, I will kindly tell them no.
26. I have learned more from my children than I can ever hope that they will learn from me.
27. I can't believe I'm 27. 30 still seems "old" even though most of my friends are already there. In my brain I am still around 22. Hopefully I always will be.

We Say Goodbye, You Say Hello

Okay, I realize those aren't the real words, but they apply better under the circumstances. On Monday, my nephew, Javin was born weighing in at a whopping 11 lbs 5 oz. He is still in the NICU having troubles staying awake long enough to eat. Prayers appreciated.

Anyway, on Thursday, Morgan decided that Baby Javin needed a binky worse than she did (a huge decision coming from a staunch addict). So, we gathered as many binkies as we could find (we found 4 that day) and put them in a box with some other stuff and sent them to Baby Javin.

Morgan has been a champ about it. It is now the end of day 2, and she hasn't asked for it even one time. At bed time and nap time she climbs in her bed and says, "I not need a binky. I a big girl. Baby Javin need my binkies." We tell her that's right and kiss her goodnight and she goes to sleep without crying. She has been a bit whiney, but still has not asked for the binky (a HUGE feat). Not even when she got hurt.

I am so proud of her for being such a big girl and being so selfless and giving her binkies to her cousin Javin. What a milestone for her!!!!!!

How did I not notice???

This morning Cerise came running in to my room the minute she got out of bed and said "Look Mom. My tooth came out!!!" I was like, "What? Let me see." She showed me, and sure enough, her tooth was missing. So, I started asking her all sorts of questions. Did she know it had been loose? No. Did she pull on it? No. Did she smash her face against something. No. She said that she woke up and it felt kind of funny, so she touched it and it fell out into her hand. Now, tell me please, HOW ON EARTH DID I NOT KNOW THAT SHE EVEN HAD A LOOSE TOOTH???????????? We brush her teeth every night before bed. She usually does it, but I always check to make sure she did a good job and I brush for her every few days. I seriously hadn't even noticed. And it must have been pretty darn loose for her to have simply touched it and it fell out, but I have no doubt that that is what happened, otherwise her dramatic side would have made it known!!!!! Anyway, she just turned five last month and already she is missing a tooth. Oh, yeah, and the one next to it is pretty wiggly. Weird.

March Madness

Here we go for another random post with lots of pictures. On your marks, get set, GO!!!!


Tonight, Cerise and Morgan were playing doctor. I told them something was wiggling in my belly, could they help me out with that. Cerise finally sat still long enough to feel the baby move. The look on her face was priceless. She and Morgan are SOOOOOO excited for this baby to come.

Now for pictures.


Me, 30 weeks pregnant. We finally made it 3/4 of the way, just 10 more weeks. Hooray!!!!!!




Attempting to take some pics this morning before church. I loved the look on Mo's face.


And a sweet look from Cerise:

Kissing the baby:

The newest addition to our overcrowded apartment: Bean Bag Chairs. They are for when we move in to the house (hopefully in April) and have a family room (aka the spare bedroom).

Our new chore chart. Cerise is pink, Morgan is purple, Mom is blue, and Dad is red. When the chore is completed, you get to flip the clothespin to the neutral side. So far, it is going well.

Before Enrichment a couple of weeks ago. I actually took the time to straighten my hair.

Check out those eyes. Pure Milk Chocolate. mmm chocolate

I have no Self-Control

So a couple of weeks ago, I had to take my blood-glucose test to test for gestational diabetes. I BARELY passed (and I do mean barely). The Dr. said that they wouldn't put me on insulin and they wouldn't make me see a dietitian, but that I should watch my sugar intake anyway so that I don't have a ginormous baby. I have been doing really well. I went out and bought some lower-sugar snacks that I can eat when I feel the craving for sugar (which, unfortunately is several times a day). I have been SOOOO good.

Then Thursday came. I went to playgroup. One of the other moms and I started talking about jelly beans. Anyone who really knows me, knows that I have a HUGE weakness for jelly beans. Because of that weakness, I have completely avoided the Easter aisle at the store. If I don't have them in my house, I won't eat them. Well, tonight I started thinking about Starburst Jelly Beans (only the most heavenly jelly beans on the planet). I started rummaging through my cupboards and what did I find??? Two bags of them left over from last Easter.

I HAD to open them and make sure that they were in fact stale and I could justify throwing them out. Except they weren't stale. They were yummy. So I ate a few. Then I went back and got a few more. Then a few more. Then a few more. I ended up eating about 1/3 of the bag (which is better than Scott thought I'd do). I figured if I didn't eat them all tonight, then they'd still be there tomorrow, tempting me. And then I'd have TWO bad sugar days instead of just one. Scott promises he'll take them to work in the morning. I might just hide them tonight, so he can't find them in the morning to take away.

I am a horrible mother. I am already putting my own needs above those of my unborn fetus. Oh well. As soon as those two bags of jelly beans are gone, I probably WILL NOT buy any more. Oh, I have no self control. What a sad life I live.

I Love my Kids!!!

That's all.