Mildly OCD

I offered to let my sis borrow two of my necklaces, only to realize it would mess up the balance on my necklace board. I don't think I can let her borrow them unless I find replacements.

I rarely take the tags off of my home décor purchases. This may be due to laziness rather than an actual disorder. But seriously, some things still have tags on them from over a year ago.

I get so annoyed with the cashier at Wal-Mart when after all that effort I put into organizing the groceries on the conveyer belt thingy - cold food, dry food, canned food, non food items, etc. - she then bags it all together? Why would you bag a can of tomato paste with the dental floss? Whyyyy??

And now for some pics from my weekend!

 

Originally this was going to be an outfit post showing off my new white dress, but I just couldn't get in the mood. I am not a model, nor do I aspire to be one. I hate posing for these.
Ok, obviously I like it a little, cause I do it, but I also hate it. Its a love hate. On this day, I hated it, so this was the outcome of our outfit post photo shoot. I think they're my favorite outfit post pictures to date. Seriously.

 

There has got to be an easier way

 

This sexy guy loved him some frozen yogurt this weekend. And some homemade ice cream.

That time of the month, babe?

 

Everyone has a feet picture. I needed one. Here it is. You're welcome.

 

Moms can have fun at bath time too.

 

 New stroller!!!

Sorry Boog, I call shotgun!

 

 

The cute factor here is off the charts.

 

Is it Monday again? Wow.

Happy Monday!

Even though it feels like Monday just happened a couple of days ago.

 

~Mimzi~

 



A few confessions from a new mom

I do not like 9 month old poop. Its grosser than 6 month old poop.

I did not buy all new clothes for my very first baby. 90% of his wardrobe is from Savers.
I buy his toys there too.
$15 for a blinking steering wheel that sings and will lose its appeal after 20 seconds. No.
$3.99 for the same toy because another little person played with it first. Yes.

Ever since Boog has been mobile, he tries to get out of his stroller. I usually buckle him in, but this time I didn't. First mistake. The sis and I were browsing through a store when we stopped to admire... something, I don't remember what it was now. Whatever it was, was captivating enough that I didn't notice my nine month old had managed to wiggle free and fall out of his stroller onto the floor, until I hit him with said stroller. Yep. Shining moment. He was crying, of course, wouldn't you be? But he seemed ok. I picked him up, begged for forgiveness, checked all sides of the head to asses any damage and wiped the dirt from the stroller tire off of his shoulder. All good.
Is there a "mom card"? You know, like a man card, only for moms. If so, mine needs punched.
Its a miracle that the first born child survives adolescence under the care of first time parents.

 

 

 

The Ford sticker is an inside joke. We have funny friends.

 

 

 

Happy Thursday and cheers to resilient babies!!

 

~Mimzi~

 

My new high-low

I am having the time of my life with this little nine month old. He recently started crawling and pulling himself up. Gone are the days of the worm crawl. It is most definitely a lot more work having a mobile child, but it is also the most fun I've had up to this point. When we first brought him home from the hospital, I would hold him in my arms and watch him sleep. It was the greatest feeling. I would worry that as he got older and bigger, moments wouldn't be as sweet, as fun as when he was so tiny in my arms. I can honestly say, I am having more and more fun with every month that passes. He has the best personality! He is such a sweetheart and he loves to laugh. He cries, he has his moments where I pushed naptime a little too far and he makes sure I pay for it, but for the most part, he is the most pleasant, sweet natured little boy I've ever met (yes I'm partial, so what.)

 

Pictures taken - two thousand four hundred thirty one... and counting

Videos taken - eighty nine

Giggles - seven hundred sixty seven

Meltdowns - forty seven

Bruises from falling - twelve

Crawling into the sliding glass door - one

 

With all the hard work that goes into chasing a baby around, picking him up after he topples over every twenty seconds, kissing bumps and bruises (concrete floors and babies don't mix), I think I deserve a new skirt! I found this in the clearance section at Urban Outfitters (not Savers this time ;)



 

 

  

 

Skirt: Urban Outfitters

Tank: Old

Belt: Kohls

Shoes: The Rack

Clutch: Thrifted

 

And finally, my big boy!

 



 

We have seriously discussed buying this kid a helmet.

 

Happy Monday!!

No really, I mean that. Mondays can be happy too.

 

~Mimzi~

Back to reality

After weeks of rehearsals followed by a pretty incredible vacation to San Diego, its time to get back to the day to day. Its time to get back to laundry. Other stuff too, but mostly laundry.

Our church had a big 4th of July celebration slash production. I was honored to be a part of it.

 

As I get older I have more of an appreciation for the sacrifice it took for us to get what we have here in America. The strength and courage it took to get us here and takes to keep us here. Every year we pay tribute to our military by singing "Step In Time" and having the men and women who have served, or are serving in each branch, stand as we applaud them for their service. It doesn't feel like enough. To see the pride on their face as they stand there while their song is being sung, and to see the pride on the faces of their family as they watch them stand...it'll give you goose bumps. I want to teach my son to have pride in our country. I want to teach him to respect the courageous people who have fought and continue to fight for our freedom. I want to teach him to place his hand over his heart when saying the Pledge of Allegiance. I'm noticing how people don't always do this anymore. I find that sad.

 

Then there was the vacation. Oh how I love a good vacation. We were invited by some very good friends to join them in San Diego as they celebrate...well, a few things. Its been a long ten years for them, and this trip was their reward for a lot of hard work and sacrifice. They asked if we would join them as they celebrate in beautiful San Diego California, and really, who would say no to such an offer?

 

  

The house we stayed at had an incredible view. No seriously. A-mazing.

I don't think B appreciated it as much as he should have. He was busy licking magic marker off of balloons, making himself comfortable in the highchair and trying Spanish rice for the first time. Which he liked.

 

Our first day was Sea World. Normally we wouldn't have spent the money. Brody is only eight months old, and at eight months old, he's fascinated by the doggy door. Why spend money on a theme park? However, the families we vacationed with have kiddos a little older than B, and Sea World was a must! We decided to tag along and I'm so glad we did! It was fun to watch the kids throw their hands in the air every time Shamu came out of the water. Pure joy.

 

 

  

 

It was a successful day at Sea World.

We only went to the beach once while we were in Cali. Boog decidedly did not like it very much. Mostly he didn't like the sand in his face. As a new mom, I'm unaware of potential meltdown situations until they actually happen...like a baby eating dirt, then rubbing it into his eyes.
Good job, mom.

The rest of my time there was spent consoling a traumatized baby.

 

Brody wanted so much to be one of the "big boys".  

Group picture time!!
With this many kids and only a camera timer, getting a shot with everyone looking at the same time was next to impossible. Throwing a shoe in the direction of the camera to get the kids to look was pure genius. Kudos to you for that moment of brilliance, Summer!

 

He's a pretty good vacationer, this guy.

 

I'm looking forward to our next vacation in San Diego...in 3 weeks! Yep! We're going again!

 

~Mimzi~