Big Boy Bed

I finally finished his blanket. It's not like I want it to be but I was just so done with it. And the other kids where in their toddler beds long before this. When I caught him trying to climb into his crib I knew it was past time.

He was so excited. He hollered "mine, mine!".

Look at my two boys. I am just sick with all this growing up. I know I didn't give anyone permission to do that.

I took this later when I peeked in at him.

15 to go!

I lost one pound this week, so I'm down to 145. It's funny how the number can affect the way I see myself. I was feeling extra fluffy this week. I missed a day of working out, I haven't been eating to great and I quit smoking this week. I was sure I would have gained this week so when I saw me in the mirror I saw extra fluff.

I got on the scale this morning and was shocked. I only have 15 more pound to lose. I noticed the next time I looked in the mirror I didn't see fluff anymore. Now I know it didn't suddenly go away, it's just all in my mind. I think this is an important thing to remember. --If I feel good about my self I am more likely to like what I see in the mirror.

I moved on to Phase 2 of the 30 Day Shred and it's killing me. I don't think I will be moving on the Phase 3 anytime soon. Killing me or not I can tell a difference in the way that I feel. I was able to "air plane" Timbo over my head the other day. And Kati wanted a big hug and I just swooped her up into my arms for a bearhug. I didn't even notice until later that it didn't take me any effort. So even if it takes me awhile to drop the next 15 I like that I feel better.

It's not a green thumb, I haven't done one thing to help this plant. Maybe that's why it's still alive.

I'm still not 100% sure but I'm taking my bets on a pumpkin plant. Whatever it is it sure is pretty. And clearly yummy, someone has enjoyed quite a few bites.

Just in case I was getting to big for my britches

Kati "Why are my pants like that?"
Me "Because you are tiny."
Kati "Where do I get that from?"
Me "I don't know."
Kati "Maaaybe from like Ms. Michele or Ms. Erica?"
Me "No it doesn't work like that. Do you think mommy is small?"
Kati, with a twisted face "No"
Me "Why not?"
Kati, same twisted face "Because I just don't."



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While in Alabama we shopped for swimsuits. The boys were easy, just make sure they don't fall off their waists. For Kati however it's more difficult. First I have to deem it modest and then it can't be hideous and then for the part all woman hate, does it fit right? Kati and I have the same body type -mine with some extra fluff- She is going to be shapely in her bottom half. My big hips and behind have been something I liked about myself all these years, well except for maybe that time I knocked off more than one book on my way down the aisle of desks at school. And since it looks like Kati is going to be the same way and most girls don't like their big hips I try to make them seem okay. We have talked before, in regular conversation, about how God makes us all different and that is good because life would just be boring otherwise.

So anyway, sometimes finding a swimsuit that covers enough of her tush can be difficult. She would try one on, I would turn her around and see way more than I should, make her take it off and go on to the next one. We took eight suits with us. I was being to worry about what she was thinking about herself so I started the conversation again

"You know Kati God made us all different. Some of us are tall, some of us are tiny, some of us have brown skin, some of us have freckles-

"Like Daddy"

"-Yes like Daddy and I think you will have a lot like him too and you have a body shaped like Mommy's"

"No I don't"

"Yeah you do"

"Nuh-uh"

"Okay, why don't you?"

"Because your tummy is all squishy and wrinkly and mine doesn't look like that."


Okay, she has a point but before she destroyed my body my belly bottom was just a cute as hers. I do like to remind her every time we walk by bikini's that I will never again get to wear one because of her.

in the shadow of your wings

You are looking at a picture of one of my favorite places, if not the favorite place for me to be. For some reason here I can be still. At home I can't seem to do that, there is always something that needs to be done. But here I can let my mind wonder. No jokes, of course I have a wondering mind, I have three small children -Jeffrey calls me random- that's not the kind of wondering I mean. I'm talking about just peaceful relaxing of the mind. I lay here and stare up into the branches above me, feeling the breeze all around my body and listening to the birds and frogs in the distance. Being around God's gently quiet creations relaxes me. There is only one thing that would have made this picture perfect.

I read this post this morning and can really relate right now. I always have a problem with this and I think a lot of us struggle with it. Stop over and check it out.