kindergarten and cuss words

I can’t believe we’re are in the last grade that doesn’t have a number in it! My baby is growing up way way way to fast. This year has been fun so far. We started a new school with (mostly) new friends, which is not a problem with Mr. Social. His seat has already been moved twice (that I know of). His teacher says it’s because they’ve shuffled kids between classes but I think she was trying to be nice; my kid talks, he gets it honest!

Anyways, a little story I didn’t share from Pre-K was that Jason picked up a new word at school. I was blown away by what he learned cause it’s definitely not a word he’s heard us say (it was pretty bad). But that’s all that ever came of that situation, thankfully. Until yesterday. As we are driving down the road he tells me that one of his friends in his class (we’ll call him X) said the A word. I’m wracking my brain, how in the world do I handle this the 5 year old way? Because let’s be real here, after the word he learned last year I need to know exactly what this kid said. Here’s how the conversation went:

me: oh, well that’s not very good. Was it (insert the “a” word)?

j: maybe it was the “b” word.

I’m thinking great, we’re going to have to go thru the whole dang alphabet if I don’t figure this out. I say another word.

j: yeah, that’s it. but the teacher didn’t hear him so he didn’t have to move his bear. I told X that it wasn’t nice and we need to tell people nicely that we don’t like what they’re doing or tell the teacher.

me: You handled that very well, I’m proud of you. But you don’t need to repeat that, okay?

j: okay. What’s the c word?

me: uh, no. Not having this conversation because you are 5 and you can’t use those words. They are adult words.

j: but I’m almost 6! and when I’m 6 I can cuss.

Y’all. In his mind 6 is an adult. What in the world am I going to do when he’s 16 or 18?


Taking on Magic Kingdom

My mom and I decided to take my kids (5 & 1.5) to Magic Kingdom for a day trip. To say I was a little hesitant would be appropriate, I wasn’t sure how well my 1 year old would do. But we more than survived, we conquered! Here’s my tips for a great trip. 

1. Go without a plan!

Say what?!? Yes! You read that right. We’ve been to Disney 100s of times and we always plan. This time we just decided to wing it since we were taking a 1 year old and it went PERFECT!

However, be sure to read up on the fast pass rules since they have changed twice in the last 4 or so years. 

2. If you drive to the park make sure you take a picture of the parking lot you’re in. I’m usually really good at remembering stuff but after 2 hours of sleep, a 5 hour drive, and walking around Magic Kingdom all day my brain was toast. I was very happy to have that picture. 

3. If you have small children RENT THAT STROLLER. My kids are not ones to normally ride in one but I knew I didn’t want to a. carry either one all day or b. try to keep up with both of them in that crowd. They both immediately got in without a fight and continuously rode all day with a happy attitude. There is so much for them to look at it was easier for them to take it all in if they weren’t having to try and keep up. We took a blanket for when either one of them fell asleep, which did happen. The blanket also came in really handy waiting for shows to start, it provides a little cushion for us to sit. 

4. When I scheduled fast passes I didn’t try to go in order with the park. We walked all over multiple times, but everything we rode we had a fast pass for. We never waited in line. It was worth the extra walking! As soon as we would use the last one I was looking for the next one while we were walking to the ride or waiting on it to get started. And if you check for a fast pass and don’t see one in the time frame you want – refresh the page. Cinderella meet and greet had been completely booked ALL DAY. We were getting off of The Little Mermaid when I checked and there was one available that started in 10 minutes! We hopped on the carousel to fill the void and then met Cinderella and Elena. 


5. Do not buy souvenirs until the end of the day. They are annoying to try and keep up with. Jason talked me into a sword on the third ride we went on. That sword caused me so much headache, what little boy can resist swinging around a pirate sword? Most definitely not Jason. I told him 5 million times to put the sword down, stop swinging it, quit shanking your sister. Not to mention we had to take it on every ride there after and make sure it didn’t get left because let’s be real, the kid would forget his head of it wasn’t attached. There is a huge gift shop with every souvenir you can find through the park right by the entrance. On our way out we went in and found what they had picked out. 


6. If you need a break, head for the hotel. We had ridden everything the kids would ride and needed a break from the heat, so we headed for the car and used it as an opportunity to check into the hotel. Had we stayed til 9 for the fireworks like planned leaving would have been miserable because of the traffic and the fact we were already exhausted. So we got checked into the hotel, freshened up, and headed for dinner. If you plan anything, plan dinner reservations. I called the two places we wanted to eat and couldn’t get in. So we walked across the boardwalk at the hotel (we stayed at the Dolphin) and grabbed something quick while we watched the fireworks from Epcot. Which ended up being the best decision. The kids were as exhausted as we were and we were all ready for bed. 

That’s what worked best for us. Had we had more people or a wider age range of kids it probably wouldn’t have worked that well πŸ˜‰

* I am not a travel agent nor am I affiliated with Disney in any way. 


37 weeks with Jason

When I found out I was pregnant with Jason the natural flood of choices happened. Shots? Cosleep? Baby wearing? So many choices. However,  breastfeeding was just one choice that was never really a choice for me, I just knew I would do it. And maybe that’s why I over succeeded, because I never worried if I was producing or if I could. Little did I know it was the hardest laziest thing I would ever do in my life. 

I loved that it was always ready – no mixing bottles, or forgetting them at the house (queen of forgetting to pack the diaper bag. Countless times I have taken an empty diaper bag to town), no washing and sterilizing, I didn’t have to get up in the middle of the night since we co slept. And I was lucky, I didn’t suffer from cracked nipples or mastitis, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t recieve my own set of issues either. For example,  it was going great but then I started getting sick, all day – everyday. I started tracking my eating and quickly figured out I was lactose intolerant. No bueno. It was awful! Jason was around 6 months old and I was UNDER 100 lbs. (I was 108 when I got pregnant and 175 when I had him. 😳) I couldn’t keep up my calorie intake with how much he consumed and my new diet. However, the child slap refused formula. 

When he turned 11 months old I put him in daycare and went to work. I thought maybe that would encourage him to wean, nope. I would pick him up everyday and they would tell me he refused to drink anything all day. Jason was almost 2 before he was weaned. I thought I was gonna lose my mind before it happened. 

37 weeks with Ellie Grace

A year after weaning Jason I found out I was pregnant with Ellie Grace. My first thought was “I am not breastfeeding.” That’s how bad of an experience it was for me. I wasn’t gonna and you couldn’t make me. But the closer I got to D Day the more I felt I should. I mean, I did nurse Jason for ten forevers. So, I gave in, and again it came naturally with minimal problems. It took about 8 months before I just couldn’t stand it anymore, nursing aversion had struck. (Nursing aversion, most common in pregnant nursing mothers, is when you feel angry at your child for wanting to nurse) She no longer did it just for a food source, it was a hobby. And there was no distracting her. No matter what I was doing she would stand at my feet, pull my legs towards the closest chair and scream. And it didn’t matter where we were. Then to top it off she would do nursnastics, which was very unpleasant. I could no longer “relax” during these sessions, scroll Facebook, blog, catch up on my shows. Nope. I would have a foot or but in my face. And if we were in public, it was a fight to keep from giving everyone a peep show. 

Yes, she’s attached here

And that’s when the fight to wean began. After different methods, trial and error, lots of tears, 12 months, and two nights of pure hell listening to her scream WE ARE WEANED! (Oh, and I have to give credit to my amazing hubby who does what he can to make the transition easier, he’s the best). It’s been a week and she still has moments where she tries to undress me but quickly takes a cup instead when I offer it. I feel like a human. Finally. 

If I could go back she would have been a formula baby. 

** if  you feel overwhelmingly sad during a nursing session, or angry like I did, please reach out for help. Tell your OB, pediatrician, mom, someone. Do not suffer alone, there is help. Our bodies go through so much and it’s natural to get out of whack and feel crazy, but you’re not. 😘 don’t be stubborn like me πŸ˜‰

What’s for dinner?

If you have ever spent anytime at our house you know meals can get rather interesting because 1. I hate cooking and 2. I hate going to the grocery store. So I’m  always trying new stuff that’s easy (and less then 5 ingredients)  or making a meal out of what we have left on the cabinets πŸ˜‚

Nonetheless, we have found a few favorites along the way. One is a recipe I found years ago on Facebook when it was still just Jimmy and me (so like 6 years ago). Pizza rolls – super easy and quick and I keep the stuff in the fridge for emergencies. Basically it’s pillsbury croissant rolls, pepperoni, and sliced cheese – the original recipe calls for string cheese but I like the sliced velveeta better. 

So, back to tonight’s dinner. I always lay whatever I’m cooking out around lunch so it will be thawed in time; today I chose chicken – thinking chicken and rice. Like it often does, it backfires on me due to I’m an indecisive woman. Who knew? And thus chicken rolls were born! They weren’t quite as good as pizza rolls to me (and Jimmy) but the kids tore them up. Which Ellie Grace eats anything that doesn’t eat her first, Jason is a little pickier. 

The process: (I didn’t take enough pictures but it’s really simple (I mean I did it) and almost impossible to mess up.  I boiled the chicken, shredded it, placed a half a slice of cheese on each croissant roll, put some shredded chicken on them, roll it up and pop it in the oven. 

And voila! Next time I think I’ll add some ranch powder or something. It need a little more flavor. But hey, it was edible so I call that a win! 

All about Ellie Grace

When I started this blog I introduced you guys to Jason. Ellie was still an infant and I don’t think I’ve ever properly introduced her, so…

How do I explain Ellie Grace? Do you know me? Then you know her! This child is me MADE OVER. From her looks, attitude, personality, all of it. She is my sparkling tomboy. She loves to dress up, wear jewelry, “make up,” her purse, and baby dolls, but her love for the dirt is equally as strong. Her favorite pair of shoes is also a pair of camo boggs (we wear them with anything and everything). 

She has the biggest heart (just like her brother). If she even thinks you’re hurt she rushes over to ask if you are okay. But then, naturally, like a woman, she flips and is beating you up! And if she doesn’t get her way, watch out! 

She is the “crazy cat toddler” and the toddler mom. Any child even a little bigger than her is a baby and she has to hold them! I predict that Ellie Grace will have 50+ cats when she gets older, hope that’s not a deal breaker for anyone. 

She’s hard headed, independent, and full of sass. But she wouldn’t be her without all of that. I have a feeling I’ll be talking about her a lot. And in a few years, the both of them together. They already scheme and I can only imagine when they are teenagers 😩

Holiday happenings

Happy Thanksgiving, happy Haunnakkah, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year! Whew! Hope everyone has enjoyed their respective holidays ☺️

We spent Thanksgiving with my family in Florida and enjoyed the nice 80* weather. And that’s never dull times, we love to have fun. Christmas was spent going to different family functions and then relaxing at home on Christmas Day. The kids made out like bandits, of course! My in laws built them a play house for outside complete with a tool bench and kitchen, my parents got them various toys and each a Nabi tablet, and we got them toys. Ellie Grace got camo boots from her poppy and I think she has wore them everyday, no matter the outfit accessorizing with her pink sparkling unicorn purse my mom got her.  πŸ˜‚ 

And for New Years we spent it in true 20-something year old fashion. On the couch binge watching Netflix, real party animals.  

Other than the holidays life has been as quiet as possible around here! Ellie Grace has developed a strong personality. And when I say strong I really mean she’s a diva. She loves to be around Jason and play whatever he is playing. Earlier he was CatBoy (from Disneys PJ Masks) running around, ninja rolling, and throwing super powers like it was no ones business and she was right behind him copying EVERY move. 

Jason has somewhat calmed down, we don’t have as many hilarious moments from him, Ellie has now taken over. However, the other night he meant he was going to Chilis for dinner. He did not want the spaghetti I was making for dinner so he got himself dressed, emptied his piggy bank, found his bike, and headed out the door. He got about halfway to the driveway and decided he needed a tattoo to make him look cooler. And out the door he went again after asking which direction Chilis was. He made it to the edge of the yard (to the light pole of you’re farmiliar with our yard) only to return, he needed his compass and a flashlight. Jimmy found him a flashlight and he found his compass and there he went. He made it a little further this time and came back, it was too cold he wanted us to drive him; after being told no he made it to the porch and decided he would just stay home. Because it was to cold, not because he was scared or anything. 

I’ll admit, I was slightly worried he would at least make it to the neighbors and asked Jimmy  when he was gonna end the stand off. But both being hard headed males it continued for about 20 minutes. 

Hope everyone has enjoyed their holidays and time off.
Until next time!
– C

Conversations with Jason

One of Jason’s favorite places to be is my moms, or his nonnies. He stayed with her last night and they had a fun little conversation this morning. While sitting at breakfast Jason was tapping my moms arm. 

J: are you getting old Nonnie?

Mom: well, yes, why?

J: cause your skin does like this, old people smoke. 

Mom: what do you want Santa to bring you?

J: a skateboard 

Mom: but you don’t have a driveway to ride it on (our driveway is dirt)

J: yes I do. And I was skis, you know the kind you go on snow with. 

Mom: do you want anything you can actually use?

J: a water jet pack
πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ this kid is something else. He’s also going to be VERY sad come Christmas morning. 

Freshly Picked Giveaway!

UPDATE: Winner is Nicole Anderson! Congratulations Nicole!
It’s finally time! The giveaway is here!

If you’ve never owned a pair of these moccasins you’re missing out! We got Ellie Graces before she was born and I could not wait for them to fit her. When she finally grew into them I paired them with everything because they are THAT cute!! It was summer then and I told myself I would get her a pair for winter.

Those are a few outfits she wore them with. So versatile. 

Well the people over at FP were nice enough to send me a free pair AND give me a pair to give away! How awesome is that?? I picked the coyote, but it was definitely not an easy decision because they have so many cute prints and designs. But I wanted something that was a little more “fallish” that could transition into winter. 

This is how we styled them today ( I had to wait til she fell asleep to get a picture, her sass was too much today). The last pair she had she wasn’t yet walking but they were light on her feet just the same for when she crawled, they weren’t bulky and they didn’t throw her off when she tried to go from sitting to crawling and back. Now that we are walking she’s really loving these! She can run, climb, whatever she wants without the added weight. Seriously the best shoes ever! I’ll be sad when she outgrows all their moccasin sizes. 
Here’s the fun part… 

if you would like a chance to win your own pair of FP moccs absolutely FREE just SHARE this post to your FB (make sure you make it public so I can double check the winner) and comment here which style is your favorite. ( YOU MUST DO BOTH TO QUALIFY) Feel free to tag others when you share it, but it’s not required. Good luck guys! ❀️

May the odds ever be in your favor (yes, that was a hunger games reference! I thought it was appropriate πŸ˜‚)
PS this will run until Saturday, October 29th at 6 PM. Will announce a winner around 8 PM

Motivation Monday

This post isn’t my normal funny story or even what we have been up to recently, however I have been tossing this topic around in my mind for a good month now so here we are. Maybe someone else needs this message as much I did. 

Psalm 143:8, β€œLet the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I entrust my life.” (NIV)

Sadly, for the past year and a half, give or take, all I’ve been looking for in the mornings is more sleep. Between staying up after everyone settles down for the night to finish whatever chore(s) I feel HAS to be done before I can sleep, getting up every 2/3 hours with Ellie Grace (yes, still) and just giving everyone all I have all day I’ve put myself on the back burner. I don’t pick up my bible as much as I should or spend much time in deep prayer, mostly they are short, sweet, and to the point asking for his grace in whatever situation or thanking him for his mercy when it arises. And it has left me rather worn out and empty feeling. And it’s like a domino effect from there, my patience is thinner, my attitude is worse, and I just continue to go until I absolutely can’t anymore. 

After walking in from a hectic afternoon at work to a chaotic house and needing to cook dinner when all I felt like doing was curling up in bed I decided to send Jimmy outside to play with the kids while I cooked so I could get a few minutes of quiet for myself. While waiting on water to boil I picked up my phone and surfed Facebook, that’s where I came across the image above. A sweet friend had shared it at just the right time not knowing I needed it. That’s when it hit me, if I wake up even 10 minutes earlier than the alarm and put time into myself (reading my bible, praying, getting that quiet I long for) then everything else will fall into place. 

I have let God fill my cup before I can fill anyone else’s. 

And the old saying comes to mind “You get what you give” and since I’m giving my minimum to God, I’m getting the minimum out of the relationship, out of my day. 

And that’s my motivation for you guys today. 
Happy Monday ❀️

Happy birthday Jason!!

Is this real life right now? My baby is no longer a “toddler.” Like, how did this even happen? Where did my 7 lb 7 ounces 20.5 inch baby go? I feel like they were handing him to me for the first time 2 weeks ago.

And now he’s 5! This ball of energy came bursting into our lives faster than a natural disaster strikes (literally). And our lives have been full of laughter, love, frustration, tears, and prayers (lots and lots of them) since. I’ve shared so many numerous stories with you guys over the last 5 years, not just here but on my Facebook page, and if you’re lucky enough to be close friends of ours you’ve gotten the REALLY good stories in person that I didn’t share on social media, or have gotten to experience one first hand. (That’s where most of the tears and prayers come into play, the stories I don’t share). He’s got such a sense of humor and quick wit, for example, on the way home from dinner the other night he asked if he could eat a piece of candy he had. I told him no because it was late, he could have it the next day after school. When we got home I noticed the wrapper was empty and asked what happened, I really didn’t expect the answer I got. He looks at me with the biggest eyes and most sincere face he can muster and said “but mom, it fell out of the wrapper and I needed to eat it so it didn’t get all over your car”. Now, mind you, this was a starburst and it didn’t just “fall out” nor was it going to get all over my car. That moment was one of the hardest ones to keep a straight face yet. He’s to quick. 

This kid is also the most loving, kind hearted child I’ve ever met. He never meets a stranger and wants to include everyone in everything. There are so many times he doesn’t judge someone on their appearance, he just talks to anyone like they are his best friend. And in those moments I can’t help but aspire to be more like him. 

He has also become the BEST big brother, and to be honest, I wasn’t real sure how that was going to go. I mean he did say Ellie Grace could not live with us and had to find her own mommy/daddy and nonnie/poppy before she arrived. He also is sure to get a treat for Ellie if he gets one, he tries to put diapers back on her after she rips them off to keep her from getting in trouble, he loves to play with her, anything from dinosaurs to dolls. The other day he turned a baby show on his tv in his room for her to watch instead of kicking her out. He protects her, makes sure she’s doing something to hurt herself, I could go on forever. 

Though he may push my buttons, test my limits on purpose, and make me “lose my religion” now and then I would not want him any other way. He has brought so much joy into our lives and while I was teaching him lessons he taught me more. 

Happy 5th birthday baby boy! May this day be as magical as the world is to you ❀️