My Little Billy Bob

Oh, the blessed, gangely tooth phase. So cute. Yet, not so cute. We experience everything from the thrill, the gross out, the dramatic exit, the reward, the gap. Then, enters, the "TOOTH". Too big for the poor baby face it grows in. These exiting and entering dentures sure leave their mark as they walk across our babies' faces.










My little Billy Bob has lost 4 teeth. He is working on #5 as we speak. Those dentures are in a hurry to exit. The Tooth Fairy has a Welcome Mat at our home.

He was accidentally punched in the mouth while loosing both of his top pearly whites. While these acts sped up the process, they also created quite a distraction. Teeth were hanging crooked, turning funny colors, and flapping during conversation. Believe me, it has been really hard to focus on his eyes while this Handsome Harry is talking to me. My eyes can't help but be drawn to the mayhem happening inside his oral cavity.

The other day, he completed a task that left him quite proud of himself. Upon completion, he patted himself on his back, while proclaiming, "I sure am a strong fella!"

A little while later, this strong fella was found trying to pull out tooth #4. He squeezed so much effort into yanking on this tooth, that an enormously loud "moose call" trumpeted from that other "cavity".

One for the record books.

As soon as I could scrape my hysterical soul off of the floor, and wipe the tears from my eyes, I instantly began to lament the fact that I had not turned my video on this event.

Hind sight is 20/20.




pun totally intended

Rolling Out The Red Carpet

The week before Easter, we had the fabulous surprise of my parents (along with sis Kimberly and niece Baylee, and brother Clark) getting to come and spend a night with us. Because of my Dad's illness, we have not been able to see much of them. It was FABULOUS to get to have them in our home with us...even if it was for such a short time. We will take what we can get, right?!


Sorry about the pictures. Again. Camera, waiting until last second to take pictures, running late for church, sun in the face, son who insists he totally and completely does not know how to smile for a camera...


You get the idea.








At any rate it was wonderful to see them. They look amazing. They ARE amazing. My dad had a skip in his step again. Love it.


Here's to retirement and better health! ;)




and, PS

Thanks for all of your compliments on the crafts! You are all too kind!

Give That Girl A Saw...

...and she goes NUTS!


In the middle of March, my sister, Heather, my sis-in-law Birgitta, my other sis-in-law Angie, and her mom, locked ourselves in my house, and crafted our pants off. Angie and I have a lot of fun doing some seasonal decor crafts a couple of times a year. This was that...times 52! It took two weeks and 9 inches of saw dust in my garage to cut and prep everything for our craft blitz.

A lot of work? Yup. A lot of fun? You Bet! Worth it? Heck Yeh!!

As you peruse the pictures of our wares, please accept my humblest of apologies for the following details:

Quality of pictures. I own the world's crappiest camera, and it died. I am using my other camera, which is unbelievably worse than the first. Unbelievable. You cannot get the true colors off of these pictures.

Quantity of pictures. A tutorial on making a slide show, anyone? Anyone?

Proper Credit for pictures. Out there in Blogland, reside some extremely talented people who share their craft ideas on blogs. Thank you. I have added all of these sites to my blog. Be careful when beginning to browse. You will disappear. For a very. long. time.


So, we have home decor...

Spring...

Are those birds about the most adorable thing ever? EVER?

birthday...

Valentines...

Autumn...

Summer...

and countdown calendars.

That was just round one.

When I get the saw dust cleaned out of my nose, I will get to planning round two.

Maybe by then, there will be an intervention in place, on my behalf.

Help!

It All Started With A Wish

All I wanted was a little more organization. I just wanted to know where everything was, and where everything should go. I just wanted my "secretary" cabinet to work a little better for me.

So, I started with a little of this,

and ended up with this.

Pulled stuff out, hammered stuff here and there, added drawers and slots, ripped off doors, added tins for magnets, threw stuff away...(sorry! not enough foresight to get a before picture!)

Put it all back,

and ended up with this...

...my new "secretary". Ahh, love.

I am now organized.

And thus, it begins.

The craft itch that CANNOT be scratched.

And a love affair with my new label maker.

Mid-Life Crisis?

Over the past 8 months, I have,

Lost over 60 pounds.

Gained a new wardrobe.

Bought a puppy.

Sold a puppy.

Lost a preschooler.

Gained some wrinkles.

Changed out an entire room in my house.

Made plans on how to change every other room in my house.

Made over 30 crafts (uh, that's just in the last month).

Made of 1oo changes to my blog background.



I am seriously considering,


Participating in a triathalon

Cutting AND adding color to my hair

Dropping another 50 pounds

Getting a tatoo

Just checking to see if you are paying attention.

Hehehe



So, mid-life crisis? I don't know. I am turning the big "F" word this year. That pretty much constitutes a crisis right there. Regardless if it's a meltdown, or the quickly approaching "F" word, I seem to be on a mission to transform myself from head to toe, and my house from stem to stern. Just be careful when you come to visit. You may not know who you are when you leave.

Happy Valentines!

Seriously. I feel that far behind with my posts.


In reality, I am not THAT far behind. But with my non-procrastinating, stay-on-top-of-things, like-to-be-the-first-one-out-of-the-gate personality, the date of my last post might as well contain the year 2009.

So, here I go. I am going to start throwing my posts at you with lightening speed. I am going in order. Even if that means backing up to February.



I gave Chase a Valentine assignment a few days before V-day. I gave him my camera (my dumb, dumb camera) and sent him on a heart safari around the house. He was admonished to be as clever as he could. Here are just a few of the results:



He found some obvious ones,




formed one with a pipe cleaner (what a clever Joe),





ate one into his breakfast,





made one with his lunch.



But, from the near 20, out-of-focus hearts that this sweet boy captured on film that day,


this one,




is by far, my favorite.


I heart you, Chasers!

Post-Stuck

Reasons I get post-stuck:

Can't say anything funny to save my life
Can't get/didn't get the pictures of event I want to post
Don't know how to post what it is I want to post
Can't move forward until a certain post that should go first can be posted
Don't have time
Don't have anything to post
Seems like too much time has passed since the last post that it seems too hard to take the plunge and jump back in

There. Go that out of the way.

All of the reasons for not being able to make a post were hanging over my head like a rain cloud.

Now, I can move forward, and begin posting again. Or not. I may have things to post...or not.

But it's nice to have the option.

I know. Seriously. I know.

I am a dork.