If anyone is still checking...

If anyone has been concerned that I "haven't" been updating my blog... I really have. Just all backdated posts. Here are the links the last few blog posts I have done. They are mostly pictures, but that's why you come here anyway, right? To look at my cute kids? I thought so.

Here's a September one: http://ourfamilyzforever.blogspot.com/2010/09/baby-and-kid-wearing.html

And four for October: http://ourfamilyzforever.blogspot.com/2010/10/playing-with-brother.html

http://ourfamilyzforever.blogspot.com/2010/10/basket-party.html

http://ourfamilyzforever.blogspot.com/2010/10/wait-for-it.html

http://ourfamilyzforever.blogspot.com/2010/10/cutest-thing-youve-ever-seen.html

And please, leave a comment. :)

Peace.

Look Mom!

I am trying to teach Emily some responsibility so that she grows up with some good habits. Trying to get her to make her own bed has been interesting. Granted, she is only three (and a half!) and making a bed is somewhat difficult even for adults, but I'd say she did a pretty darn good job for her first time all by herself.

She is "showing" me how well she did at making her bed by herself!

Never mind that the comforter is upside down and the "folded" blanket looks more like it got tossed on the bed. She probably spent a good five minutes working on this and I was very proud of how well she did.

Now to see if we can teach her to do the dishes...

Happiness is...

I am sick.

I HATE being sick. (who actually likes it...that's a dumb sentence.)

But I don't think that I have been sick since I've had two children. Not like this.

And it's hard.

Hard to take care of the kids. My house is a WRECK and I feel like poo.

So yesterday, Scott was my knight in shining armor and came home to make dinner, do the dishes, start the wash, and gave me a bunch of daisies with the phrase,

"Daisies always make people happier."

What. A. Sweetheart.

I love it when he does little things like that.

I am still sick. And I still feel really yucky. But every time I look at the daisies sitting on my table, it does make my day happier.

Because I have a man who loves me and does everything he can to make me happy.



Go ahead and see if this picture doesn't make you happier. :)

Emily-ism #3

Here is a conversation that Emily and I had today:

Emily: "Mom, when I'm bigger I can drive the car! And you can sit in the front by me!"

Me: "Oh really?"

Emily: "Yeah! And Daddy can sit in the back by brother. But we have to move my carseat. Cuz when I'm bigger I won't fit. My bum will be too big to fit in the carseat. Just like yours."

Me: "Thanks, Emmy."

(I am trying to document all of the funny things she says, because someday she can read them and laugh at herself too. I hope. )

Emily-ism #2

Scott: "Emily, you're beautiful!"

Emily: "No, I'm not! I'm dangerous!"

Summer 2010 at Sand Hollow. She's probably eating something,
but looks somewhat pirate-y and "dangerous." Funny girl.

Emily-isms

Emily is full of funny things she says. Here is one for today.

Emily was playing "My Little Pony" with my friend Nancy and she told Nancy that she was going to be the mommy pony and that Emily would be the daddy pony.

Emily then said "I'm going to work." (since she was the daddy pony)

Nancy asked "why does the daddy pony have to go to work?"

Emily's response was: "So he can bring home the bacon! And the grass..."

What can I say? She's a cooky cookie.

And we love her for it.

Grandma Campbell's Christmas Party

Every year on the sunday before Christmas, my Grandma Campbell does a party for her entire posterity. There are probably 75 people in her basement and tons of food. This year my mom came to help with the festivities. Here are my favorite pictures from the event:

My little artist

Emily is my budding artist. She painted with watercolors for a good portion if the afternoon. The result was a messy table but a lot of great paintings. When asked what the "painting"on the table was called she replied:

Mess.

And so here you have it folks....

"Mess" by Emily.
Medium: watercolors

Goal Achieved

Eric playing in the laundry basket. Cutie patootie. 

As a mom, I have come to celebrate the seemingly "little" successes throughout my day to feel like I actually did accomplish something.

Y'know...besides keeping four human beings and two cats fed and alive....

Anyway, today was a monumental day because....

(big breath...)

I SORTED, STARTED, WASHED, DRIED, FOLDED, PUT AWAY, AND HUNG UP ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING THAT WAS IN THE DIRTY LAUNDRY HAMPERS AND FOLDED ALL OF THE SOCKS FROM THIS WEEK AND LAST WEEK AND PUT THEM ALL AWAY TOO.... ALL OF THIS ALL IN ONE DAY! TODAY! AND I'M FEELING REALLY PROUD OF MYSELF!

Phew. Glad I got that off my chest.

Some of you Supermom's out there may think this is ridiculously simple and can do this with no problem, probably every week, but for me, it has probably happened once. Ever.

Well, TWICE now!

So, today, I celebrate! Hurrah!

And to celebrate, I believe I shall go put myself to bed.

Good night.

I promised...

Lest any of you think I have not kept to my promise, I HAVE been blogging...just on things that I backdated to June and August. Here are the links for those of you who care to check them out:

(But leave a comment pretty please so I know you looked? Thanks s'much.)

There are three:

Eric's birth story can be found HERE

"Bringing Baby Home" can be found..... HERE

and finally...

A really nice post about part of our trip to San Diego can be found.... wait for it.... HERE

Okay, ready set go!

Self-feeding

Eric has become quite proficient at feeding himself. He is growing up too quickly!

I'm in love...

I have found a new love.

I have always had an affinity for things that smell good. I like it when Scott wears his cologne. (Except he only wears one squirt...and you can only smell it when you're really close. But he says that it's just for me. Since I'm the only one who ever gets really close. Hm. Cute. I digress...) I love the smells of newborn babies. I looove my house to smell good. (Maybe THAT'S why I sell Scentsy. Ah ha!) I love the smell of baked bread. I love the smell of fresh cut grass. I love the smell of laundry.

Yes. Laundry.

And every time I do laundry it smells good while I fold it. And that's it.

Until...

My sister in law Ashlee introduced me to THIS:





It has changed my life. It makes my clothes smell good for the whole week. I can smell it when I pick Eric up and snuggle him. Or as Emily runs by. Some people hate the flowery laundry soap smell, but I LOVE it.

No, this is not a paid testimonial. And no, I'm not getting any free samples out of this. I just have been doing laundry today and decided that I love this stuff.

Okay, so I'm a nerd.

But at least I'm a nerd that smells April Fresh!