Not so surprising.

I could blog a million and one things,.. but I just haven't.  It seems as though I am lame.  And I am.  But at least we are having fun while I am lame!  I think I have just been holding out to blog about this:

(Except,.. I won't be that lady with nasty tramp stamps and a bikini. )

I decided like a year ago that I was going to take Peter on vacation for his 30th Birthday,.. one way or another!! Well,.. I tried my darndest to surprise him, and that little stinker ruined it a few weeks ago.  I was SOOO CLOSE to making it and he snuck into my texts(we always read each other's texts,.. it's not a trust issue people,.. we are just curious) and found a ridiculously detailed text including words like "SURPRISE", "CRUISE" and "CARIBBEAN".  So I couldn't really get around it.  

Oh well.

We leave on Friday and I can't wait!

Happy Birthday Baby!!

Why!?

It seems like everyone I really love is havin babies!!  (Congrats Mandy and Travis!) So I have been looking at baby pictures,.. which usually lead to myself having a baby. (I'm not pregnant!) 

Why do my kids have to grow up so darn fast?  Don't they know that just means that I am going to have to pop another one out? (Once again,...No announcements)  I'm pretty sure I blinked and they are just pretty much adults now.  I told Bailey she needs to get a job already, and she said,.. "okay,.. I will watch a movie on the computer mom!"  funny girl.

Chloe has decided she is quite the entertainer.  As soon as the camera comes out,... so do her silly faces.

 She is gettin skinny from all the RUNNING she does all day,.. but good thing those cheeks are stickin around! 

Chloe is quite the silly girl.  She just aims to entertain.  She is just so sweet too. Chloe loves to split her time giving her sister loves and kisses,  but also working on her talent in hair pulling and hitting.  She is pretty sly, which makes for some interesting interactions between this duo.  Chloe just LOVES taking something away from Bailey, just to be chased.  She just giggles with delight the entire time.  And poor Bailey is the permenent damsel in distress.  She is really good at screaming and crying, and not so good at fighting back.  Not that I want an all our brawl,.. but it would be nice if sometimes Bailey could manage to stick up for her self,... and not just to her baby sister.  Good thing Bailey has a pretty sharp tongue and will tell you what's up,.. but to other kids, that's not usually effective.  

Speaking of Bailey,.... she is crazy.  Man I love her.  She has decided that it's really fun to try and sneak into our bed at night,... by any means necessary.  Usually a guilt trip on the, ever trusty push over,... Daddy.  We have been very excited to start using Santa as a bribe for good behavior,.. but it kind of back fired last week when Bailey saw snow, it meant it was christmas, and that santa was going to skip our house because we hadn't decorated yet.  So,.. note to self,.. don't use Santa as a bribe until you are ready for EVERYTHING Christmas!!!

Are you SURE these weren't taken last week?

{Bailey}

{Chloe}

Pretty Much the WORST day ever.

It started bright and early.  I woke up so that I had plenty of time to get ready and get the girls ready so we could make a good go at things,... My friend Brittany(who hosted a FABULOUS Halloween Party) called and asked if she could borrow some of my cake decorating tips.  Sure thing!  So I set out on the quest of a life time to find the those dumb little things.  She gave up on me after an hour.  An Hour of SEARCHING while dealing with miss attitude of America SCREAMING at me about nothing.(someday I will have a brain and be organized, or have a brain and remember something)  Anyway,.... I felt super bad.  So the girls and I were ready, got the girls all buckled in the car, had my list of errands to run, and determined to find the sweetest Halloween costume available.

Turn the key,........

nothin.

grrrrr. (there is NOTHING more frustrating to me than a car that won't start and being stranded)

So I decided that I would push the car out of the garage and run down and have a neighbor jumpstart Shaneequa.

It took a bit of effort to get good ole Shaneequa movin, I was workin up a sweat.  I knew once I got the back wheels out of the garage that we would be smooth sailin'.  Well,.........  Note to self:

-When parked on the left hand side of a double car garage door,... do not attempt to push car out of garage  with the drivers side door open.  This equals disaster.

The car is rollin and I suddenly realize,......... Ahh freak,.. the door is open, I still need to get IN the car and CLOSE the door.  Too bad that thought came as the door caught on the side of the garage.  LUCKILY I was able to reach the break before the door completely folded open.

So there I sit, in my car, with my foot on the break, BAWLING, and then trying to push the car back into the garage,.. which would mean that I needed to push the back end of a 2 ton Sequoia UP HILL into the garage.  I was FREAKING OUT, bawling, and I couldn't reach my phone.

An awesome neighbor of ours saw my distress of desperately trying to push Shaneequa back into the garage and came to my rescue.  I'm pretty sure he thinks I am the biggest idiot in all the world.

After over 2 hours of him trying to help me(including using his Cobra) to try and jump start Shaneequa, I sent him home, and called AAA.

Pull out the AAA card, and low and behold, the card is in Peter's name and they WILL NOT come help me until Peter is THERE.  (so stupid)  So Peter spends an hour on the phone to get me added to his card, and then another hour until they would arrive.  So I pull the kids out of the car, and let them play in the yard.  Well Chloe had something Bailey wanted and Bailey decided she was going to get it back from her.  So Bailey chases after her poor little sister,...... And what happens when you chase an 18 month old?  Well,.. they run as fast as they can, away from you, and where did Chloe run?  Down the hill.  And then what happened?  Her oversized head went faster than her feet, and she face planted in the street.

Then I screamed, really loud, then we went in and cried.  A lot.

(another note to self-Never EVER EVER go on Birth Control Pills, no matter what! They make you CRAZY)

Then AAA Saved us and gave me a new Battery.

Then I didn't have time to get a costume,.. just enough time to make it to Peter's Office to Trick or Treat, come home and leave for our wicked awesome Party that Peter(I mean 3-legged Jake) was the star of.
So I went as Facebook,... ie,... wrote the word Book on my face,.. it's a classic one.

Then I went to bed, hoping for a better day the next day, cause it was a HORRIBLE day.

The End.

Halloweenie

Halloween was preTTy fun up in herrr.  Sleeping Beauty was so elegant, and sweet, and happy,............. I mean,... she was sweet and happy and elegant when she was sleeping,.. cause when she is awake, she is more like,.. sassy, smartie pants, and demanding,...... but beautiful under all that! :D  

Then there was my little garden gnome.  She was,.... well,.... fat and cute.  MAN,.. there is just something awesome about a fat baby,... and even better when that fat baby is dressed up as a gnome, with a saggy diaper. 

Life is good people.  

Real good.(to be said in a Nacho Libre sort of way)

Peter and I had the opportunity to dress up a whopping 4 times,......... I took the opportunity once, and Peter went all out 4 times.  He is awesome like that.  Usually I am MORE than happy to dress up,.. as my High school friends can prolly attest.  But you see,.... Friday was quite possibly the WORST day of my life. (Which I am grateful, I can say that it was only this bad),... but that's it's own story, which you will laugh at.  I promise,.... even though i can't really laugh about it yet,.. :(

Happy Holloweenie!

That Little Bailey,.......

She is a crack up as usual. 

Stories as of late:

Mommy singing:  "Bailey and the Beast"(to the song Beauty and the Beast,... This makes Bailey VERY angry because that is not the real words!)

Bailey:  NOOOOOOO!!  Stop it mommy,.. I'm done!  That's not right,.. I am DONE!!!!

During car pool to dance Bailey and her friend Sophie(who has a little brother Chloe's age) were discussing the different words that THEIR babies said,... Bailey's words of wisdom,...

"Babies only dis talk, and when dey talk dey said words to Dr. Laura"

(Guess you know what I listen to on the radio in the afternoon!

Peter shaves his head about once a week and the other morning Bailey came in just in time to see him lotioning his freshly shaved noggin and she said,... "Daddy,.. dats and AMAZING head you got!"

Then after watching him put his deodorant on she lifted her arm and pointed in her armpit and said "Look Daddy,.. I don't gots gross stuff in MY armpit."

She keeps telling me stories about when she was a Mommy and when I ask her who her kids are she says Chloe is her kid,... and there is clearly no point in arguing with this child or else she might lay the ultimate smack down on her dear old mom.

Whenever I tell her we are going to the grocery store she BEGGS for me to take her to "Target, da red circle store, wiff da dollies"  (they are jerks at target and keep pollie pocket princess dolls at the check out,.. do we have them all?? YES,.. do we have a clone for each of them x2???? why yes we do!!!

I am feeling guilty I didn't put her in Pre-School,.. because now she is begging me,... " I want to go to schooool Mommy,... and learn my C, B, Dubbleuse"  How can you resist that!?!?  Guess I better find some books to teach her my self for a year.

That's all for now folks!  I know,.. you laughed at least once,.. and if you didn't, you are lame.

Sweet Memory Sunday

I have been reminiscing some things of my past that I probably should publicize, but they are funny.  

I'm just going to rewind to almost 2 years.  It was New Year's Eve, and we were celebrating it up with our besties,.. Jimmy and Julie(of whom we miss TERRIBLY!) and I was 3 months preggers with the Chloe monster.  We went outside to bang some pots and pans,.... The cold air did a number on my stomach, so I RAN to the restroom to spew the delicious pizza,.. Little did I know my bladder needed to spew also.  So the choices were,.. sit and go to the bathroom, and puke all over the bathroom, or puke in the toilet and pee my pants,...................................................... 

I chose to pee my pants.

But it was the worst thing ever to have to come out of that bathroom and announce why we had to leave immediately.  Yeah,.... letting your husband's best friend see you post peeing your pants isn't like the funnest thing on the planet.  

Ahhhh,.. the sweet memories.  

(Jimmy and Julie,.. move your buns back to Utah PRONTO!  I promise I won't pee my pants at your house ever again!)

Who Wears the Pants?

That's right,... I DO.  

Peter lost his Navy Pants,.. so I had to take the reins and wear them. 

OKAY,.... just kidding.  

But really,.. Peter DID in fact lose 2 pairs of navy pants.  I didn't know where they were.  I looked and looked,.. I even totally finished the laundry looking for them,.. to no avail.  I just kept thinking Bailey stuffed them down the toilet,.. and that's the reason it keeps clogging.  But she said she didn't, and that I have bad breath(rude).  

Then I had a flash back.

A few weeks ago,.. Peter made me pretty freaky mad,.. and so in a moment of rage(kinda)  I took a bunch of laundry to the cleaners.  I was tired of looking at that stack of clothes anyway.  Well,.. then Peter made it up to me with an hour massage and extra money in my allowance,..... I forgot about the clothes at the cleaners.  

opps!

But we found Peter's pants!

:D  

Those Little Moments

I am human,.. I know,.. shocker!  I get caught up in the monaughtany(Spelling?) of life,.. and forget to stop and take a little mental picture sometimes.  But last night, the opportunity presented it's self, to stop and really think about how much I love my kids and my life right now.  

Chloe developed a stuffy nose as of 7:30 last night and for a self soother by way of finger sucking,.. a stuffy nose means misery.   So after a long time of fussing and crying, I went up and just picked her up and rocked her,.. which we haven't done very much since she quit nursing.  She didn't want to lay down with her head on my forearm,.. she wanted to be right there,.. snuggled on my chest.  The next thing I knew,.. her little hand was resting on my chest too,.. and then it started patting it's way up my chest,.. on my neck,.. and then all over my face, and then came to a resting place on my chest by her little nose.  She just wanted to make sure I was still there and still really snuggling her.  It was just so sweet and something I don't ever want to forget.

I gently put Chloe back in her crib and decided since I was close, to go in and check on Bailey,.. I quietly opened the door,.. and tip-toed in, by her bed,.. brushed her hair out of her face, and kissed her forehead.  She didn't open her eyes at all,.. but said,.."Hi Mommy" and I replied,.." HI Bailey,.. I love you" and Bailey said,.. " I love you too Mommy" "Go back to sleep"  "Okay Mommy" 

All while maintaining her same position with her eyes closed.  It was just so sweet.

I am just filled with gratitude.  I am one super lucky girl with an amazing little family(I have a pretty amazing BIG family too)  but I just love this point that I am in, in life,.. and trying to truly enjoy my kids, while they are little.  My house can be cleaned later.  (If you saw it right now,.. you would laugh)

{Note,.. the naked sister in the background}

I love you girls!

Self Incrimination

I probably shouldn't write this.  This is REALLY embarrassing,.. but,..alas,... How can I resist.  You can't truly LIVE life with out laughing at your self,.. and it's better when everyone else can laugh with me,..... but really I should be mortified mostly.

We have been having a few things done on the house as of late,.. ie,.. adding a "Somewhere" out the door to "nowhere"(our back door has lead to a 15 foot drop off since we moved in,.. and it was time for a deck.) 

So construction started on said deck like a week ago. So one day, in a hurry because of intestinal distress, I ran to this place, in a panic.  

Doors here are fairly un-nessassary these days with a nosy 3 year old, and a 1 year old following in her big sisters foot steps.  So,... maybe I never close doors anymore??? (if you are a mom you understand that nothing is private,.. even certain bathroom events. )

So,.. I sat.  And I looked at the view,.. which is this,.........

Which said deck was built under.  Which had a man standing in it,.. looking at me.  

Sometimes I hate myself.  

But then I just laugh,.. cause that's pretty dang funny.

Gateway

A few weekends ago, we went to the Gateway with Rachel and Dave, and their kids.  We had a lot of fun, and Chloe LOVED it!

What is in this hole mom!?

Yes,.. that jet is headed STRAIGHT for her face, and got her good!!!  And she LOVED it!

This pole is going to protect me, right!?

Ahh Nuts!

Poor little Chloe has been having quite the hard time adjusting to cow's milk,.. and then it dawned on me,.. it's cause her little body can't digest it.  :( Sad Face.  I am a milk LOVER and so this is quite depressing for me.   She has had this nasty rash all over her tummy around her belly button,.. and lotion wasn't helping AT ALL.  She has had that rash since I put her on cow's milk,.. and now,.... 5 days post quitting cow's milk,.. Voila,.. tis gone!  Really,.. I can't believe it.  So,.. now our fridge is stalked with this.

How they make milk out of it, is beyond me,.. but she LOVES it,.. and it actually tastes really good!  So we are all happy!  

Dance

Bailey started Dance this morning.  We have been waiting for "Wednesday Morning" for like 3 weeks.  Bailey could NOT WAIT to put on her "swim suit" and tights and dance shoes, and shake her booty.

A friend directed me to Ruby Shoes Dance Studio, which is this tiny studio that a mom has put together for just little girls.  They dance around to Nursery Rhymes and pretend to be the different princesses.  Today they were Ariel, and they transformed from Mermaid to human and back again.  Bailey was in HEAVEN. Even though her attention span last a whole 30 minutes,.. she had lots of fun looking in the mirror and dancing in front of it, the rest of the time.  Miss Amber is so fun, and her objective for these young little girls is to just teach them to move their bodies, love music, and use their imagination

What Happens in Vegas,....

umm,... should be repented of.   

I dis-like Vegas VERY much,.. and having it be 117 degrees solidified it.  Correct me if I'm wrong,.. but do people really go there and ENJOY it?  I mean really?  My eye balls need ripped from their sockets and sanitized in bleach, after a nice soak in hydrogen peroxide,  I SERIOUS.  

But alas,.. there I was,.. chillin(actually sizzlin) like a mamma villin,  with the Spanish Foreign Exchange Students.  They were in HEAVEN(I assume Hell is deceitful just like Vegas).  After a long drive down trying to learn Spanish,.... well,.... the words that a 15 year old would think are funny to teach a poor innocent, mom.   But they thought I was pretty cool cause I let them listen to loud music, and it was Lady Gaga, which the LOVE.  They were pretty funny kids.  And I really miss them!  

This dam sign is right before you enter Hoover Dam,.. the Dam weather, was dam hot, even the letters on this dam sign were melting off.

All in all,.. we had fun,.. but I do not care to ever go back to Hell.  

This one time

I was too busy to blog, or so I thought,... and now I am WAY behind on blogging, and it's a sad story cuz I don't want to bombard ya'll with blogs about my crazy life, but would like to write about them. One order of Big Fat Blog week at the Robbins' household,.... on it's way.

-bleck.

Americana Activities

On July 3rd(Chloe's actual Birthday) We decided to head down to Provo and hang out at the Freedom Festival.  I love going to little Fair type things with the little shops.  I always find something to fall in love with, and also some cute ideas for things I want to make.  It was my first full day with Elena, and so off we went.  The highlight of the Festival was Bailey on this tampoline thingy.  She is a REALLY cautious kid, and so I didn't think she would like this very much.  She gets scared when I throw her over my shoulder like a sac-o-potatoes.  

Maria Elena

This should have come before the last post,.. but I wasn't thinking. 

Anyway,..This is our Foreign Exchange Student Elena.  Really,.. she is my new little sister,.. and my girl's sister.  My girls fell head-over-heals, in love with her.  And so did I.  She was so sweet and so kind, and wonderful to have in our home.  

Some people have asked me about it all, so here are my answers.

A lady(my adopted mom in PG) that I know, was in charge of them coming here, and really spear headed the program and the activities this summer that they would be part of.  She asked me if we would be willing to take a student.  We thought about it, and decided it would be a fun way to get out and see things, and have fun,.... and it really was.  We did some things that we wouldn't have done other wise.  And with our really low key summer last summer, we wanted a good excuse to get out and have a blast.  Elena was a lot of fun, and spoke English amazingly well.  She was very polite, and played with my kids a lot.  We will do it again next summer if Elena comes, or if another student that came this year comes again.  Only because I have grown to know this group and really love them, (not that I wouldn't any different kids)  IF we do it again next summer it will be our last for a little while, as our child baring break will be over.  ANYWAY,.. what it boils down to, is we LOVED it.  But it is kinda difficult with little kids, and nap times.  My mom was a life saver and took my kids while I went and did.  She is amazing. 

Props to my mamma.

We were crying.  I love her.