Friday, April 18, 2014

Matilda Jane Giveaway

Let me take this opportunity to publicly apologize to my children for taking their picture nine thousand times over the last few years.

My blogging "career," pretty much depends on their willingness to get in front of the camera for me... and when I recently had to turn the tables/camera onto myself, I realized just how hard that can be.

Matilda Jane Clothing, bless their sweet and creative hearts, did something that no other company has done in all of my years of blogging.

They sent ME clothes.

I was super excited to receive their package and try everything on until I realized that now I actually had to get in front of a camera for ya'll.

Let's remember that I am less than 3 months post partum so, yikes.

Luckily, the clothes they sent in a size small, were actually much too big on me...

So my self esteem was doing much better than it would have been had they been too small, ya know?

 I'd say their size Small runs a little wide, more like a 4-6.

I had to clip this Lacey Peplum Top in the back to make it fit correctly.

This deep purple Sundress was also too large but super comfy and light weight... I plan on taking it in just a bit for the summer and maybe adding a belt to help define my waist more.

I like that the clothes are unique and feel really high end, without being uncomfortable or stuffy.

Consider these pieces the opposite of a cramped cable knit sweater... really easy to wear.

With easter (and my 31st birthday) happening this Sunday, Girlfriend and I decided a little fashion show was in order for Husband.

He was gracious enough to snap a few pictures and spare me the awkwardness of doing it myself with a timer.

Love that man.

The Peplum Top is the perfect mix of sophisticated, and trendy... plus??

It's comfortable(!) and I love that it can be dressed up or down.

I wanted to pair it with black pants and pumps but decided against it so I could stay on the same casual wave length as my Girlfriend.

Speaking of dollface, she is wearing a Matilda Jane peasant top... with gap leggings and gymboree shoes (on the right feet, woot!!).

She was so sweet and helped make my first ever blogging photo shoot relatively painless and fun (she's a seasoned pro for sure).

She even picked out my shoes and jacket... which was fine by me because Lord knows if it's not yoga pants then I don't know how to wear it.

Now for the exciting part....

Matilda Jane Clothing wants to outfit the ladies at your house too!!

They carry clothes starting at babies size 3 months, all the way up to women's size XL.

Just fill out the Rafflecopter below for your chance to win a $50 Matilda Jane Clothing gift card.

You'll love the high end but casual feel of their clothes! Good Luck!

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Graduation Is Coming...

It's crazy to think that in a few short weeks my baby boy will graduate from Pre-School.

I can still remember standing in Wal-Mart and having a full blown panic attack over what backpack to buy for him when he started school eighteen months ago.

Not to be confused with the panic attack I had over which shoes to buy for him.

And now here we are... in the second to last month of school, and Boyfriend comes home telling me that he is preparing for Graduation and practicing his songs every day.

FML how did I get this old??

I'll be especially sad to see this year end because I obviously won't be doing a School Days Project like this again next year... or, ever for that matter.

Right now, I take his picture every morning before school, but it's actually only every other day... because it's Pre-School.

Kindergarten will be everyday and overkill... he might officially hate cameras for life if I attempt that.

So I'll be happy with the one year I got out of this fun little project.

Which will probably also be the last year that he will let me dress him.

Speaking of dressing him... I often get emails asking where I get Boyfriend's clothes (since you get to see so many of them in these posts).

Ninety-nine percent of the clothes he wears, are hand-me-downs from a family friend that we are SO BLESSED and fortunate to know.


These clothes are awesome and if I've heard it once I've heard it a thousand times out of Husband, "If that was in my size I would wear it... if this was my size I would wear it."

Yada Yada... the kid has amazing clothes and we are so lucky to have them handed to us regularly.

In other Graduation news, Boyfriend's class has been rehearsing songs and getting ready for the big day.

I don't know for sure, but I assume this involves a cap and gown of some sort.

I say this because last week this exchange happened between Boyfriend and Husband while we were in the car:

"Hey Dad? What's that hat called that kids wear when they yeave a school?"

(In reality, Boyfriend asked three times before Husband answered, the man is good at tuning us out... but for the purpose of keeping it short, let's pretend he answered right away).

"Uh... a sombrero Bud."

"Oh, okay. Welp me and my friends are going to wear sombreros to Graduation and sing songs, and it is going to be so yove-y."

"Great Bud!"

(Me, interrupting....)

"You just told your son that he will wear a sombrero to graduate Pre-School."

Husband looking at me surprised: "I did? When?"

I have a feeling if Boyfriend actually wears a sombrero to Graduation that Husband will have a hard time tuning us out...

Maybe his teacher will be down for that??

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

He Said...

Boyfriend learned all about changing the world the other day at school.

On the way home, he gave me a nugget of wisdom that was just too good not to share.

He began...

"Hey Mom... you know how to change the world and make it better?"

"No Bud, how?"

"You gotta do stuff Mom... you can't just sit there, you gotta do stuff."

"You're right Bud... change takes action, right?"

"Yup! You know what I'm gonna do to change the world, Mom?"

"What Bud?"

"I'm just gonna keep doin' what I'm doing."

"Well alright then..."

"Yup I'm just gonna keep bein' Wolverine... and taking care of people."

As ridiculous as that sounds... his innocence for the simplicity of the world around him melted my heart.

I hope my little super hero never stops taking care of people... and always remembers that change takes action.

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Sesame Live In Review

Last week thanks to the kind folks at the VEE Corporation I was able to take the kids to "Sesame Live! Elmo Makes Music".

One of my fondest memories of when I was little happened one morning that we thought was just another day.

My three siblings and I sat down for breakfast like we did every day, and my mom brought our cereal to the table.

But this time she was carrying it on a tray, which I thought was weird at the time, but now that I'm a Mom I know that she did this so that we would all get our cereal at the time.


Because perched on the edge of our bowls was a single ticket each.

We were headed to the Radio City Music Hall Christmas Show, in a LIMO...


We were skipping school.

Best day ever.

I wanted desperately to recreate this moment for my own babies, but...

Considering Girlfriend still eats anything that is put in front of her, I feared she'd just pop that ticket right into her mouth like.. yum... lunch.

Instead I told them when they came into our bed in the morning for their daily snuggles.

They were thrilled to say the least... there was lots of jumping and squealing.

I tried really hard to find a Sesame Street shirt for Boyfriend to wear but kept turning up empty handed.

Luckily he didn't seem to care.

I also took my girlfriend Lu to be my extra set of hands.

Husband was totally broken up over having to work and not being able to go (yeh right).

We don't get to do stuff like this with the kids that often because for real... life is expensive!

Waaaaaay back, one hundred years ago (actually only three though), when we had only one child, we took Boyfriend to see Thomas Live.

Our tickets were like $75 A HEAD. As in for a two year old's seat.

I don't know why Thomas the Train thinks he is Jay Z or something, but people want to make their kids happy, so they pay the money.

Fast forward three years and two more kids later, and welp... we just can't afford that business anymore.

So consider me super, duper excited to take the kids to see Sesame Live fo' free.

(Sorry these pictures suck... I decided against editing them, so i-phone quality it is today...)

The second the music started playing I was slapping Boyfriend's leg and squealing.

We were a pretty animated bunch... people were staring.

Seriously that face... he looked like that almost the whole show.

The dancing was awesome and they sang so many classic songs that the whole audience was into it.

I have NO IDEA how the Hell the puppets mouths move while they sing... and by puppets I mean people in costumes...

I thought about it obsessively for the entire show so if anyone knows how the heck those mouths move... can you help a Sista out and tell me?

The biggest surprise of the whole show was that Baby Boy loved it more than anyone!!

I thought for sure he would sleep the whole time, but as soon as he heard chaos and music he started flailing for me to turn him around.

And once he faced the stage, he sat open mouthed and frozen in awe for the entire first half of the show.

Note that I said "first half".

I was totally bummed and disappointed that the show had an Intermission.

For real... we are dealing with two year olds... don't intermish (it's a word if I say it is).

By the time the Intermission was over there were kids all around me crying.

Luckily mine weren't among the ones in tears, but by the end they were all in my lap with heavy eyelids.

I would say for sure that the show ran a little too long and if I were to go again, I would lie and tell my kids it was over at the Intermission (just keepin' it real).

Ya know how sometimes if you push kids too far they are just gone and there is no getting them back??

Well, I think this production was reaaaalllllly pushing it with some of these little ones.

 I am really happy that we sat in the balcony and I would totally recommend it for shows like this.

It was nearly empty and made for easy boob-pullage-access if I needed to nurse mid show.

Also, Girlfriend is in that, "I need to see the bathroom everywhere I go.." phase and no one minded that she got up seventeen times to pee.

Except maybe Lu, who had to take her every time. Sorry Lu.

Other than that is was awesome.

Super high energy and except for the Intermission, no lulls, just go go go... which was perfect for my little Energizer Bunnies.

Girlfriend was booty shaking her face off, and even Boyfriend loved it (I pulled him out of school for the day) (cool Mom points for me).

I wondered briefly if he was too old for it but he was thrilled to go and never once said that Sesame is for babies.

We rounded out our perfect day with pizza and a nice long nap.

A free show, no tears, junk food and a nap at the end??

I'll take more of everything please!

Monday, April 14, 2014

She Dresses Herself...

We have hit the fashion stage around here.

I have to admit I kind of love it.

Girlfriend is not much for dolls, or TV shows... she has never really shown an interest in anything except arts and crafts, and now... shoes.

And pants, and shirts, and skirts, and dresses, and accessories, and alllll the fashion things.

If it's got animal print, or sparkles, or feathers then she is ALLLL about it.

She asks me every single day if we can match outfits.

It is so adorable I just want to squeeze her face off.

The Easter Bunny is bringing her a shirt that will match one of my shirts, and also a pair of flip flops to match mine.

But until the bunny brings the goods... she is picking out her own outfits and while she's at it... I am not allowed to have an opinion on them.

ORRR fix them.

Case in point... this little number.

Do you see it?

Do you see all of it?

Two different shoes. Two left feet.

But wait, there's more.

There's this.

Inside out and backwards jeggings... that she pulled out of her bin for next year so they are two sizes too big.

That flower in her hair? Those butt pockets on the front??

I will miss these days when she gets older...

The crazy looks I get from people in the store? Not so much...

But outfits like these....

You betcha.

Friday, April 11, 2014

He Said...

Every day I am reminded that there is no handbook for this parenting stuff.

So for real.. let me ask you a question.

Did you explain to your son what balls are?

Did you?

Cause we didn't.

It just never came up.

Until the other day when I heard him and his sister fighting and he was all...

"Stop it right now Girlfriend or I am going to kick you RIGHT IN YOUR BALLS!"

I was all... errrrrtttt.... put the brakes on.. hold the phone... what did that kid just say?

Did he just tell his sister he was going to kick her in her balls?

I quietly went to the door of her room where they were playing... I stood there for two seconds when I heard it again...

".... right in your balls! Get away from me!"

Those of you that have lots of kids are probably laughing at me right now because your younger ones already know what balls are because the older ones have told them.

Buuut.... this is our oldest, and we never told him.

I'm pretty sure we have Pre-School to thank for this one.

Those little fuckers have the worst potty mouths.

So... I put the kid in Time Out and explained that he had said something that only adults say, and only not nice adults at that.

I didn't tell him what it meant.

I just couldn't do it.

I know... I suck at this parenting stuff.

But I kind of felt like if I did tell him... then he would be tempted to not only use the phrase more often, but to be the one that teaches other kids about balls.

And I don't want my kid to be the ball teacher... ya know??

I toyed with the idea of saying, "Ya see those things? Ya know, the things that just are kind of there and ugly? Welp... those are...."

And then I was all... "Nah.... let a kid on the bus tell him."


Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Scenes With Girlfriend...

 "Mommy you read me a book?"

"Sure baby, no problem."

She picks out a book, and sits down next to me.
I set Baby #3 up to nurse, cover us with a blanket and begin to read.

Page 1...

"Mommy you get me a drink?"
I sigh.

"I thought I was reading you a book?"
She gives me a dirty look and I know I'm in for it now.

"Mommy! I just need a drink!"
Toddlers... man... God love 'em they are insane.

So I need to read her a book while she relaxes with a drink in her hand.

Apparently my daughter is now the Queen of England.


"Okay! I Got your drink. Let's start again."
Re-latch Baby #3 to boob, re-cover us all with a blanket, re-open book and begin again.

Page 1....

"Mommy you get me a snack?"

"Wait. What? I just got you a drink."
Well now I've gone and pissed her right the fuck off. 

"Mommy! I'm hungry! My belly hurts! It's talking! I need a snack!"

 As scary as she is... I stand strong, briefly.
"No Doll, I'm not getting up again. If you're that hungry, chew your drink."


Oh for fucks sake... okay snack. Got it.

"Okay are you ready?"


"Are you sure? You got your snack you got your drink?"

"Mommmmmy! Just read!"

Okay okay geez Louise....

Let me just re-attach this now screaming baby to my nipple, open the book to Page 1...

"Mommy... I have to go potty."
You suck! You suck you suck you SUCK at being someone I can read a book to!

"Okay... ((sigh))...okay potty it is. Let's go."

Put Baby #3 in his bassinet.
Listen as he screams bloody fucking murder.
Follow Girlfran to bathroom.

She sits.
I wait.
Neither of us says anything... we just stare at each other waiting for her to do her business.

She looks me up and down.
For the love of God what is this child looking at?
She gives me a dirty look and then....
"Mommy. You get my drink?"


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