My awesome friend Alyssa, the woman helped me become a drugstore diva, is offering a giveaway of $500 to Walmart. She is one of the 11 moms at Walmart which makes her super special. Read her blog to learn more about it.
Anyways, in order to enter the running for the $500 GC to Walmart, she was asking for money saving tips for the holidays. This year, I have a new weapon in saving money. The ECB. I was able to buy Gracie a rocking horse, Tea set, chapstick, and more all with my ECBs. Her christmas is all covered by ECBs. Also, I was able to get my gift, Sonicare toothbrush ( which is so insanely awesome!!!!) with ECBs as well. God bless CVS.
Go enter her contest at
http://www.kingdomfirstmom.com/2008/12/big-giveaway-win-500-walmart-gift-card.html
But don't fret when you don't win. The GC is totally mine!!!
Happy Holidays!!!
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Saturday, November 22, 2008
She's in the Navy...
Grace discovered her first very own freckle. The curious monkey immediately asked me what it was. I informed her it was called a "freckle" and asked her to say freckle. Being the ever obedient child, she proceeded to say "fu*&er. I thought OK, she is struggling with the R's and L's. So I said " Frrrrrrreckllllllllle". Grace repeated, " fuuuuuuu$%errrrrrrr". No matter how I said it, she said the same thing. So if you see Grace and she sounds like a sailor, she is either discussing freckles or forks. She is definately not repeating anything her Mommy or Daddy could have possibly said.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
It is official!!!
OK. I know what you all are thinking. NO we are not pregnant. Good, now that is cleared.
It is official. Grace is two. Tuesday, Grace and I went shopping at CVS like we do nearly everyday. We go so often that she asks every day when we are going shopping. She loves it! She can't wait to go. Grace takes after me in SOOOO many ways. Anyways, I must redirect from that tangent. At CVS, I was checking out, yes with coupons, while Grace touched every bubble gum box in the display. I grabbed my receipt and grabbed Grace's hand to leave the store. She screamed, "I did it! I play with gum!" I thought she was making sure I understood her marvelous feat, she touched every box in two seconds. She makes these declarations often. She progressively got louder, as though she didn't hear my accolade over her own voice. I stopped at the door and made sure to make eye contact so that I knew she heard me, and did a three minute cheer on her amazing behavior. That's when it happened.....A full on tantrum!!!!
I totally misread the whole entire situation!! She was screaming to go back to the gum in anger that I dare interrupt her interests/activities for the sake of lunch or finishing our errands. How dare I?!?!? She threw herself down on the sidewalk in a rage. Yet, carefully enough to not damage her head. She was kicking a scream like a bad Will Farrell movie. I stood there completely frozen. Who is this child?!?!?! Where has my sweet little girl? I attempted to gather my bags and this child that I failed to recognize and headed for the car. The gremlin refused any instructions. She would get in the car, which she can do on her own. She refused to get in her car seat, which she can do. And then, it happened. This twilight zone moment got very, very ugly. The entire moment felt like slow motion as if I was stuck in a time warp with the Replicators. The little hand came flying towards me. Grace threw a punch at me. In that moment two emotions flooded my brain. Anger in the violation of her clocking me across the cheek. And pride in that wonderful punch. She had great form and threw her weight behind it. She is my kid. OK...the pride was just a brief emotion.
I somehow wrangle her in the car seat. I believe the Holy Spirit must have intervened. She is crying. I am still in shock. As I pull away, I explain to Grace that because of her behavior she has lost the privilege of her voice and hands. She had to sit the whole way home with her hands over her mouth as I listened to some U2. This is a big deal in that we talk, sing and dance in the car. I further explained that more consequences waited for her at home.
Thankfully, this has not happened since then. My sweet baby is back. I will have to remember to not give her water after midnight.
Blessings!!
A~
It is official. Grace is two. Tuesday, Grace and I went shopping at CVS like we do nearly everyday. We go so often that she asks every day when we are going shopping. She loves it! She can't wait to go. Grace takes after me in SOOOO many ways. Anyways, I must redirect from that tangent. At CVS, I was checking out, yes with coupons, while Grace touched every bubble gum box in the display. I grabbed my receipt and grabbed Grace's hand to leave the store. She screamed, "I did it! I play with gum!" I thought she was making sure I understood her marvelous feat, she touched every box in two seconds. She makes these declarations often. She progressively got louder, as though she didn't hear my accolade over her own voice. I stopped at the door and made sure to make eye contact so that I knew she heard me, and did a three minute cheer on her amazing behavior. That's when it happened.....A full on tantrum!!!!
I totally misread the whole entire situation!! She was screaming to go back to the gum in anger that I dare interrupt her interests/activities for the sake of lunch or finishing our errands. How dare I?!?!? She threw herself down on the sidewalk in a rage. Yet, carefully enough to not damage her head. She was kicking a scream like a bad Will Farrell movie. I stood there completely frozen. Who is this child?!?!?! Where has my sweet little girl? I attempted to gather my bags and this child that I failed to recognize and headed for the car. The gremlin refused any instructions. She would get in the car, which she can do on her own. She refused to get in her car seat, which she can do. And then, it happened. This twilight zone moment got very, very ugly. The entire moment felt like slow motion as if I was stuck in a time warp with the Replicators. The little hand came flying towards me. Grace threw a punch at me. In that moment two emotions flooded my brain. Anger in the violation of her clocking me across the cheek. And pride in that wonderful punch. She had great form and threw her weight behind it. She is my kid. OK...the pride was just a brief emotion.
I somehow wrangle her in the car seat. I believe the Holy Spirit must have intervened. She is crying. I am still in shock. As I pull away, I explain to Grace that because of her behavior she has lost the privilege of her voice and hands. She had to sit the whole way home with her hands over her mouth as I listened to some U2. This is a big deal in that we talk, sing and dance in the car. I further explained that more consequences waited for her at home.
Thankfully, this has not happened since then. My sweet baby is back. I will have to remember to not give her water after midnight.
Blessings!!
A~
Thursday, July 24, 2008
You can dance, you can jive......
Mamma Mia! was in a word AWESOME!! From the first note, I sang every word. I just loved it!! I was dancing in my seat. I heard a few snickers and laughs, mostly from David. No I am kidding. He was right there singing with me. He really let his inner gay man out. I was so proud. It was fabuuuuloussss! I can't help but think how incredibly fun it must have been to make that movie.
Dinner was great. Shocking in a word. I moaned in ectasy with every bite of my burger. I don't know why but it was simply amazing. I wanted to finish it but I just couldn't. Our coasters had jokes on them. I read the first. Oh fun! With glee, I picked up the next and the next! How disappointing to find all our coasters had the same joke. When our server came back, I requested more coasters but they had to have different jokes on them. All the ones in her pocket had the same joke. Urg! So I sent her searching. She came back with a few coasters. SCORE! A couple of minutes of humor at aleast. All the coasters she gave me had the same joke on them, though different than the one on our table originally. Disappointment again! This is what it must be like to be an Olympian, oh the agony of defeat. ;)
Nothing else exciting on this front. Oh except for poop. Don't you just hate it when you grab your child and place her on your lap and you get that something extra special? Of course I was heading out the door to visit a friend and I feel it. Watery poop all over my leg. Lib wanted me to carry her but I wasn't going to get that stuff all over my arm, my skin!!! I don't know what Mee maw and Paw Paw fed her last night but it came out whole today. It was like a diaper stew! I hear a song coming on:
Never a dull moment!
Until later!
Dinner was great. Shocking in a word. I moaned in ectasy with every bite of my burger. I don't know why but it was simply amazing. I wanted to finish it but I just couldn't. Our coasters had jokes on them. I read the first. Oh fun! With glee, I picked up the next and the next! How disappointing to find all our coasters had the same joke. When our server came back, I requested more coasters but they had to have different jokes on them. All the ones in her pocket had the same joke. Urg! So I sent her searching. She came back with a few coasters. SCORE! A couple of minutes of humor at aleast. All the coasters she gave me had the same joke on them, though different than the one on our table originally. Disappointment again! This is what it must be like to be an Olympian, oh the agony of defeat. ;)
Nothing else exciting on this front. Oh except for poop. Don't you just hate it when you grab your child and place her on your lap and you get that something extra special? Of course I was heading out the door to visit a friend and I feel it. Watery poop all over my leg. Lib wanted me to carry her but I wasn't going to get that stuff all over my arm, my skin!!! I don't know what Mee maw and Paw Paw fed her last night but it came out whole today. It was like a diaper stew! I hear a song coming on:
You feel it now
Not 1 but # 2
Sloshing all around
It is diaper stew!
Your butt is weighing heavy
Grab your fork and your spoon
Yuck! Please no!
It is nasty diaper stew.
Never a dull moment!
Until later!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
WOW!! My first post.
I have been long encouraged to start a blog by friends, but felt who would want to read my blog. Really I am nothing special. Who cares about what I say? But I decided to do it even if just to document our simple lives. Maybe someday sweet Grace would find this interesting or a good cure for insomnia. I just hope it doesn't thoroughly embarass her. Oops too late. She has me for a mom.
What do I have to say today? I can't wait to see Mama Mia! tonight. I have been secretly pretending to be a member of ABBA in my car for weeks now. I have gotten some strange looks ftom my fellow drivers. I think it might be the shoes. Or it could be the wig and metalic shoulder pad laden jumpsuit. Who knows? I am also looking forward to eating a french fry at Red Robin. I have had a french fry in almost 2 weeks. My butt thanks me. However, my taste buds are slowly dying. Of course there is that hanging with friends and having a date with my husband without sweet Grace that should be great too. :)
Until later.
What do I have to say today? I can't wait to see Mama Mia! tonight. I have been secretly pretending to be a member of ABBA in my car for weeks now. I have gotten some strange looks ftom my fellow drivers. I think it might be the shoes. Or it could be the wig and metalic shoulder pad laden jumpsuit. Who knows? I am also looking forward to eating a french fry at Red Robin. I have had a french fry in almost 2 weeks. My butt thanks me. However, my taste buds are slowly dying. Of course there is that hanging with friends and having a date with my husband without sweet Grace that should be great too. :)
Until later.
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