Why is it so hard to get a family picture?
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Last Insta Friday of 2011
Buckle your seat belts folks...
because our post Christmas recovery has been really exciting.
I mean brace yourself.
This is some crazy stuff...
edge of your seats, take your breath away insta content here.
![life rearranged](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_sKTc-lgpg2BsM9fXadOEFVlrq1zCu58WEZGZob_9CWjpViVO9mtKh3M4ZhbCRXeNbGWZV8-pT6_L2Yd27y_rNN8SdZKrl2M058q2tUYrup11m3feU0RH2JA4k8hvUj2odjwNEbwst_iU-HkLU=s0-d)
I went through all the toys in the basement...
and filtered out toys the kids haven't touched in months.
Does it get any more colossal than that?!
You need to know these things about my life.
Keep reading.
It was a covert mission.
I'm not kidding.
We waited till the kids were asleep
then loaded the boxes into the back of Andy's car in the dark for an unannounced late night
Good Will drop off.
Because
AJ would freak out...
dramatically declare his devout love for,
weep excessively over,
and desperately beg to
keep.every.stupid.little.toy.in.those.boxes.
And I just don't do well with
unnecessary dramatic flare.
So without further ado...
because our post Christmas recovery has been really exciting.
I mean brace yourself.
This is some crazy stuff...
edge of your seats, take your breath away insta content here.
I went through all the toys in the basement...
and filtered out toys the kids haven't touched in months.
Does it get any more colossal than that?!
You need to know these things about my life.
Keep reading.
It was a covert mission.
I'm not kidding.
We waited till the kids were asleep
then loaded the boxes into the back of Andy's car in the dark for an unannounced late night
Good Will drop off.
Because
AJ would freak out...
dramatically declare his devout love for,
weep excessively over,
and desperately beg to
keep.every.stupid.little.toy.in.those.boxes.
And I just don't do well with
unnecessary dramatic flare.
So without further ado...
here is the play room after the big toy overhaul.
They still have a lot of crap if you ask me.
They still have a lot of crap if you ask me.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-G3K7bNJmvLXns3GrLIJ0a-knkEyQcNV1c8TT6ow7uFVc8mlYcvYStSk0UHDD-59o-_EFboPEUpp8MjeMmBkeZ8sHugROygTJzX6FRXPVO1-bouH8KXns5go6r0LdnK66ORplV8IqWMM/s320/insta2.jpg)
so the huge dinosaur of a high chair came up from the basement
during my eliminate excessive toy rampage.
Man, that's a cute lil' fella in that monster of a high chair if I do say so myself.
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and I have to say the space shuttle is the coolest set yet.
And I know I kinda made fun of the little grown man that works at the Lego store...
because he is an adult obsessed with little plastic toys,
but I think I kinda get the Lego obsession now...just a little bit.
Okay, so...
don't be surprised if you see me working at the Lego store part time on the weekends one day soon.
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I know the bug eyes are a little distracting at first, but look again...
it's there.
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Can I get an Amen from all the moms out there?
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The Hunger Games last night.
It's hard for me to buy a 99 cent bag of m&m's without a coupon, but
all bets are off when it comes to Godiva's fine, gourmet chocolate indulgences.
Posted by Chance at 4:06 PM 1 comments
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Insta Christmasgram
Hello!
Between 3 kids and Christmas,
I lost my groove.
There is no routine.
No order.
Just a whole lot of the Christmas aftermath going on around here.
AJ was gifted with an Angry Birds hat, a couple stuffed Angry Birds and t-shirt that says,
"I'm the bomb."
As if the child needed a bigger head.
He now announces loudly everywhere we go, "I'm the bomb!"...
or just oinks at random strangers.
Thanks Aunt Missy, Uncle Wayne, and Taylor
for making our lives that much more exciting.
AJ l.o.v.e.s. you.
Between 3 kids and Christmas,
I lost my groove.
There is no routine.
No order.
Just a whole lot of the Christmas aftermath going on around here.
AJ was gifted with an Angry Birds hat, a couple stuffed Angry Birds and t-shirt that says,
"I'm the bomb."
As if the child needed a bigger head.
He now announces loudly everywhere we go, "I'm the bomb!"...
or just oinks at random strangers.
Thanks Aunt Missy, Uncle Wayne, and Taylor
for making our lives that much more exciting.
AJ l.o.v.e.s. you.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCaFcqpugUCg69-xJTv05Cu4zAfI0hAhgn8hM4EVtQ_n9-8vtelh1pBx7m2oIg664hhM49-C3X0vvLVEFjBWE3bsaGQ7uMOd_JJ0Cq0nP2RZmdTVwtcbiX4wXeoHr1Sqxtt8PvjruiBQI/s320/insta1.jpg)
about a million times over the last week.
Thank you Mother Nature.
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Because how often can you get away with that hat other than Christmas time?
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Thank you Nana Ann.
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the list goes on and on for this spoiled rotten chick...
BUT my favorite gift this year is Brody's binkie from "Uncle Map".
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Good times.
Now if anyone wants to swing by and pack up my Christmas decorations,
I'm taking names.
I pay in Dr. Pepper, Twizzlers, and chocolate.
Posted by Chance at 1:32 PM 1 comments
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
A Donkey And A Mouse
Posted by Chance at 4:00 AM 0 comments
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Insta Getting Ready for Christmas Monday
Yeah...Insta Friday was not happening...or
Insta Saturday...or Insta Sunday either.
I am running around like a freakin' chicken with its head cut off trying to get ready
for Christmas.
And then
AJ told me yesterday that we needed decorations for Jesus' birthday...and a cake...and balloons.
I tried explaining that the lights on the house, the Christmas tree, the stockings...
all of these were the decorations.
He said, "No. We need more."
I said, "I think it's nap time. Go away."
Punk.
We have been wrapping gifts, eating Christmas cookies from neighbors, and reading lots of Christmas books around these parts.
Insta Saturday...or Insta Sunday either.
I am running around like a freakin' chicken with its head cut off trying to get ready
for Christmas.
And then
AJ told me yesterday that we needed decorations for Jesus' birthday...and a cake...and balloons.
I tried explaining that the lights on the house, the Christmas tree, the stockings...
all of these were the decorations.
He said, "No. We need more."
I said, "I think it's nap time. Go away."
Punk.
We have been wrapping gifts, eating Christmas cookies from neighbors, and reading lots of Christmas books around these parts.
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We are warming up for our next quilting project...& you know what that means.
I get to buy more fabulous fabric!
Although, I still need to finish my last project.
Crap.
Anyway, here are my two fat quarters for the fabric exchange. I secretly wanted to pick my own gift and keep my fabric, but I guess that is against the rules.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjndayrDiMhoMnb3srWUv5dkyV1y4BucdMdPJR7TG7OgOAIRdZvMjU8NPIu4QNKNItspCA20_ffCjFZEMiu2UEFHN8ruS0yy-oaCdkC1LMWQB9nlyUjtbvWlb_Ia-YteATn3WzwJYsD8s4/s320/insta2.jpg)
But he's about to really get into some trouble.
I need a winning entry before midnight on the 20th to take the Inappropriate Elf Contest.
Send me your best ideas. Fast people. I don't have much time left.
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I love her.
Seriously.love.her.
She got me this rad BFF necklace charm.
Because all BFF's need a BFF necklace...even if you are in your 30's.
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Dude, if you don't have yourself a girl, you need to get one.
They are fun.
Sassy, but fun.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVET8rN2pOZrQVAt3s76mNvFt-1hSt52lIY7rlyCbYOVFm28fZBvHUxO3sQzx1rBW8XbCFRYAai1sE8REzA-za7HWjxbwnmjff_uO0zNhUAL74U-ALowZaETl3xGhHHBhqT6LsM6GV7aA/s320/insta8.jpg)
(after he got the reflux meds that is...thank you Jesus, Mary and Joseph.)
I could just converse with him all day.
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6 more!
Who needs sleep?
I mean really?!
Sleep is for wimps.
Sissies.
Light weights.
Ha!
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Cherry coke from Sonic.
It's like crack in a straw, with crushed ice, in a nifty styrofoam cup.
With a real cherry!
It can make you forget all you have to get done in 6 days.
6 days!
I need to get off this computer!
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Just in time for it to make it to California before Christmas.
Whew.
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I love them.
Good people, I tell ya.
Good people.
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I tried to get AJ to wait until Christmas for us to open them, but he wasn't having it.
I love kid art.
Check out Girlfriend's stink face. It's her favorite expression.
I think it's awesome that it will forever be preserved on her preschool angel.
Posted by Chance at 9:34 AM 2 comments
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