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It’s mind boggling that my boy can go from this
to this in two short years.
Happy birthday to my fluffy, white redhead. Thank you for being so precious.
Oh, and please forgive me for taking you home from the hospital with an Integris shirt and no pants. It’s not my fault. I didn’t get a heads up.
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New SB products! Take a look at what I’ve been up to lately.
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It truly seems like yesterday we were doing this.
And now, it’s already time for this.
Mercy.
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It’s been a while….I know, I know. To sum it up, I am extremely excited about our recent news, but I seem to be spending my days trying to keep my spirits up and food down at the same time. Isn’t it weird how you forget what a constant state of nausea is until you’re in it? I keep reminding myself that there is something so unbelievably lovely and perfect that will come out of all this. I know it is totally worth it! Okay, enough about barf…on to clothes. Not barf on clothes. Nevermind.
Wouldn’t you know it, right before I found out I was with child, I stumbled across some UH-mazing clothing deals. And, if you know me, you know I am Cheapy Cheaperson when it comes to clothes shopping. So needless to say I was PUMPED to find some classic pieces for the summer and fall that really tripped my trigger.
However, It just dawned on me that due to the Oklahoma heat and a future big ol’ belly, I may or may not be sporting these pieces any time soon. So, I thought I must share them with you while I can. Oh, and I wasn’t trying to go all patriotic, it just happened that way.
Classic staples, don’t ya think?
Oh man. I love these little guys. Aren’t they cute? I’m sure they can’t wait for my puff-a-lump preggo pastry feet to force their way in this fall. Kidding, guys. I wouldn’t do that to you. I promise I’ll retire you before the Salt and Vinegar chips start leaving their nasty effects. I promise. -
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These days Wylie has really taken a liking to the catchy hits of Gwen Stefani.
This song especially tugs on his heart strings….and mine.
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We are the Smiths. We live together, eat together,
and apparently we now jump together.
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And now, I give you four things that the first day of June means to me:
1. Muscle May is officially over. Complete. Finito. Doners. And the best part? I didn’t kill Jbird.
I love him, I really do, but the whole husband/trainer thing has never worked in the past. So luckily, the result of the workout leaned more toward a bit more muscle tone instead of divorce. Just saying.
(Okay, to tell you the truth, I officially failed on the eating healthy part of the regimen. So, for the month of June, my focus will be more on healthy food choices and cardio. Not that this gives you the right to eyeball my plate at any particular parties/barbecues that we may happen to attend together.)
2. My son will turn two next month. Two!!!! And yes, I know that I shouldn’t be so proud of this accomplishment, but let me tell you I was beaming when he looked up at me the other day, patted his diaper, and said the three most beautiful words, “Mama, poo poo.” I seriously had a small tear in my right eye.
Okay, so what if some of his buddies are spelling their names and requesting specific food items in full sentences? He can verbally inform me of his bathroom needs, and has already done so twice…even if the damage was already done in the Luvs size 4,...and then later in the bathtub…
Did I mention that he’s an excellent jumper?
3. Hopefully, I won’t ever have to see this ever again. Or at least until May 2011.
Oh, Mustache May, how I want to punch you in the upper lip area.
4. And last, but not least, I have already officially busted out the “momsuit.” You know, the slimsuit that does indeed slim some areas, but in the meantime pushes everthing that’s leftover to the outskirts of the suit, leaving those parts looking mostly not slim.
Happy June, ya’ll.
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My very first nephew, Jordan, just finished up his very last year of high school. Sniff. I’ll never forget the day he was born. Even though he entered this world sporting the world’s most prominent cone head, I thought he was the most beautiful thing ever.
By the time he turned one, he was quoting Rod Roddy from The Price is Right. He was the sweetest baldy this side of the Washita River.
Then he turned ten.
Kidding. Now, he has blossomed into an wonderful man with amazing character, quirky sense of humor, and sought-after confidence. I tell ya, this boy’s going places.
Congratulations to my sweet nephew and pal.
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