My Changed Life

My blog has been neglected for years. It looks so pitiful. It's time for an update. I will be working on moving it and updating the look slowly, but surely. So much has changed. Hubs and I are thinking about moving this year. Big Brother and Baby Jaws are almost as tall as I am now. We are homeschoolers now, which we love! I'm still selling on eBay and have a store now, which I love! I also just started taking/selling Plexus in December. This is why I wanted to title this post "My Changed Life".

Plexus has seriously changed my life. I know, you've probably heard that from numerous friends that take it themselves. It really has changed me. I started taking it on December 10, 2016. I wanted to try it to lose weight. To date, I have lost 13 lbs. without even trying. What I didn't expect with Plexus was a complete 180 with my mood. I'm much more balanced. I don't get upset or irritated so easily. I feel so much healthier and am making healthier choices with my food. I'm happier and I'm thankful for that. My family is thankful for that. It has brought so much balance. If I don't lose one more pound on Plexus, I will continue to use it just for the balance it has brought to my life.

If you've never tried it or have been on the fence about it, I urge you to just give it a chance. I was skeptical for almost a year before I finally gave in and tried it. The only regret I have is not starting sooner. If you want to learn more about any of the products, please visit my Plexus website. If you have any questions, please ask. If you are looking for a healthy change in your life, this could be exactly what you're looking for.

Snotty Kids

Big Brother woke up in the middle of the night last night crying that his ear hurt. He was up a lot even after I poured some Tylenol into him. So this morning, he stayed home from school and I called the medical clinic in our town. It's closer and usually quicker than our pediatrician for little ailments.

I HATE going there, not because of the doctor by any means. He's always been great. I hate the waiting room. It is so small and always filled with sick people. Go figure. But there are never normally sick people when I go. It always seems to be filled with people hacking up a lung or choking on a dog bone. I don't know which. And then there are the snotty kids. Not snotty as in attitude. Snotty as in snot running the 3 inches from their nose to the bottom of their chin.

What irks me the most is when the little Snot Balls come over to check out my boys, completely all up in their personal space trying to grab the toys they've brought along to keep themselves entertained. And the little Snot Ball's mom always thinks it's so cute. Yeah, my kid is sick but not as sick as yours. And whatever your little Snot Ball has, I really don't need it in my house. I'm not a germaphobe at all. I do plenty of disgusting things I probably shouldn't, as do my boys. But use a little common sense. It's not cute for your little snot nosed, germ infested, barking like my German Shepherd kid to be spreading their love germs in a doctor's office like that.

And get well soon my little double ear infected boy!

Snow Day

What A Nativity

Our Christmas program at church was last night. My little wise man said his line so well. I was so proud of him. My little sheep, on the other hand, could have used a shepherd. He wouldn't stay on the stage until I bribed him. I told him if he'd go back up on stage and sit down that I'd give him a Kit Kat. As soon as Kit Kat came out of my mouth, he jumped off my lap, walked up on stage and sat for the rest of the program. He held up his end of the bargain so I guess I owe him one.

Super Nanny

Super Nanny came on last night and the boys pulled up a chair. I was cracking up. They were in a trance watching the little fit throwing boy on tv.

Only In Our House

Christmas Time Is Here

Thanksgiving & First Snow

We were so excited to see snow on Thanksgiving. It wasn't a lot, but enough to excite the boys. We are definitely ready for winter.

Happy Halloween

My Fortune

We went out for my favorite Chinese tonight and this was in my fortune cookie. I could not believe it!
I posted it on my Facebook because it was just too funny. But I think my sister-in-law got it right when she commented, "Do you think it could be a hillbilly fortune...you know..search yer backyard fer the mower I barried last week. That kind of treasure?"

Pumpkin Patch

Big Brother went on his first kindergarten field

trip today to the Pumpkin Patch.

Baby Jaws came along for the fun.

The pumpkin patch.

These were the most mellow calves I've ever seen,
even with all the kids climbing all over to pet them.

The train ride was a favorite.

Best buds.

Pooh

Baby Jaws has been sharing his sippy cup with Pooh.
He has been helping Pooh go potty after he drinks too.
He also helps Pooh puke in the potty. You're lucky I don't have a picture of that one...yet.

Of Moons and Boobs

We had spaghetti for dinner tonight. I always make the boys put on their spaghetti-eating-shirts when we have it so that they don't stain their good shirts. Since Baby Jaws has been on a naked kick ("nay-nay" as he says) and runs around in nothing but a Pull-Up all day, Big Brother decided he would eat in nothing but his underwear. So we were eating dinner when I looked over and saw Big Brother's bare butt in the chair. He pulled his underwear up pretty quickly when I told him I was on my way to spank his little moon.

Later, Big Brother was taking a bath and I was helping him wash his hair. He reached down and touched his nipple, laughed and said, "I just touched my boob!"

I said, "Well, it's ok if you touch your boob."

I know for a fact that it was his Daddy's genes shining through when he said, "You have big ones!"

I laughed so hard that I could not breathe, then told Hubs that Big Brother was definitely his child.

Squeaky Clean

I just found a ball in the washing machine. I'm just glad it wasn't a diaper this time.

What Did You Do At School Today

Big Brother came running off the school bus again today with a big smile on his face. This has been a daily occurrence since the first day of school. Everyday I ask him what he did at school that day. Though he's only in kindergarten, most days I already get the standard, "I don't know."

But today he was very excited to tell me, "I pooped at school and wiped my own butt!"

I laughed and joked, "Did you stink it up?"

He laughed and said, "Yeah, it was a big turd." Then in a more serious voice, "But I didn't say that at school."

Kindergarten

Today was Big Brother's first day of kindergarten. He met his teacher Monday night and got to visit his classroom. So this morning, he was excited and ready to go. I, on the other hand, was not so ready. Don't get me wrong, I am excited for him and am so glad he loves school, but it makes me sad how fast he is growing up right before my eyes. It seems like only yesterday he was just learning to walk.

I packed his lunch, set out his backpack and rest mat and he was off. I took pictures of him before we left school, on the way to school and even more when we got there. When we got to his classroom, I took a picture of him with his teacher and he was pretty much done. He was ready to get to work. He walked to his table, sat down and started coloring the picture at his seat. I took a few more pictures and finally let him be the big boy that he now is. He was ready for me to leave so he could do his own thing. I was happy as I left seeing how happy he was. I thought to myself, I'm not going to cry this time. But by the time I got to the truck, I was crying because my little boy isn't so little anymore. When did he get big enough to go to kindergarten?

I just knew he would have a fun day. He had been looking forward to riding the school bus home and was all smiles as he stepped off. He loves kindergarten and I love my kindergartener.

"Day by day, nothing seems to change. But pretty soon, everything is different."
-Bill Watterson

I Don't Want to Know

I found a spoon in Baby Jaw's potty. Like I said, I don't want to know.

Happy Birthday Big Brother

My baby turned 5 today. I can't believe this little guy is growing so fast. He had his special day planned out for us from the moment he woke up.

Dinosaur pancakes with birthday candles.

He had opened all of his presents before breakfast except for one. He walked outside and yelled, "My 4 wheeler!" and took off.

He even took Baby Jaws for a ride.

He had his standing birthday lunch at Chik-Fil-A.


Eat More Chikin!
Dinner was his favorite: Texas Roadhouse. He loves it for no other reason than he thinks it's cool that he can throw peanut shells on the floor.

He wanted to sit in the birthday saddle, but didn't want them singing to him.

He ended the day at church sharing his dinosaur cupcakes with all of his buddies. All in all, he had a fun 5th birthday!

Laundry Success

I found half of a granola bar in Baby Jaw's PJ shorts. I'm just thankful I caught it before it went into the washing machine, although as I've said before, I've washed worse.

Mommy Brain

I had a severe case of Mommy Brain this morning as I was making a bowl of cereal of all things. Big Brother and Baby Jaws both wanted Cheerios. I had filled their bowls, set them on the table and went back to the fridge to retrieve the milk.

I walked back to the table, took the top off the milk, heard Little Miss Happy Go Lucky yell, "TEA!" and thought, what a strange child.

Then I noticed it. I was pouring brown liquid into Big Brother's Cheerios. The look on his face was nothing short of sheer terror. It's as if he actually believed I was going to make him eat the tea covered O's.

He was relieved when I told him I'd dump it and make him another bowl with actual milk.