Libby and Naptime = Trouble

So, I laid Libby down for her daily nap. I walked in about an hour later and discovered what really goes on when you put kids down for a nap.

I thought someone had broke in, until I discovered all the clothes that were thrown out of the drawers were all still there.

I guess Libby must have worn herself out opening every drawer and throwing clothes out, as she didn't even move off them to go to sleep.

You Can Never Stay Mad at Your Child

The other day I tried to get my son, Lake, to take a nap. He was so tired but would not sleep. I finally put him in his room and closed the door. I heard clanking for about 25 minutes then it was totally silent. I went into check on him (thinking he had fallen asleep) and there he was with his shirt on, no pants, and his snow boots on the wrong feet. I have no idea where he got those snow boots or how he got them on. They are from last year and a size too small.
Right when I opened the door he said, "Hi Mamma". It totally made me laugh and realize that these are the moments that make being a Mom so awesome.

2009 Resolutions

I was talking to the awesome guy I date and told him my New Year's Resolution for 2009 was to work on my 2008 resolutions. My New Year's 2008 resolution was to work on my 2007 resolutions. My New Year's 2007 resolution was to work on my 2006 resolutions. My 2006 resolution was to work on my 2005 resolutions. I think you get the idea of how this works.

Actually, my overall goal is to enjoy 2009. I really just want to be a good mom, be healthy (I have had the flu 3 times this past year), and cherish all the wonderful moments because they seem to go by so quickly.

I am posting a few recent pictures of the kids and myself over this holiday season. I am glad the holidays are over, but they were much better than I had anticipated.

The Biggest Loser

I just wanted to tell everyone what being the biggest loser feels like. It's sitting in front of your TV watching the show, "The Biggest Loser" while eating a huge bag of animal crackers with frosting. Why is it that every time I watch that show I feel the need to eat chocolate, nachos, spare ribs, little smokies, chicken wings, cookies, etc.? I swear it's that Bob and Jillian. They make those people work out so hard that I get hungry just watching them sweat.

Just in case you don't know who they are, I am posting a picture. I'm pretty sure Jillian was about to jump through the TV and personally pull the animal crackers from my fist tonight.

Next week I am going to put saw dust all over my floor. Then, I am going to order the greasiest fried chicken I can find. Once I finish with the bones, I will just chuck them on the saw dust floor. To top it off, I will get a bowl of peanuts with the shells and throw them on the ground as well.

Bob and Jillian -- You're definitely invited!