We Give Thanks....

for snow on Thanksgiving. Ok not really. That SUCKS.

For towel heads. :) 

For cousin time.

For daddy time. 

And for giving a helping hand.

I hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving. I haven't quit eating since Wednesday night! 

A Year Later

And she still treats him like he's a tiny baby. The identical twin girls will be here SOON  and Little Bit will get to spend an entire week in PA while we are in Mexico. Our Sophie B. will be in her glory. I have a feeling that if the girl could change a diaper, Amy wouldn't have to lift a finger the entire week! 

Sometimes....

I think he'd rather play the odds at Michael Vick's house.

 Yeah, that's tape. Scotch tape. Happy Turkey Day!!!

Always crackin' us up

So the new thing around here is to do "stunts." Acrobatic/Cirque du Soleil/cheerleader stunts. I think she must have seen some cheerleaders on TV while Steven was watching football. No matter, something ignited a spark in the randomness that is her brain. So you'll occasionally walk in our house and see a lot of this: (please excuse my computer generated cheerleaders here.) 

Or this:

How she manages to keep her legs straight is beyond me. The girl can balance like no body's business.  But anywho, my favorite "stunt" thus far has to be the "foot seat" (that's about the only name I could think of for this one.) And you can see why.

Lovin' Me Some Edward

So I joined thousands upon thousands of people (probably the majority of which was 14 year old girls) over the weekend to catch a peek at Twilight. I would say "holy crap" but since the Sophie police has banned that word, I'll stick with an old fashion, "Oh my god!" Sure it wasn't as good as the book. When in the history of cinematography has a movie ever been better than the book? But it was pretty darn fantastic. Even the soundtrack was perfect! I'm glad I have Janice to share my obsession with!  I have a serious crush on a certain 22 year old. I wonder if he would be interested in an older woman? 

I know I've said it before, but if you haven't jumped on the band wagon yet, then there is a void in your life. HA! And here I thought that it didn't get any better than the Harry Potter series. Ol' Harry has a serious flaw. He's missing the hotness factor. 

And here's what I'm getting for Xmas. FedEx is delivering him straight from London. 

Look who made the list!

This is soooo cute!

The List

Photos don't always tell the whole story.

By looking at these pics one would think that Little Bit is highly concerned with her dental hygiene. 

Wrong. As bed time nears, Miss. Sophia B. Carr is the queen of stalling. This is the girl who hated to brush her teeth. I've literally sat on her so I could brush her choppers.  Now it is THE most important part of the day and a process that takes a loooong time. She's just growing up waaaay too fast. 

Santa Baby

Yes it's only November 18th. Yes I already have my tree up. Yes it is too early to talk to the man. But when your two year old says she has the nerve to talk to Santa you have to listen. There weren't a lot of kids in line so off we went to talk to the man. Now the entire time we were standing in line debating on whether or not to pay the $12 minimum for a picture I kept saying "it's not gonna matter, she'll chicken out." Then when we found out that the computer was on the fritz but we could still sit on his lap and take pics of our own (of course i didn't have my camera), I kept saying "it doesn't matter, she's not gonna do it." Wrong. Just  goes to prove that my daughter's goal in life is to prove mama wrong. Here's the evidence to prove it. Granted she was a little only the shy side, but she did it! And told him that she wanted "Dora toys." Our mall Santa ROCKS, real beard and all!  

GUARANTEE you that if we take her back in a few weeks, she'll stand at the gates of hell before she sets on his lap for an actual picture. Then again, she might life to prove me wrong.  I wish that stupid You Tube wouldn't make my videos so blurry. Grrrr. 

Thirty Two Moths

Sophia Carr, 

Holy crap. That's what the title of this post should be because this past month those two words, have been your favorite  two words in  the whole wide world. "HOLY CRAP, Max and Ruby is on!" Or "Holy Crap, my hands are dirty." Or just "holy crap" for the sake of saying "holy crap." 

I guess I can go ahead and add your second favorite phrase o'the month while I'm at it. And that would be "And what do you think you're doing?" Doesn't matter what we are doing. Eating breakfast, brushing our teeth, taking a poop, it's like we are being questioned by the Gestapo. I'm gonna take a stab in the dark and say that you hear adults asking you that question A LOT. And 9 times out of 10 you are doing something you aren't suppose to be doing. 

You no longer like your  nice comfy, pillow top, big girl bed. PERIOD. It's nothing for us to find you laying on the floor, laying on the couch, or laying in the floor of our extra bedroom. And if we ask you why all we get is, "I don't like it." Reminds of of that scene in Cast Away when Tom Hanks finally makes it home and he'd rather sleep on the floor instead of a bed. Nutty kid!  

This was also the month that you scared the living daylights out of me. Daddy and I were busy cleaning the garage with the garage door open (mistake numero uno). I turn my back and step inside the house for a nano second and all of the sudden hear Oscar the Boxer barking his head off. I immediately knew that I had royally screwed up. I run outside and there you are are. In the middle of the road down past our neighbor's house, on your tricycle, no pants on, staring down a Chevy Suburban.  No fear on your face. Instead, from what I could tell with tears in my eyes, you appeared to be starring down the driver like you wanted to shout, MOVE IT. Holy crap, talk about giving me a heart attack!

For the rest of the day I couldn't help but think about "what if." What if that Suburban would have ran over you like a speed bump? What if some one would have kidnapped you in the nano second that I turned my back (however, i'm quite positive that they would have returned you by the time they made it out of the hood)? I'm positive that  a part of me would disappear too. You, in all of your two year old craziness mean more to me than any thing in this world. And I wouldn't have it any other way!

Love Mama. 

A New Tradition

Have any of you heard of the "Elf on the Shelf?" He's a scout elf for Santa. Basically, he helps Santa find out if  kids are being naughty or nice. Every night he reports back to the North Pole and tells Santa what's been going down in your house. The next morning the elf is hiding in a different spot! Oh and there's a rule. Children aren't allowed to touch him or his magic wears off. Doesn't that sound fun! Our elf will be arriving soon! I'm thinking that this year we'll wait until a few weeks before Christmas before we pull him out, any longer and I'm afraid that  the "coolness" of him may wear off on a certain little two year old. 

10 on Tuesday

1. I have the day off! Yippie!!! One of the many advantages of working for government. The month of November ROCKS. Poor Steven who is a Vet had to work today. As he headed out the door this morning he said "your welcome." I promptly rolled over and went back to sleep.

2. Our house is officially FOR SALE. If you know of anyone wanting to purchase a lovely home in the Winfield area send 'em my way. How I'm going to keep my house clean and ready for potential showings is beyond me.

3. Tis the season! Since this is the first Christmas that Little Bit actually "gets," I'm making it my mission to really get into the Christmas spirit this year. We've already watched the old school Rudolph movie.

4. In a month, Steven and I will be heading to Mexico! Actually, we were going to cancel our trip since we are trying to sell our casa. BUT even with buying trip insurance, we can't cancel unless someone is sick or dies. C'est la vie. I guess I'll be forced to board a plane and fly to a tropical paradise with no kids and all the margaritas I care to drink.

5. In a month we'll hopefully be meeting Sophie's first girl cousins!!! She's totally perplexed that there are 2 coming at once. 

6. Little Bit asks to go trick-or-treating every other day. Poor kid doesn't get that it's a once a year thing.

7. I have a weakness. And that weakness is the Baby Gap. So ol' girl will be wearing this ensemble for her Xmas play and pictures. I like that is says "party dress." It is Jesus' birthday after all so why not wear a party dress! I'm calling it now that Sophie will want to buy him a cake. And I'm just crazy enough to buy one b/c I love cake. Think the peeps at the Walmart would find it crazy if I asked for a "Happy Birthday Jesus" cake?

8. Oh, this is big. I'm gonna be a God Mother. Yep, crazy huh? The pool of candidates,  as with this past election, must have been pretty shallow. HA! Just kidding. But the lucky kid is little Jackson! My friend Andrea said that she'd have to bow and kiss my ring the next time she seems me. Right on sister!

9. Although I wasn't a supporter, it is pretty cute to hear Little Bit scream "OBAMA" when you ask her who the president is. Lord if he gets his girls a puppy to take to the white house my GOP heart just might crack and grow like the Grinch.

10. Did I mention that I have the day off? I'm off to watch the Food Network!

And here's one snapped by Daddy-o (he kills me with that flash!). I haven't taken any pics since Halloween. 

Fort Sophie

When mama is away Little Bit and daddy-o have some serious fun. Namely, fortress making takes place. And it's not a fort, or a tent, or a den, it's a "fortress." Period. 

On a side note, Sophie B. was sicker than a d-o-double g on Thursday night. She came into our room around midnight to tell us that she was sick but before she could get the words out, she hurled all over Steven. Nice. And she kept hurling until late afternoon on Friday! It made for a LONG day. Turns out that 4 other kids and a teacher had the same virus. I'm hoping that they bleached and boiled the entire classroom!  

Pile o'fun

How Steven managed to rake up the leaves and not rake up ten tons of dog poop along with them is beyond me.  Then again, maybe Sophie B is in fact jumping into a big pile of poop infested leaves. Well if she did, she didn't seem to mind! 

And Steven just informed me that all dog deposits were scooped up prior to the raking of the leaves. 

TRICK OR TREATIN'

**Trying this again! I had it set to private, oops!

GiGi took a little video before we headed out to trick-or-treat. It's obvious in this video that Little Bit is beyond excited and to say that she's on the loud side is to say that the Pope is Catholic. You'll see what I mean!

And please ignore the lovely video skill of GiGi Speilberg at the end, "good lord."