It's Giveaway time over at Trish's Blog. Jump over for some Bloggy Bling (to YOU) and a giveaway. I really am showing up in this in a future post.
I also received the cutest Blog Award yet. Thank you to OhMommy at Classy Chaos in a big puffy heart kind of way for this. OhMommy is not only classy, but writes with wit, warmth, and charm. That woman is good. I bet she even vacuums in high heels. Damn her.
It's so fun being a giver, and now I pass this along to Amy who is all about family, photos, kindness, and real puffy heart sweetness, not the sweet n' low kind either. The real deal.
Laskigal is one of those blogger friends you know you could just invite yourself over last minute, open the fridge, grab a snack, plop and the couch for some good conversation. She'd welcome you, I know she would. You might have to side-step some of Baby J's toys, but that's what makes her a puffy heart kind of girl.
And Lindsey is the kind of sweet that gives you a sweet tooth. You just keep heading back for more. More sweet Mommy, more sweet little girls, more sweet pre-school talk, sweet teacher talk, sweet idea talk. My teeth are aching just thinking of her puffy heart kind of sweetness.
Really, I puffy heart you all. Really, I do. YOU.
Speaking of all that sweet talk, check out what a bad Mommy I am. Do you know what this is?
This is a picture of my son, getting laughing gas, to fix his CAVITY. He's 3. Ugh.
Here's the thing. This was too easy. Like easier than dragging two munchkins through a grocery store for sure.
He was great. She was great. We were all great. Piece of cake. Well, maybe um ... piece of something more dentally appropriate, like an apple.
See. Easy. Never mind that he's still high.
So then, we get home and I found this scene in their bathroom. We have two children, but SEVEN toothbrushes, and three tubes of toothpaste. No kidding. You may think I staged this photo. Nah. I would have wiped the smudges first at least. So I guess the cavity did make a bit of an impression after all.
