I *HEART* Family!

Mom, Dad, Tatum, and Chase

Gran's 4 Kids

Gran's Legacy

Behind the Scenes

The "V"

Taterbug

Chasey Bear

Uncle Anthony & Uncle Brandon

Dad and his Boys

Say "Monkey"

The Whole "Fam Damily"

Kisses

Family

Twins Squared

My handsome twin brothers are in town from Colorado to celebrate my Dad's birthday.  Our family has always been a bit silly, but as years go by, and distance separates us, it makes get-togethers all the more silly. 

Uncle Brandon 

Uncle Anthony "Uncle Ant"

Little twins wearing Big twins gear

Big shoes to fill

Whoa!

Family Feet

Uncle Ant and Tay

Dad, just like I remember him .... all cozy on the couch.  

Family in town is always a good excuse to post lots of pictures, and not really say much.  

Today is officially "Picture Day."  And if you know my Mom, you know you'd better smile and pretend we're not a crazy family.  So I'd better go iron some outfits and get my smile on....

Say Hello To My Little Friend

So I woke up to a gorgeous mess compliments of my dog.  I'll spare you the details... Let's just say, I dropped the kids off at pre-school and raced to Target as fast as I could before the nastiness had a chance to settle into every fiber of the carpet.  

THIS is my new BFF:  The Spot Bot.  I'm hooked.  I may just give up blogging and offer to come watch my little spot robot clean people's carpets.  She's so sleek, and pretty, and, fun to play with, and ... okay, expensive.  But come on, I have two kids and a dog.  This thing will get more workouts than our marriage bed.  (Sorry, honey.)

So I'm having one of those days where Spring Cleaning has kicked in.  I *must* clean the carpets.  And while I'm at it, the toys need re-organizing (again).  And the dishes need to be put away.  The laundry needs putting away (yes, still).  My purse has jelly beans hanging around on the bottom.  My car has Starbucks wrappers stashed in every corner and pocket.  I don't know if I can get it all done.  But I'm starting by closing my laptop, inflating the bouncy house for the kids, and rolling up my sleeves.

My Google Reader is exploding.  I promise to catch up tonight.  Until then, wish me luck.  And if you ever need a nasty spot removed on your carpet, I make house calls.  

Chores

The dishes are piling up.

The laundry begs to be put away.

There are messages to return.

The dog really wants a good walk.

Toothpaste streaks the sinks.

I really need to vacuum.

Somehow, I think those things will wait.  

Do I Smell Something FREE?

Two shameless plugs and evidence of my poor Mothering from me to you.  

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.

When In Doubt...

Show pictures of the kids.

How Cute Is This?

No way?  Like my "real-life" friends don't already mock me for my blog addiction.  Now, I can play it up in style!  I LOVE these!  I'm so getting this one:

It says, "I am so going to blog this."  

(I wonder if the rack comes with the shirt...)

And of course, I'll have to dress my kids in these:

And for the wee ones, come on you know you want to put your baby in this:

So click on over to HERE (ThisisTrish'sBlog) to learn more about the Mom behind the cute stuff (okay she happens to be my Mom), or HERE to go directly to her store.

Oh, and I hear she's even going to do a GIVE-AWAY for any blog addict paraphernalia of your choice.  She'll be asking for some feedback on her site.  I'm so in.