Happy Birthday Emmy!

Today is our sweet baby girls birthday. I can't believe it's been 8 years already. It truly seems like yesterday when we broought her home from the hospital. We have so enjoyed her special spirit and feel so blessed to have her in our lives. We love you Emmy!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO.....ALLY

tO dAY iS mY sWEET aND oH sO sASSY lITTLE LOVEY'S 2nd bIRTHDAY. sHE iS sO fUNNY aND hAS bROUGHT sO mUCH hAPPINESS iNTO oUR liVES. sHE iS A hANDFULL. sHE lOVES tO bOSS tHE oLDER tWO aROUND aND kISS aLL oVER PARKER. sHE'S A pERFECT lITTLE mAMA. i jUST cAN'T sAY eNOUGH aBOUT hOW sPECIAL sHE iS tO uS.

NEW JOB-$200 PAY

So last night Neal tells me that we're having someone come over tomorrow and pump out our septic tank. I'm thinking that's got to be a crappy job, I wonder how much it pays. Turns out it pays $200 a job. I'm thinking it doesn't sound like such a bad job anymore. We'll this morning I awaken to my sweet and sassy soon to be 2 year yelling my name from her crib upstairs. She can be quite demanding. Come to find out she's yelling b/c she took off her diaper and pooped in her crib. Good morning to you too. So I put Parker in her bouncy seat, go upstairs to clean up Ally and the crib. By the time I'm done Parker is screaming so I get her milk warmed up and pick her up only to find out she's blown it up. Poopy is everywhere. All over her, the bouncy seat, her clothes. Nice. I undress her, put her in her tub, put new clothes on her and get the bouncy seat and Ally's bed sheets in the washer. After I feed her and get her to sleep and put down, I start making lunch for me and the kids. We eat and Charles-Allen has to poopy, I tell him to stay there and I'll take Ally upstairs for her nap. When I get back I'll wipe you, just please stay on the pot. I stress this b/c we've been through this before as he tends to get impatient and he gets up to find out what's taking me so long and then we have twice the mess. I'm sure he's learned his lesson so I pick Ally up and off to bed we go. Only I notice that she seems really wet. I just assume it's the watermelon and lay her down to change her and find that she's had another rather messy poopy. It's leaked and gotten on her and my shirt. Lovely. So I have to clean her up, change her clothes, and put new sheets on her crib. This takes longer than I had anticipated and much longer than Charles-Allen can stand. So on my way back downstairs I hear him running back to the bathroom. He thinks he's so sly. I finally get in there to wipe him and he's made a mess of it. It's on the pot, on his legs. I mean really. How can this be happening? What on earth did I do to deserve it? So I call my husband at work and tell him that I'm officially in the sewer business and I would like for him to cut me a check for $200. I hear that's the going rate.

Friday Favorites

This week I'm going to post one Charles-Allen's favorites. Can you guess what it is? Carolina of course. He loves everything about the Tarheels. He loves to watch all of their sports. He knows all of the coaches names to all of the sports at Carolina. He really has an amazing memory when it comes to sports. He gets that from his daddy. He even refers to Coach K as The Rat. He's a true fan.