Girlymama

Is Old Navy seriously expecting me to buy this for my 2-year-old?

Or maybe I should buy this for my 4-year-old?

There is a huge ranting post here that I am way too disgusted to write.

manis and pedis

I love having girls!

Today the girls and I went to start our back-2-school shopping. Both girls have exactly two pairs of shoes right now: crocs and flip-flops. This is not due to parental negligence, but due to the fact that both of them grew TWO sizes this summer. And I refuse to buy them new summer shoes in August. So they’ll just be going to church in flip-flops, thankyouverymuch.

Anyway, we went shoe shopping to no avail. I refuse to spend $50 on sneakers for a two-year-old, so not much was in my price range. I found these for Grace, but nada for Ellie. I may need to venture out to the outlet mall. Darn it. I didn’t really want to go to the Pottery Barn Outlet at all 😉

I did, however, buy two of these dresses for Ellie. Which will look so adorable with a long sleeved white-t and tights in the winter. And I bought…. maternity pants. Stop laughing. Not that I need them yet. (I have actually lost weight thus far, due to constantly being a faint shade of green.) But they were $4! At Gap Maternity! I’m not sure I could have passed that up even if I wasn’t pregnant!

I tried on these maternity jeans, and they looked smokin’. But then I thought to myself, “Self, will you really be able to pull off something with the name ‘Long and Lean’ in about 5 months? Probably… not.”

Seven, apparently. Not counting all the ones folded and stored for winter. Maybe I need to branch out a bit and buy some charcoal grey….

This week, in honor of refusing the end of summer, I’m giving away this adorable, very bright and cheery Citrus Dots gift set from Eliza Grace Design, which is a little online boutique I’ve begun with gifts for modern babies and mommies. Every piece is handmade and features fun, modern cotton prints – a nice break from the traditional pink and blue baby gifts!
Eliza Grace burp cloths feature coordinating modern cotton prints and are backed with absorbent terry cloth. Burp cloths and bibs both have a layer of cotton batting to make sure they can absorb anything a baby can dish out. Bibs are backed with super-soft minky to be extra comfy.

If you would like to win, please leave a single comment. A valid email address is required, but you do NOT have to have a blog to play. I’m sorry, but I can only mail to addresses in the U.S. and Canada.
Good luck! Comments will close Friday at noon and I will randomly draw a name from my comments on Friday afternoon, August 24!

For more great drawings and for full details and instructions, Check out Trista’s End of Summer Blog Party, over at her blog, The Pumpkin Patch.

update: this giveaway is closed!

Why? Chocolate makes me sick. Chocolate! Do you see the injustice of this situation? I can finally  eat chocolate without feeling guilty. Not only that, but I am craving chocolate. (Specifically dark chocolate. With nuts.) A piece of chocolate sounds yummily  delightful. I’m dreaming of chocolate. But I can’t eat it. Because the baby, who is apparently very mean-spirited, will violently revolt. If you catch my drift.

Seriously. Life is truly not fair.

Last night, Husband and I got to sneak off on a date! Yay! We finally saw The Simpsons Movie, which we thoroughly enjoyed, both loving The Simpsons. And we went to this restaurant, which I have been wanting to try ever since my sister told me it was her “favorite restaurant ever!” It was very good. And this is someone who is not to crazy about food right now, so consider that high praise indeed. They did seem to have a very nice margarita menu, which I plan to thoroughly investigate in about… 7 months 😉
Shout out to my sister-in-law who watched the kiddies!! (You think she’s just being nice, but I have reason to believe she is keeping track of all this babysitting to cash in on someday…..)
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I’m working my tail off, since I will be doing a giveaway this week on the blog! Check back on Monday morning to sign up!
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Gracie has big plans for her birthday on the 27th. She’s having ponies and Cinderella is coming and she is going to get a puppy. And she’s inviting the entire world. Boy is she going to be disappointed!!
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Oh, potty training, how I loathe thee. VBS this week has totally thrown off our potty training. In fact, it threw it off so much that its like it never even happened. Did I dream those weeks of working with Grace? Those days with no accidents at all? Apparently so because we are back at square one, people. Actually, its more like square -3 because she is refusing to even sit on the potty now. I have no idea what to do now. Well, beyond just letting her run wild in the backyard. Which the neighbors might eventually complain about.

But I think I’m officially not funny. I tried to teach my kids a joke. Their idea of a totally hilarious joke at the moment is for one to say, “Bumm!” or “Pee!” and the other to laugh hysterically. (Also, Grace has taken to running into a room sans pants, turning around and sticking out her butt while yelling, “Look! My bum!” Then laughing as she runs back out. We need to work on this, as it might be awkward if, for example, our pastor is over for dinner.)
So anyway, I tried to teach them a joke. In a stroke of creative brilliance, I started with, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”
This was met with anxious questions about why the chicken was playing in the road. Its dangerous and he should not be in the road without holding his mommy’s hand.
And now, they keep asking me, “Do gooses cross the road? What about ducks?”

Help me, Internets, I need some kid jokes!!4-year-old humor is boggling my mind!

Mom, does our car love Jesus?
If it could, I’m sure it would.
What about Daddy’s car?
Probably.
Oh, good.

that I have nothing to write about. After 4 days of teaching 4-year-olds in VBS, my brain is completely fried, baked sauteed, whatever. (Incidently, my kids are totally fried too. Which is always fun.) Actually, I could share some rather amusing stories about several, shall we say, “incidents” that have occured, but that’s probably ot fair to the kids 😉  Highlights would include a playdoh fight, punching, “I hate boys!”, several meltdowns, an exploding drink, “Girls are yucky!” and repeating, “Was that loving?” 379 times. Today during playtime, I heard one of the girls say to another girl, “Remember what the teacher said! We have to be loving to the boys!” My heart soared — they were listening! (Well, one of them was.) Just one more day….

Thankfully, some lovely church ladies have been handing me dinners as I leave VBS, so my family has been eating well this week. As Husband shoveled third helpings of Tuna Noodle Casserole down the other day, he said, “Mmm… this is great! Maybe we should have more kids!” I glared at him from the living room where I was trying to avoid smelling the food. If looks could kill…