Schools in, So is the TV

There is something about the fall I have always loved. Whether it is the kids going back to school, or the cool evenings that give you a reason to cuddle with the one you love or apple pies, I am not sure, but I love the fall. I know one of the biggest reasons for me anyway is TV. I love to watch TV in the fall. I go on the shows websites and look for the cool new shows and my old favorites and put them on my calendar. I don't overwatch I just pick out the shows that excite me, like Survivor and Amazing Race. Then there are shows I watch just so Shay will sit next to me like Lost and Fringe. And then I am always looking for that perfect girly show with drama that makes me dream about the characters and hope everything will work out. I used to watch Gilmore Girls and haven't found a show that is as good to fit the bill since it went off the air. So here comes another season, I can't wait to see what will be on the calendar this year. So far we have Shark Tank and Flash Forward. Check them out on www.ABC.go.com and tell me what you think. Can't wait to cuddle my honey and enjoy some good old and new shows, Happy Watching.

What? Your old. No way. Me at Thirty.

Sometimes we just have to write the random thoughts we have. So tonight I write of thirty years of memories. My last words as a twenty something so that one day I may look back on this time and think that girl was so naive. I do think that I have made progress, but at times I still act 9. I think it may drive Shay crazy, well I know it does, but I tell him that's what he gets for robbing the cradle.

I think I have lived a good life, I have been severely happy, like the time Shay kissed me for the first time, or when I beat my brother wrestling. (I think he probably let me win) Or when I held my perfect babies for the first time and smelled their sweet hot breath.

I have also tasted sorrow, like when I have sinned or when I lost my Momma. I have forced myself to be tough when I was scared or lonely. But I have also allowed myself to cry for fear when my brother yelled while I was stranded on the toilet as a six year old, that a witch was coming through the window.

I have so many things to laugh about with so many wonderful friends I have made. Like the time Holli and I shaved our heads at school. Or when we would tell ghost stories all night and be scared out of our minds.

I have had to overcome, rise above and sometimes fall to get where I am. I have been blessed with the Gospel of Jesus Christ, so that when I fall He catches me and helps me back up.

I remember as a kid my momma saying for years she was turning 29, I would say "didn't you turn 29 last year?" She would always say "if I turned 29 last year how could I be 29 this year?" It took me a long time to realize she just didn't want to be 30. I couldn't understand why and promised myself that I would embrace thirty, I would tell myself thirty is the new twenty. Now here I am, about to be thirty and I ask myself if I will embrace it? Will I be true to that little girl that some how became me? I say why not. I realize that there is something about the body of a twenty something that has nothing to do with mine. So that lets me know it is time to move on, bigger and better, and I am not necessarily referring to my body on that one. I know that we don't know how long we have on this earth but if the next thirty years are as good as the last, I can't wait!

Baby Yoga 101

Meet our Baby Yoga instructor- Adam. He specializes in relaxation and new maneuvers. His strengths are his chanting and flying toes(his favorite position). He accepts payment in the form of kisses, tickles and milk. He accepts large groups and enjoys doing FHEs because their is a treat involved. If you are interested shoot him a line at yogaisforbabiestoo.org. (not a real URL)

For fhe we did baby yoga. We put Adam in the floor and everyone copied whatever he did. It was lots of fun, Skyler and Shay liked to cut corners. They couldn't hold the flying toes position for long.

The kids got the Camera again!

Elly loves taking pictures. I loaded the camera tonight and these are the images it held. There are over a hundred more wonderful photos of fans, toes and eye balls. I overheard her when she was taking them saying, "Oh, now that was a good one."

She is pretending to be asleep in this one.

Fireworks spell Exhaustion

So Shay and I decided to try to rid ourselves of the evils of credit card debt once and for all. To speed the process we managed a fireworks tent over the fourth of July. We had been told it was hard but we were not prepared for the ninety degree weather, hour commute each way, late nights, early mornings, Shay sleeping on a flat air mattress at the tent site, utter and complete exhaustion, achy and I mean achy legs and back from standing 10-16 hours a day, the list could go on and on. The kids were there all day Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. By the last day they were beat. Let the pictures tell the story. We also were given 3 counterfeit 20 dollar bills.

Really, now that it is over we made some good money and I am pretty sure I lost some weight. Nothing wrong with that.

Got our product at around Eleven.

Finally got the tables set up at about 6.

Left at about Eleven.

The finished setup. Shay and Skyler worked until 2 am.

I forgot to bring something to lay Adam in. We just layed him in a box under the cash register so no one would steal him. Every time I saw him I would sing "Baby in a box". Nathan said that it sounded like a real song. Maybe I have potential after all.

My brother and nephew helped a ton. It also made it lots of fun. Punch buggy yellow Nathan!

Store Core Frankie.

Kaelys display, the wind blew it over three times and she kept rebuilding it, a little stronger each time.

I finally remembered the bouncer, no more baby in a box.



Elly loves taking pictures.


Jane fell asleep coloring. I told them they could have a sucker if they colored the whole page. I guess it wore her out! This is how Shay and I felt.

Adam and his Mohawk

Adam wasn't really born with a mohawk but I have given him one since the first time I held him in the Hospital. Then his hair just fell out that way. He has this natural Mohawk that gets him all kinds of attention. They Loved it in London, they adore him in the grocery store, all the young women at church love his do, you would think he was a rock star. And people think I have cut it like that, but I guess the kid just has style. By the way I have already cut it once!

Adam at 5 1/2 months