The Month of LoOoOVe....

Well, as everyone knows, February is the month of little candy hearts (which I'm not particularly fond of), boxes of chocolate (which, to this day, I have never received), roses (which are only found growing in our front yard), and LoOoOve songs! I love music! Mr. Clean and I both love music!

I recently heard a segment on a local radio show where each of the DJ's made a list of songs that are guaranteed to make you want to snuggle with your hunny. I personally thought that their lists stunk-a-roo, so I decided to make my own! So, here it goes, my top 10 list of songs that will put you in the mood for LoOoOoVe!!!!!

1. Slow Dancing in a Burning Room-John Mayer
2. Come Away With Me- Norah Jones
3. Beast of Burden- The Rolling Stones
4. Let's Get it On- Marvin Gaye
5. Lost Without You- Robin Thicke
6. Butterfly-Jason Mraz
7.Crash Into Me- Dave Matthews Band
8.Have I Told You Lately That I Love You- Rod Stewart
9.When a Man Loves a Woman- Percy Sledge
10._____________________

I can't decide on the last song! Maybe you can help me out! What's your favorite LoOoOoOvE song??

My Monday Mind Dump...

1. This past weekend was wonderfully perfect...aside from all the mucus and tissues. We sat outside and soaked up the sun as long as we possibly could! We cranked up the music, much to our neighbor's disdain (another post for another day), and enjoyed the much needed sunshine!

2. I was going to join a gym today, but because I'm indecisive, I decided to just order P90x and now I feel like the biggest moron on the planet for paying full price instead of checking Craigslist first. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid....have I said STUPID???!!!

3. I got back to scrapbooking last week, but I've never been able to afford all the stickers, papers, embellishments and stamps... as a matter of fact, it's all a bit overwhelming for me, so I just doodle. All I need are markers and an album and I just doodle away!4. I realized today that I need to TRY to be a little more "eco-friendly". My Costco list today was the following: Toilet paper, Paper towels, paper plates, diapers, wipes, plastic cups, and plastic cutlery. Somewhere out there is a forest crying...or at least a tree hugger. But in my defense, I have adopted the "green" grocery bags to eliminate plastic bag waste.

5. There are some changes that are happening in the Mr. Clean household in the next couple weeks...and no, I'm not pregnant mom;)
6.I've said it before and I'll say it again...I don't like winter! It's a good thing Februgly is the shortest month of the year!!

1/2 Way To 1!

6 months. Half of a year. 1/2 way to 1. My Kidd-O, my lump of love, my scooby doo, my little angel baby is six months old. In some ways it feels like he's been here my whole life, and in other ways, time is flying by so fast that I don't want to blink for fear of missing something. Gone are the days of swaddling him, he no longer fits in his swing, and our midnight rendezvous's have come to an end. I never thought I would miss those midnight feedings, but I do. I miss the quiet of the night, rocking my boy. I knew that stage wouldn't last forever, and each evening I wondered if it would be the last, so I held him tight just a few minutes longer. I pray that I will be blessed with more kids, so I can savor those sweet moments a couple more times!!
I could rattle off 6 months worth of milestones he has reached, tell you how he loves banana's, and that his favorite thing to do is jump in his johnny-jump-up (best 20 bucks I ever spent), but I think all that matters is that he's happy. He is the happiest, most smiley Kidd-O ever! We are so blessed to have a little boy that is so full of joy and laughter and he is filled to the rim with personality. He loves people and is extremely friendly...this is starting to sound like an ad for a puppy. Seriously though, the #1 question I'm asked about him is: Is he always this happy?? And the answer "yeah, pretty much!" But don't get me wrong, he can be foul! He has a mighty temper...
...But those moments, praise the Lord, are short lived and nothing that a little song (Fresh Prince of Bel Air, comes to mind) and dance can't fix...then it's back to the smiles. This kid smiles with all of his might!
Kidd-O may not know how to take a nap worth beans, and we have yet to have 2 consistent days in a row, but the joy he has brought to my life and to Mr. Clean's makes it worth it! He has taught us a lot about patience, selflessness, flexibility and unconditional love. I know that I'm a more compassionate person because of him and the love I have for my husband has grown tenfold since our babe joined our family...and that's all in just 6 months!

6months. Half a year. 1/2 way to 1.
"Baby, you are the best thing that ever happened to me!"
-Ray Lamontagne

Pookie's Big Debut!!!

I mentioned in My Monday Mind Dump this week that my husband is the s.l.o.w.e.s.t moving person on Earth, so it is only fitting that he has a turtle as his pet. Pookie the Turtle has been in Mr. Clean's life since the second grade. That's right, SECOND GRADE. Pookie (who came with that name) is approximately 18 years old and has a life expectancy of 75 years. I don't really associate with Pookie, that's Mr. Clean's department, but I do think it is pretty remarkable that he has had him for as long as he had. Pets never really did/do that well at my parents house. They inevitably go to live "in the country" (a la the ducks, or that cat), get buried out back (that guinea pig), get sent back to where they came from (that wiener dog that managed to get on the kitchen table and pee every 5 seconds), get shipped off to Korea (that chow dog), run away while we were on vacation (that other dog), had a bad run-in with the golden retriever up the street (poor rabbits), or suffered from schizophrenia (the psychotic toy poodle). So yeah, Pookie is doing great! He really is a good pet, and that's a good thing because I think he's going to be around for a while.

My Monday Mind Dump...

1. I'm reformed. I used to hate The Office, but I have seen the light, and now love it. Just in time for Steve Carell to leave. Go figure.

2. Mr. Clean looks like Nigel Barker. In case you don't know who Nigel is, he is a judge on America's Next Top Model and a fashion photographer.3. I've started feeding Kidd-O solid foods, and it is HUMANLY IMPOSSIBLE for me NOT to open my mouth when I put the spoon to his mouth, and then close it and swallow in unison with him. Kinda like keeping your mouth wide open when applying mascara. What is up with that??
4. Besides being the cleanest, most anal, and sarcastic person on the face of the Earth, my husband is also the s.l.o.w.e.s.t moving person EVER. He does not know the meaning of "hustle" or "hurry". I can get myself ready, our child ready, make breakfast, start lunch in a crockpot, start the car, paint a room, go to the grocery store, read the Federalist Papers, and write a summary about it, and we would STILL be waiting on him on Sunday mornings.

5. And don't even get me started about playing a game with him. You will be there for DAYS while he thinks through his next move or Scrabble word.

6. I hate my big fat mouth sometimes...ok, all the time. It's probably my biggest flaw...along with a million other things, but my mouth, ugh, it's really annoying. I say many things that make my hiney sweat after (I'm sure many of you are nodding along, totally agreeing...eek, that's embarrassing...sorry).

7. I fell up the stairs yesterday. I had a bowl of oatmeal and a glass of OJ in hand...oops. I didn't get hurt, but it did get all over the carpet. Haven't broken the news to Mr. Clean yet, but I'm sure he'll figure it out soon enough.

8. I never really liked when people would say they had an "unspoken prayer request," I never knew what to do with that information, but I sort of have one today. I'll let y'all in on it later this week. And no, I'm not pregnant mom!

9. I'm going to introduce you all to Pookie this week. You should be very excited.

10. If you type "Puck Wedgies" into Google, my blog is the 2nd page to pop up! Pretty cool huh? Ok, not really. But, my blog has been viewed 256 times because people want to find out more about what a "Puck Wedgie" is. I'm fairly positive that they left knowing less about them than when they came. This is what they found.


P.S FYI, golden oreo's are the bomb...they are waaay better than the chocolate ones. I realize that I talk a LOT about junk food, but hopefully that will be changing soon when I FINALLY get back in the gym...maybe. Ok, probably not, but it will make me feel less guilty about eating the garbage I do. After all, that is why gym's were invented, right??

You So Funny!!

Kidd-O learned a new trick last week. The following pictures seem to indicate that he is unhappy, but on the contrary, this is the face he makes in response to me saying: "You So FuuunnnY!" to which he scrunches his face and breathes in and out of his nose really fast. I tried to upload the video, but as you know, I stink-a-roo at computer tricks, so my pictures will have to do for now.

And then he was done.

Hats Off to Kidd-O!

Many know that when I found out I was pregnant, I was not a happy camper, and if I had to be pregnant, I REALLY wanted it to be a girl...well, boy, oh boy, I had a boy! Aaaannd, it wouldn't really be "kosher" for me to dress Kidd-O up in bows, headbands, and those ridiculously cute leg warmers. Nope can't do that. Sooo, I have no choice but to put hats on him. I love hats. We have lots and lots of hats. Can't get enough of the hats. I may need to get a job to pay for all of the hats. Let's see how many times I can say "hats". Kidd-O loves his hats...and if he doesn't, I will make him. Here are just some of the hats he has...can you believe that this isn't even all of them?? I still have about 4 more I need to break out! Ok, I may have a problem.

My mom bought this little hat and scarf set for 1$...so I went and bought all 5 patterns.

This is the newest, and probably my favorite, thanks to my sweet MeMa!

Oh, and the song playing right now is my "Kidd-O Song"...it makes me think of him, it's a happy song. I just thought I would let 'ya know...really not important. Just FYI. Ok, I'll stop now.
The End.