Handmade Baby Carrier Contest

Win a Uppy Me Mama Contoured Mei Tai Baby Carrier with a one year warranty.

Dollhouse Frock GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!

Dollhouse Frock GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!

If you have or know someone with a little girl- you should enter this contest- way cute. Thanks for the link, Stephanie:)

The Hungry Little Coonapillar

After attending the Caterpillar/Butterfly themed Story Hour at the Library this week, Wil said, "Mommy, I am a caterpillar. I came out of my racoon and turned into a butterfly." Poor racoon. Maybe we should try to learn the word pupa. It might clear some things up for him :)

Wil's Birthday

Wil is now 4- even though he is only around 3 feet tall! I love my little guy. His birthday was actually on August 9th, but better late than never, right? He had a Thomas The Tank Engine birthday party this year, and I even made him a Thomas cake (it was a little rough around the edges, but Wil still loved it, anyway). I have to say that he anticipated this birthday for months as his older siblings talked it up big time all summer. He liked his presents, but his favorite thing was definitely the cake.

Kelly the Superhero

Kelly, age 9, has a secret superpower- speed. Not only is he the fastest dresser that I have ever witnessed (which we have known for a couple of years), but tonight I found out that he can take a shower, get dressed, and put away his dirty clothes all during a commercial break. Zowie!

An Announcement

We are expecting again! I am not feeling well, but we are very excited about the arrival of a new little one (We are due at the end of December).

The Egg Hunt(s)

Our good friends, the Kvales, had us along on Saturday. Wow, can those Kvales hunt for eggs. Wil didn't quite get into the competitive spirit, he examined each egg carefully, and in the end, he preferred the blue colored eggs to the rest. The girls enjoyed the tea cup ride at the fun center's egg hunt (were we egg hunted for free rides), and a good time was had by all, even Heather and I who imposed a "Mommy tax" on some of the chocolate. Okay, so I can't complain about it when my pants get tooo tight again.