It could happen to you. You never know. Not even if you have a crystal ball...

Yesterday Mr Hubster and I were watching Fox News and there was this lady and her name was Krystal Ball. Kid. You. Not. I took a picture of the TV screen of her and her name with my iPhone and went to upload it to facebook. But it wouldn't let me update. And then I remembered that I've had this problem for a long time now. I really wanted to post the picture (with the comment: "Do you think she ever foresaw herself being on the O'Reilley show?" Clever, right? Just wish I'd thought of it. But it was all C.) so I googled my problem and I wasn't the only one it had happened too. Plenty of people swore that if you only deleted the fb app from your phone and then reinstalled it it would work. Sounded easy enough. But is there ever such a thing as easy? In the middle of the download my phone froze. What do you normally do when there's a problem with your iPhone? You turn it off and then you turn it back on again and the problem is fixed. Not this time. It would not turn back on properly. I was stuck with a cute little apple on my screen and that was it. C search around for info on how to fix this and found the answer. Not the one I wanted to hear, though. It had to be re... whatever the word is when you take everything away and start all over. From the beginning. Losing all your info. Yep. It was that bad. (And everyone with this problem had it happen because of the fb app.) But anyone with an iPhone know that you're supposed to sync it up so your info is saved. Well, last time I did that was in NOVEMBER. That's a lot of pictures, bookmarks, videos, contacts etc ago. Luckily I uploaded my pics to the harddrive three weeks ago so I only lost three weeks worth of photos. Still sucks! I was up until 2am restoring my phone. Putting on apps, organizing folders etc. Needless to say, I will do that syncing thing at least weekly from now on. And you should too!

Well, no blogpost should be without a picture and I wish I could post the picture of Krystal Ball. But that's obviously not possible so here's an unedited picture from my regular little camera of something I found on the floor a couple of days ago when it all of a sudden got very quiet around here.

Just because I need something to smile about right now.

Have fun syncing up!

Our St Patrick's Day in Pictures

P-U Stinky!!!

What stinks? 

Could it be the fact that E woke up at 6 am!!! this morning and woke up H too? 

Could it be the urine that leaked through H's diaper, again? (Seriously, she leaks through every other night. She's wearing a night diaper and she has 8 lbs left before the next size.) 

Could it be the passion fruit juice left on the ottoman by my 4 year old for my 1 year old to reach, and spill all over the floor and the clothes I just put her in? 

Could it be the broken pieces of glass all over the sink (and some on the floor)? 

Could it be the attitude of my 4 year old demanding to always get what she wants? 

Could it be the results of H's reflux on the clothes I just changed her into? 

Could it be the fact that H fell asleep in the car on the way to the dr's office (which I knew she would since it was her nap time) and then after me being very careful not to wake her up to bring her inside, the receptionists were really loud and woke her up? 

Could it be the result of H's reflux that had landed on me and the fact that I just now, at the dr's office realized that I smelled of vomit? 

Could it be the nurse giving me the shots too far to the center of my arms leaving me with sore, bumpy arms?

Could it be the fact that I had to give E a time out at the dr's office since she broke the rules we had just discussed before entering the building? 

Could it be the lunch (tuna) smeared all over my 1 year old's face and hair? 

Could it be the fact that I had to give her a bath before nap time since I was not about to put tuna baby down on freshly cleaned sheets. 

Could it be the toy microphone echoing in E's hands during H's nap time?

Well, as you can tell I'm having "one of those days" today. And although all of the above things mentioned stinks, literally or figuratively speaking, the thing that stinks the most about today is my response to the day, my attitude. That broken glass I mentioned above was from me being mad at E for leaving yet another glass out for H to spill so I threw it in the sink. Yeah, it looked like crushed ice, that's how much it shattered. How can I expect my 4 year old to make good choices when mine are clearly bad? I just can't seem to shake this attitude today and with each added thing it's not getting any better. So I sat down for a quick minute to see if any blogs were updated. Because that's what you do when you're upset at everything, right? Well, of course the only thing updated I hadn't already read was from this Godly woman. Not what I felt like reading right then and there but I clicked on the link anyways and Oh. Did. I. Need. Her. Blogpost. Today!!! I think she wrote with me in mind. Well, since she has no idea who I am, that I even exist, or read her blog it was probably written through her, by God, with me (and others like me) in mind. Check it out to see what I mean...

It's Personal - Celebrating ONE

My baby turned ONE last month and we had a little party for her a couple of weeks ago. I thought I would guide you through her special day. 

You are cordially invited...

 

Are you getting hungry? Just dig in!

We had crackers with cheese and pepperoni, veggies and dip and some fruit and berries. The guests were also munching down some Swedish bullar (those are the cinnamon/cardamom rolles you might spot there. They are not covered in salt. It's sugar. Pearl Sugar), popcorn balls, chocolate dipped pretzels, yogurt covered raisins, biscotti, and oreo cake pops.

If you're getting thirsty and are wondering where on earth that hot chocolate bar is I must admit that I forgot to take pictures of it. But it had whipped cream, instant coffee for all the mocha fans and marshmallows. I forgot the crushed peppermint canes at home. 

What about the birthday girl, you might wonder.

She was stunning as always.

Yes, I made my walker crawl, just so I could get some pictures of her little behind. I'm in love with those bloomers, what can I say?

I made the tutu myself, but the onesie and the bloomers are from Marina's Monogramming. She was great to work with. I highly recommend her!

Look at that cake! It was gorgeous. And soo delicious! I hope I won't offend anyone when I say that I normally prefer Swedish cakes over American. They just taste better. But this one tasted just like a cake pastry thing from home and I actually had seconds. If you ever need a cake I can recommend my baker friend! Just let me know.

The birthday girl is gorgeous too! And messy. Just like she's supposed to be.

Her tutu was never put back on after the cake, but with those bloomers, who cares?

Her sister kept decorating cookies all day long. They were shaped like snow flakes before I baked them...

Sorry about the random snowflake in the middle. I made these huge snowflakes out of poster boards and hung them from the ceiling, but forgot to take pictures. So I snuck one in here. It's from when it was drying in our basement. Oh, well.
 

 I don't mean to kick you out, but if you're leaving please grab a party favor. 

Gluten free, white, sparkly, homemade playdough for the kids,

Chocolates for the adults and

Puffs for the little ONEs.

Now all I need to do is schedule a photo shoot with my favorite photographer and I can make and send out some thank you cards.

Thanks for stopping by our Winter ONEderland!

It's Personal - Soaring, Flying

If you want to read about my flying baby then just click on the word below. Why did I pick that word? Click, read, then understand...

FAIRY

It's Personal - maybe a little too personal

If you woke up today wishing someone would talk about their stomach bug you're lucky! I caught it late last night. Stomach bugs always make me wish we weren't a whole grain type of family. Oh how I longed for some saltines and white bread at 2:45am. And what could I find? Triscuits and Arnold Whole Wheat Extra Dark something bread. Was all that I could find. 

So this morning when I woke up I disinfected everything before E had to get ready. She stayed as far away from me as possible all morning because she didn't want my germs to jump onto her. Smart girl!

C is not as smart. But he is sweet, helping me out bringing me water and paper towels as I was having a heart to heart with my porcelain friend. Sorry, but sweetness does not protect you from germs. He just texted me from work not feeling so hot. Sorry babe!

Anyways... did you notice how I didn't link back to my other blog while being this personal? I think that one has become more of an update on how our family is doing and especially how my girls are growing. Fun for grandparents maybe, but I figured I could share some more personal things here too, so you could get to know me better and saving you a click on your mouse.  And what better way of kicking this off than with a stomach bug topic. I bet you feel like you know me a little too well already. I do confess I have a slight TMI problem. 

What blog post would be complete without a picture? (Don't worry, this one will not be stomach bug related.) While E is in preschool and H is napping I will disinfect some more and then relax in the couch in front of this movie.

Just because I love it and didn't get a chance to watch it this Christmas season.

And yes, that is my baby snoozing away in the corner.

It's Personal - In Denial

I promise,
I will post
something
less personal
here soon.
But if you're
curious like
George to
find out what
I'm in denial
about head
on over to
this post.

It's Personal - Change of plans

I was really looking forward to a day out in the snow tomorrow with the family. But snow flakes turned to tooth ache...

It's Personal - Four, 4, IV, Fyra

Me: Want to read about my favorite four year old?
You: Sure!
Me: Head on over here...
You: Will do.

It's personal

I'm finally getting personal again.

It's Personal

If you'd like to smile head over to this.

It's Personal

If your familiar with my family blog you've read a few "she said" posts. I just gathered up a bunch of fb statuses that were all about what "she said". Check it out and be prepared to smile.

It's Personal

Read about my littlest one in 3/4.