The Barbie Cake

With Chloe's birthday upon us, I decided that this year I was going to make a cake for Chloe, and a good one. So I researched and decided on the Barbie Cake. Here is what it ended up looking like.





I was quite happy with it and got lots of compiments on it. Chloe *LOVED* it!

Thursday Thirteen #15

Thirteen google searches that found my blog 1. "best pizza" "washington, dc" (I love pizza and have been to DC) 2. colleen scene (I think someone was actually trying to find me. lol) 3. aaron burgee (who?) 4. the kite runner by khaled hosseini*quotes (yes, i've actually read this book) 5. pooped panties (I really don't want to know) 6. potty training a goat (I wonder if that was the same person looking for pooped panties..again I *really* don't want to know) 7. dan browns particles (Dan Brown writes some mighty great books) 8. still poops her panties (I write about potty training ONE time and everyone finds me that way. Good Grief.) 9. colleen (yup - that's me!) 10. wallwords consultans (I am one, yes. How come you didn't email me??? huh?) 11. pooped panties accident (enought with the poop!) 12. Colleen (I think someone is looking for me) 13. and that is it...it stopped there. I am totally bummed I couldn't find 13, but 12 is good enough I guess. Happy Thursday Thirteen! Get the Thursday Thirteen code here! The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted! View More Thursday Thirteen Participants

Sometimes he cracks me up

C.A.A.D.D.

If you have been secretly wondering what is wrong with me, I now have the
answer... Recently, I was diagnosed with C. A. A. D. D.. (Child Activated Attention Deficit Disorder)

This is how it manifests:


I decide to do the laundry. As I start toward the basement, I notice that
there are cheerios all over the floor and my car keys are in the cereal
bowl. I decide to pick up the cheerios before I do the laundry. I lay my
car keys down on the counter, put the cheerios in the trash can under the
counter, and notice that the trash can is full. So, I decide to take out
the trash. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when
I take out the trash I may as well pay the bills first. I take my
checkbook off the table, and see that there is only one check left, my
extra checks are in my desk in the office/playroom, so I go to my desk
where I find a sippy cup full of juice. I'm going to look for my checks,
but first I decide I should put the sippy cup in the refrigerator to keep
it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the sippy cup a vase of flowers on the
counter catches my eye - they need to be watered. I set the sippy cup on
the counter, and I discover baby wipes that I've been searching for all
morning. I decide I better put them back in the bathroom, but first I'm
going to water the flowers. I set the wipes back down and splash some
water on the flowers, but most of it spills on the floor. So, I get some
paper towels and wipe up the spill. Then I head down the hall trying to
remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day: the laundry isn't washed, the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm cup of juice sitting on the counter, the flowers aren't
watered and now they are wilting, there is still only one check in my
checkbook, the kids are screaming, I can't find the wipes, and I don't
remember what I did with the car keys. Then when I try to figure out why
nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all
day long and I'm really tired.

Holy crap!!

I get slacky on my blog and I come back to spammer spamming porn on my blog??? What in the crap is that all about.

Spammers - you are not welcome here!!!

Off to put some sort of word verifications something or another to maybe help stop it, then I have a funny post to post.

I've been ill

This whole migrane, upset tummy, nausea, fatigue thing.

I'll be back when I'm well.

Love you guys.

A great resolution

I've been going over in my head what I think is a great resolution to go with this year. Normally I don't like resolutions because I can never keep one. So, I wanted to do something that I really wanted to work on and something that I want keep for the rest of my life. I am going to lose weight. Ha! kidding. Everyone choses that and I'm not. Not that I don't want to lose weight and not that I won't try, but that's not it.

While I was at church today I heard something that hit me really hard. A lady was giving an analogy and it went something like this:

When my dad was a kid, he grew up on a farm. One of their favorite games was to take their b.b.guns and go out and shoot at goats. What happens is when you shoot the goat with a b.b. it shocks them, and they will walk up to the nearest goat next to him and kick him. The goat could be 10 feet away by himself and he will still find the nearest goat and kick him. They thought it was the funniest thing watching the goats kick each other.

I can see how it would be funny.

Then she applied it to life. And when something shoots (shoots = anything that is affecting her), she takes it out on those the closest to her. Her kids or her husband. She's just like the goat and will kick just kick.

I hope that makes sense to you. It all makes sense in my head. The point is, is that I can see myself doing the exact same thing. When I get irritated, when something is bothering me. When I get "shot", I tend to take it out on those closest to me. I get upset at the kids. I get frusterated with things that Stuart does. I take it out on those closest to me and they don't deserve it.

I am definatly going to be better at this. When I start to "kick", I am going to remember the goats and I am going to try my best not to take it out on those I love the most. I can see how it will make things better around my house and with my little family.

Potty Training

I hate it. It is sooo not fun. This week I've been potty training Brooklyn. She is amost 3, well, she will be 3 in March. So that is almost right? I figured that enough is enough. It's time. What on earth was I thinking? Why go through all that pain, torture, annoyance, frusteration to teach her to do something that she doesn't want to do?
But, she's almost 3 and I've put it off long enough. On to the task of training. I'll take you through from day 1.
Day 1
On go the panties, but not just any panties mind you - but princess panties. Because they deserve any less? The goal is to make it as fun as possible right? So, she gets FUN, decorative princess panties. I won't give you the nitty gritty of every hits and misses....but by the end of the day she finished at 50%. Not too bad but not completely awesome. It will do

At this point I'm a little frusterated because Chloe trained in 1 day. She had one accident then never looked back. I got EXTREEMLY lucky.

Day 2
She woke up dry! Put her on the potty and nothing. She wouldn't go. She went almost 2 hours after she woke up and wouldn't go. I *KNEW* she would be needing to go. I was taking her every 5 minutes. After I had taken her in, not even a minute later she had an accident. UGH! SO frusterating! I start thinking that I would rather be doing anything then this. Stopping what I am doing every 5 minutes to take her to the potty! After that - no accidents ALL day! I was so proud of her. SO SO proud. (I am sure the incentive for potty treats didn't hurt!)
But, we have yet to see her make the dreaded #2.

Day 3
Morning goes by into nap time. No accidents! wakes up from her nap DRY! I am beyond thrilled. She's got it now, were golden! After naps - 2 accidents. What the *insert choice of word here*. I thought we were doing so well!!!
On to another day

Day 4
She does great the first part of the morning, but we haven't seend the #2 yet either. I know it's coming. I am watching for signs. I take her in the bathroom, she goes, but no #2. So she heads off to play. I'm feeling good about things, just plan to check on her every 10 or so minutes to keep an eye on her. You can see where this is headed right? Well, not even 5 minutes later she comes walking up to me and said she pooped in her panties. *sigh* great. fine. whatever. poop in your pants if you want to. I am SOOO frusterated!! Deep breathes. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10. ahhhhh. We're okay. The rest of the day, no accidents. Were doing our bedtime routine, she goes, we put on a pullup for bed and head for stories and songs. During the songs "I've got to go pee". But you just went!!! okay. lets go. SHE POOPS ON THE POTTY! I wanted to do a dance. I was sooo thrilled.

You definatly have to be a mom to enjoy bowel movements of a child don't ya!? LOL!

Day 5
Well, it's only 10 A.M. No accidents or incidnets to report yet.

I hope things go well from here. She is really getting it. Only time will tell, but yea, potty training sucks. I can't think of about 100000000 things I'd rather be doing. Wish us luck!