MIA

{MIA}

Oh my.

It's been so long since Ive been blogging.

17 weeks pregnant and I'm realizing what my priorities are.

Spending less time on line.

More time sleeping.

Less time socializing.

More time for Mark and P.

I've learned to put the phone down and at first this scared many people. lol which is sad but true.

I actually like leaving it in the car. At home.

Ive been reading a lot. Mostly to P but some for me.

Putting more effort into the people who do the same for me.

Realizing that being.... is good enough...and doing all the time is over rated....and fully UN appreciated.

This pregnancy has put a lot into perspective for me.

Whats important, whats not.

What my goals are for now...and for the future.

Who I am thankful for.

What I am thankful for.

It's shown me the true meaning behind smooshed bladder.

Exhaustion.

And crashing immune system.

I am sharing this pregnancy with a few friends....who I am more than excited for.

It's like I know what there in for....in a good way...a great way.

I know how excited/nervous they are.

I know that nothing will prepare them.

I know that they will fall in love like never before and be forever changed.

I know the love....and I'm excited that they will soon know it too.

I know that I've been slacking writing on here to you...P.

But I think you enjoy my full attention.

The nights I spend in your bed snuggling with you rather than typing on here.

I sure have been enjoying you.



My Sweet Pea

{my sweet Pea}

You are two and a half this month and you are your own person no doubt!

You like to put your own shoes on...and Im not joking when I say you have 15 pair (weid because I am like the only person who is NOT a shoe person) but you will only pick between two pairs....and there exactly the same just different colors.

Im shocked when I tell you "that goes on the right foot" and you know which one that is!! I think daddy liked to work with you on that one....he has been teaching you that for over a year now.

You don't back down to much...and Aunt Shanie who you've nick name "Shantie" can back me up.

She has witnessed your....shall I call it..."personality" your stuborness, your temper.

Your not the kid we can trick with candy....but....telling you that I will call Helga....seems to do the trick (sometimes) and parents dont make feel bad for this one....Helga the mean ugly babysitter isn't any different than Santa, Easter bunnies, tooth faries etc....

Nanny Hamrick has talked about Mark as a child....and I think you must be a lot like him (temper) but I won't lie....you get your stubborn ways from us both...the attitude from me...were all working on things though....you teach us a lot about ourselves....possibly more than I'll ever tell you!

Your not all attitude and tantrums though....your still my sweet Pea....who yells "MOM" just to tell me "I love you to the moony" you have my back and tell me when my breath stinks, you still rub my face and hold it ever so gently and tell me "i just want you to be happy" (one reason you work me over so well), you beg me to lay in your bed but the second I fall asleep you tell me Im breathing to loud....and I find that so humbling...because I do the EXACT thing to your daddy!!!! The other thing Im loving about you right now (besides every little thing) is how you call daddy and I babe.....and it's not out of the blue....it's like a daily thing and a normal thing you call us wehn you want our attention, when you want us to come to the room your in, when you tell us "good job, babe". You get that from me......I think I call everyone babe...but mostly Daddy. You try teaching me that Im supposed to call him Daddy and I try teaching you that Im not;)

Oh, P.

Just things that I never want to forget about you....at age 2 and half.

The age you kicked down your crib....and became a big girl....sleeping in your big girl bed.

The age you are but everyone thinks you are older.

Smart.

Sassy.

Halarious.

Beautiful.

bitter sweet

{bitter sweet}

It's been a great three years in our little home.

Little being the key word.

Just over 2,000 square feet but when you chop it up like this style of home it seems like a lot less....to me at least.

This house was our first together.

We brought P home to this "castle" as she calls it.

I'm the type of person who gets attached....hates change... and cringes at the thought of the un known.......

but...timing is right and things seem to be falling into place for us right now.

After talking to our friends who are Realtors here in town they assure us the person buying our home is a very lucky new home owner and it should sell fast.

The price is great and everything inside is new, nice, and updated.

We put a lot of work into this house.

So today we decided.....

it's time to DE clutter and put it on the market.

I hate the thought of moving.

Packing.

Selling.

Someone else living here.....I wished it were someone I knew so I could feel better about it....knowing how they would appreciate all we've done....

I will take Lot's of pictures for you P....to remember the home we brought you too....your first (and second) bedroom, your adorable toy room.

Why do we get so sentimental with houses?? It's so weird.

My friends mom always says...."you don't LOVE material things" and I think about that when I  selfishly think about... "I will make sure the person buying this house knows how much money that floor cost...and how my husband spent long hours and I mean hours pulling staples out of the base of the floor so he could lay the ever so expensive tile we picked out". It's all materialistic.....I should have listened to my mother....so I wouldn't be so attached knowing we wouldn't live her forever. Trust me there are things I hate about this house too....so I'm not all sad....and if I keep in mind....it's all material.....and cross my fingers a nice young family will buy our house...and appreciate everything we have done to it....I might just free myself of an ulcer..

Things are really falling into place for us and it's our time....I hope it all goes as smooth as planned.

Tonight

{tonight}

Tonight I come home from a nice short walk with a dear friend who lives down the street.

I see P's bedding on the floor at the top of the stairs...and I think "oh no, the flu".

Thank goodness.....she just peed the bed!

I never thought I would ever think nor say "ah, she just peed her bed".

I look in her room, her big girl room (i know sounds crazy 2 rooms, not so lavish trust me) then I go look in my bed.

P is snuggled tightly in Daddy's nook.

The nook?

The perfect little crevice where daddy's shoulder curves in ward....it used to be my nook...now it's our nook.

She is not a snuggler....especially with mama.

She saw me..probably heard me...and said mama I'm sleeping with my daddy...and who could argue with that.

I can hear her though now....chit chatting to daddy who is sound asleep due to being awake 48 hours now....so off I go....maybe she'll snuggle me?



Technical interference..

{technical interference}

I love technology for many reasons.

I love the fact that when my daughter is napping (or lets be real watching cartoons) I can jump on the book.....share pictures of P with all my friends and family, enjoy all the pictures of my friends children who are also ever changing and growing quickly, and even just keep up with friends who if it weren't for the book I'd see once a year if that.....I love fb for all these reasons.

I don't love that it takes the realness out of some people.

It's so funny to me how you can communicate via fb and share so many friendly thoughts and words...and then you see the same person in person and they get that uncomfortable look and seem so awkward having a real LIVE conversation.

Obviously I'm not delusional. I know that having over 300 or however many "friends" we have via fb...blog followers, etc...doesn't really mean were all "friends" but in a sense it means we feel safe and comfortable sharing pic's of our children, sharing silly stories of our lives, and sometimes building new friendships based on common interests and the fact that our children will be growing up in the same community....

So the fact that the courtesy and comfort lies in a silly computer screen boggles my mind.

When I see you in person....I find it sad that people are not as friendly, act as if that kid in your shopping cart is not the same kid they leave comment after comment on in the pictures you post. It's kinda like the people who you have done their hair for years...and when they stop coming to you (happens all the time we as hair dressers expect this) act like you your going to be angry with them so they avoid you and act as if they haven't shared detailed stories of their life with you... it's okay people....my feelings towards you don't change because you wanted to try someone new to do you hair....it's okay....we can still be friends.

This technology interferes with the realness of people.

OR

Does technology just give people the confidence that they lack in person.

Either way it's kinda a tease.

You don't always get what you see on the book.

Denver...

{Denver}

It's that time again.

Heading South.

P in the back....plenty of DVDs to choose from, a snack bag....

I'm hoping she will use the ear phones this trip so I can listen to my own tunes.....I mean enough Disney is enough.

No plans really.

No time frame.

Just P and I.

Loading up and doing whatever we want.

I like this idea....

I know P and I will do this lot's throughout the years....why not start early?

wardrobe

{wardrobe}

I think he entire wardrobe consists of three brands.

Matilda Jane.

Crew Cuts.

and
Target.



Not those shoes of coarse.

Those shoes (which are too small) were found at some boutique in Sheridan....and of coarse they are her most favorite shoes ever (I was going to put in a box and someone got very very upset with me...so they have been glues to her since). If I let her pick her out fits...this is what you would get form Miss Peyton at age 2.

I thought it was cute....she did a good job.

So...off to the pool we went.

Have your own style P....(please always let it be like mine so I can have this much fun with dressing you forever).

Important

{important}

The narcissist

{the narcissist}

My sister used this word when describing a person the other day. When I don't know exactly what something means I google it and to my surprise I think I know one too many.....

• React to criticism with rage, shame, or humiliation
• Take advantage of other people to achieve his or her own goals
• Have excessive feelings of self-importance
• Exaggerate achievements and talents
• Be preoccupied with fantasies of success, power, beauty, intelligence, or ideal love
• Have unreasonable expectations of favorable treatment
• Need constant attention and admiration
• Disregard the feelings of others, and have little ability to feel empathy
• Have obsessive self-interest
• Pursue mainly selfish goal

Wow right...................................................my best friend Sarah and I have been talking a lot lately about people....and I find this very fitting.

People never seize to amaze.



Character

{character}

"I'll take character over reputation. Your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are".

My lil fishy

{my lil fish}

Our summer has consisted of...

swimming

napping

more swimming.

My lil fish....

You love the water.

Scare the lifeguards (not so much me, surprisingly).

You love to  play "go under" and shockingly you hold your breath the longest most of the time.

You love everyone elses swim toys....not so much your own (unless someone else wants them).

You seem to be perfectly happy with playing by yourself or with Daddy and I....even when we have friends or cousins swimming you choose to be the loan ranger (I'm a loner my self...trust me it's okay).

Which reminds me....I wanted to tell you....

I've noticed as I've gotten older I'm one of the only people I know that is "okay" doing things alone (going places, meeting people, etc) I never feel that "awkward" feeling most people feel.... It's a great quality and I hope you have it (I think you do)! It's very unsettling to me when women don't go places and don't do thing because they "need" someone with them. Just a little life info I want to pass on.

I said to a friend at the pool who was their with her children....it's okay if P would rather play alone......I'm kind of a loner too.... and I love that about you...that your you...and your already comfortable in your own skin.

You started kicking your legs while being under water this week, swimming with your kitty board, and your liking your floaters since you realized how good you can swim with a little extra help....and of course I snapped some pic's to show off how proud of you I am.

Our little fish....we love you.

I know you love this swimming....but the Sunday cone after is your favorite part.

Realization

{realization}

Sometimes in the middle of your average day you realize.....

You can't make people care as much as you do.

Some people are givers and some are takers.

You can go out of your way for people all the time and they may never notice.

You can be a genuine real person in a world full of ..... well the exact opposite....

....And when you realize this is your thought process.... you go take a nap with your sweet precious baby (she'll always be my baby) and you wake up....being grateful for this things that give you pure happiness....without even thinking at all.

Realizing that's all that really matters anyway.

Wont back down.

{wont back down}

I thought I was the only one going to Zac Brown band's concert only knowing like 3 songs....I didn't mind....I was still excited.

I'm not the girl to pretend to be anything or to know things I do not know....so like typical me it was one of the first things I said when we met up with Trish and Darbs....

Trish's response.... "me too...just do this" and since you cant see me I will try to describe what "this" is....

its Trisha....singing a song....just making up her own words as she goes....and smiling....and dancing...and if you know Trish at all...you know exactly what I mean!!!

So when this song played at the end (my sisters favorite) I grabbed Shan and started dancing. We didn't have to make up any words!

We went to Natalia and Blake's wedding Sat and Amber (another friend from high school) said "Trish are you still making up your own words to songs" Trish and I looked at each other and I answered for her.

I LOVE this about my friends.

I LOVE that it's like we never missed a beat...and when we all get together its like were all back in high school....laughing non stop...dancing(sorta)...and stopping to bring up a few old stories that make us laugh some more.

I love that when so many people dread their high school reunions I (and most my friends) can not wait to all get together again!

That's next year by the way.

And while every single one of us is at a completely different stage in our own lives you would never know that by seeing us together.

I feel lucky.

Lucky with friends.

Lucky with family.

Lucky in love.

DJR

{DJR}

AKA

Danny

Dad

Papa.

My younger sister posted this picture tonight.

It was at my birthday dinner this year.

I showed up in the normal....sweats...hair in messy bun..no makeup

and he comes out in this.

I smile big.

On my 21st birthday he wore this exact number to my dinner at Bosco's. Then he came to sidelines and partied it up with me and my friend Nicole.....(I think we stopped before he wanted to).

Any way...on that day I stated this outfit he wore was my favorite on him!

So, this year.....at the good ol age of 27 he walks out....and I smile.

Everyone asked...why are you so dressed up? (we were eating dinner at my moms house with just the fam)

and he said "this is Shelby's favorite outfit". It is!! And I'm so glad Britt took a pic!

How sweet that he remembered. (even the prescription sun glasses;))

Next year I might dress up too....and make it an annual thing!

Love you DJR.

{merry go round}

Our afternoon was spent watching P play her "gwitar" and since Justin Beiber, row row row your boat, and some fresh beat band song. (my LEAST favorite kid show of all times)

Then since the parade is over and she has been asking to go back to it since yesterday....we decided the fair would entertain her just as much as the parade!

She didn't like the merry go round like she thought she would. She held onto me so tight and I was shocked.

My little dare devil not so daring?

Could have guessed the car she was going to pick...

Pink convertible...just like her car parked in the garage...a glimpse of whats to come when we car shop?

Then since she was way under 42' I held her so they wouldn't notice....let her ride a third ride pa pa pa lease!!! strapped her in tight and vroom!!! She loved this ride....but when we asked her favorite? She replied...I want to go right my pink car again!

Fair food!!

Dad was all about corn dogs and lemonade.

That's about as fair food as we get.

 

 

And because we all know how clean that place is.....the clothes cam off at the back door and P went straight into the tub.

Her new thing?

To pretend to look for diving sticks.

I am anxious every time and surprised at how well she hold her breath!!

Today was filled with focus.

Focus on the family

{focus on the family}

We say this a lot at my mom's house. I swear each member of my family (sister, mom, dad, nieces, and nephews) all have some form of ADD. Some took meds for it...others never diagnosed. But positive we all have it!

So my mom takes her two fingers points them back and forth and your eyes and hers and says...."focus on the family".

Tonight I say it because....

it's perspective.

To know her is to love her. She is by far the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen in my entire life.

I remember taking this picture of her thinking her hair looks so long.  Her eyes so blue. Man has she changed.

the eyes now green...and the hair sun bleached more blond every day she still melts my heart like the day she was born.

I need to get more professional pic's of her. Mine just don't cut it. But it's how I see her....everyday....and because it's her...it's perfect enough for me.

I look at this pic and realize how much her teeth have changed since the passy send off!  That was such a success for more reasons than one!

The temper has always been the same...and Edna says she comes by it honestly. I can say....I have found the way to talk her out of this fit thing before it starts.....that was short lived and I'm hoping it doesn't come to visit often:)

And this just reminds me of how silly she is. How she will do anything to make me laugh.

Tonight when I stay awake late...thinking about things people do that I wish they wouldn't, the way people talk but you've already quit listening, the way a persons word means nothing these days....negative thoughts....thoughts that can make a person....UN focused

 I think of my mom and how even though I make fun of her when she says "focus on the family" I find myself say that...to myself.

She is my focus.

She is my family.



Rules to live by

{rules to live by}

if you know me at all you know that it's not abnormal for me to bust out a random song...

This one I bust out more often that you might imagine....and what does Mark think? He usually bobs his head and makes me feel....well...not so weird.

Proof that church camps and Sunday school classes do stick with your children.

(in your singing voices)

Commandment number one you shall have no other God you shall worship only me eee.

Number two don't bow down to idols heaven, earth nor sea ee.

Three do not miss use my name.

Four remember the sabbath day.

Five says honor your father and mother.

Commandment number six says you shall not murder.

dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun

Seven, eight , and nine for spiritual fitness don't commit adultery, steal or bare false witness.

Last but not least number ten don't covet.

That's Gods law let's learn live and love it.

Summer Lovin....

{summer lovin}

Wow....blog slacking.

Summer is flying by.

It doesn't seem like we have gotten much summer weather and June is almost over!



Peyton gave me a taste of the "terrible two's" today.

The pic above is from today....a sweet moment...when she thought it was fun to get her pic taken instead of screaming "no" like she did every other minute of today.

I've been lucky...I've seen plenty of kids embarrass their parents so I guess today was my turn.

I almost wanted to laugh at her...but knew she wouldn't like that so I just took deep breaths in and out while she threw down.

When it was over.....she was back to normal.....and I explained why mama won't respond to her acting that way.

She's as cute as a button and I'm mostly all talk when I sound like tough mama..

I will however leave any place I am at when she throws down like that....how embarrassing! Oh, P!!!

So, tonight I took my sweet little nephews for ice cream....P and Mark were in bed (m recovering from the flu that I am right now feeling a bit of...ugh) and I wanted to get out of the house!!

The boys were excited to try out the new ice cream shop.

One scoop of Scooper Hero, and one scoop of Cotton Candy, pop rocks, sprinkles, and gummy bears later you have.......

We took P the other day and shes been asking to go back since. Sugar tooth P nut!

Other than ice cream we do parks, pools, movies and walks.

It's funny how you get a little sunshine and your too busy to blog or to do much of anything but be outside.

I know its been a long process getting P's big girl room ready for her but we got her this....

and I think she's getting close to sleeping in it..... I tried it out one night and I don't know what she's waiting for!?! It's super cozy....fit for a queen. or a princess named Peyton.

Eye candy

{eye candy}

I like to see pictures like this....and Im not posting this pic to get opinions on what you think of that body type....Im posting it because it is my motivation right now!!!! Damn she looks good!

Why can't I have a personal chef? A in home trainer?

Ah....because my singing voice SUCKS (but we all know I don't let that stop me).

I found a little eyes candy for everyone though:) (I told you I wasn't selfish)

Check out this little number I might have to get. It's on of those finds you spot....and keep looking at over and over....but never put in your cart! Then when you finally give in....they don't have your size!!! Lucky for me I have a friend who likes to shop.....and snags these baby's when I stepped on the brake too long!!



Oh and this little number...If I looked like LeeAnne Rimes....this would be in my closet. Something about black and white stripes....they just do it for me.

But, what I really spend my money on??? Since we all know my wadrobe consists of sweats, sweats, and more sweats....

furniture for that big girl room that is taking me forever to put together!! I am so picky when it comes to furniture!!! I have too many impulse buyers in my life (Mark, Mom, Dad not to call you all out lol) but, I like to buy things I LOVE....HAVE to have sort of feeling....that way I know in 6 months I won't hate it!! So Im eyeing these. I have a black one just like the pink......and Im thinking about sanding it...and painting myself....but I think I would end  up hating it (since I did it) and be un happy. Plus I like the shorter wide dresser...because then miss Peyton could reach all her drawers (not that Im letting her pick her own clothing out anytime soon).

I love the blue....change out the knobs....I also love yellow...which they have. Already sent pics to a dear friend who tell me to buy!!!!

I'll probley listen.......

Oh and these?

I love the colors....

There too cute but I would have no where to put them:(

I need a bigger house (hint hint).

I hope my eye candy has been as enjoyable to you as it is to me.

Passy send off.

{passy send off}

May 19, 2011 we sent the passy"s to the baby angels.

I knew when she turned two it was time.

But, vacation and her getting sick were my excuses to hold off.....(it's not like I held off that long.....she's only 2 and one month old).

I really knew it was time when I took her to her first dentist visit the day before!

She said her teeth looked great (and patted me on the back for noticing a dark spot on one of her molars) which turned out the be nothing just dis coloration....but she said the passy needs to go. It causing  more harm then good now that her teeth are fully grown in...and I knew she would say that.....because her bite reveals that she is for sure a passy girl!

So as I left the dentist I started thinking and explaining to P that today was her last day with her passy....that she better suck on it all she wants because come tomorrow they were all going to be gone.

I wasn't just going to take them!!

NO WAY!! 

I refuse to be the bad guy!

So we went home...napped....and when she woke....we headed to the balloon store!

I let P pick out as many balloons as she wanted and whatever colors she wanted too (besides the giant toy story balloons because ewww)

she was so excited....we watched the lady blow and tie each one...and I don't think she stopped smiling (except to eat her mnm's I got her for her potty training treats).

We came home and collected all the pacifiers (I'm sure we will run into a few here and there considering we had about 20 of them).

She woke up the next day....and it was all about her passy send off!!

The snow wasn't going to stop us...and I knew we had to do it before tumbling...since after tumbling is lunch then naps.

So dad came home...and Nana Jackie came by...

We had P hold on tight since the wind was blowing and it was snowing. She was all dressed for tumbling and was excited to tell Mrs.Dorthy about her balloons.

I think we made it so important to hold on tight she was afraid to let them go! lol

She wanted daddy to hold them!!

We told her to get one last suck in......

and to our surprise she was ready!

She let go and jumped and scram as she watched them fly off....she stood on her tip toes laughing the whole time!

And when she couldn't see them anymore....she turned around to tell us all about it!!! Laughing sooo much.

It was so happy and fun....and no tears like I expected!!

She is so funny....telling Jackie all about it (like she wasn't there watching).

And then it was off to tumbling.

I was waiting for a melt down....

that never happened....

and almost a week later I am happy to report that we still have yet to see a "melt down".

She has only asked for it 2 or 3 times.....and only 1 of those times was she sad.

Her sleeping schedule has only changed in the fact that at nap time she talks for like 30 minutes before falling asleep, and wants you to stay in her room tickling her arms before bed (which Mark and I both love). So the passy send off = success.

Maybe she was ready.

Maybe we worry more than they do about these things.

Maybe making it a positive fun activity made it easier on her?

Either way....it's not near as hard as I thought it would be, the passy's are gone, and Mark and I are both proud parents.

Good job P...your our big girl now!!

{my mother always said}

{my mother always said}

"I'm sorry you feel that way".

And

I hated it when she said that.

Yet, again...things she always said seem to ring true the older I get.

That saying....along with

"actions speak louder than words"

I am big on that saying.

I am all about action...less about talk.

I think talk is cheap.

So since I'm not as good with words anyway....I always let my actions do the talking.

It's funny being a mom now....and the older I get how many things/sayings/rules...my mom taught us that use to drive me nuts.....are some of the most important lessons I've held onto.

Thinking about these today.

And being proud that my actions always speak louder than my words.

I hope to pass this onto you P. Because I think it's so important. Once of my best friends told me the other day " everyone considers you a best friend Shelby...it doesn't make them all best friends to you". And I appreciated that conversation...because even if people are not the best of friends to you....you can always be to them....and that to me was a compliment.

Thank you mom...for saying these annoying things all the time....because I'm thankful they stuck in my head all these years.

While the baby sleeps....

{while the baby sleeps}

Today was an event full day.

Normally I wake up and the only set in stone plan we have all day is nap time.

Today I woke before seven am.

I brushed my teeth packed Capone up in the truck and headed for the vet.

He had no clue what he was in for. Poor pup.

He was all excited!!! Weighed a lean 80.1 lbs. (which is great it means I dropped him 10 lbs in the last year).

I almost gave him a treat for sitting so good.....before the lady yelled "NO he cant eat". Oh ya.....duh!!!
And because they didn't call before 11 I called them to check on him (I am that girl, that girl you tell you will call before noon....and if I think you should be done...I'll call and check on you".

He was in recovery and doing great!! YAY.

She sent 3 masses in for biopsy to be safe....most likely just fatty tumors....but I like the "to be safe" part.

His teeth on the other hand need a bit more attention from mama.

OOPS..

all along I was worried about Peyton's teeth (who went to her first dentist apt today and checked out healthy and clean).

I guess Ill be playing dentist to Capone now too!

The only "bad" news....which I already knew was its time to toss the passy!!

I was going to after her 2nd birthday (it was only last month).

However the trip to AZ wasn't going to be the time I took it away, then we get home...settled back into routines....sick with the croup...I just couldn't take it....and I feel really bad because unlike most kids...my daughter speaks....and speaks well!!

 So she makes it clear that the angel babies and baby cows (and every other baby I tried to say needed them more than she does) don't get her passy...and when she says "i not a big girl mama, I little bitty tiny baby girl". I think "your right you are just my baby".

So the dentist made it clear....after 2 it cause more bad than good.

So....tomorrow is the day.

The passy send off.

Ill make sure to post pic's of my brilliant (Jackie's brilliant) plan!

Let's hope she thinks it's cool....and doesn't start a hate relationship with balloons.

red, white, and blue.

{red, white, and blue}

Some people just do NOT get my style.

I think it's because I don't have a particular style.

I love something about every trend and I'm not afraid of them.....weird right...me....not afraid!!!

I so want that top and those shorts....loose fit....I hate tight shorts...I think there cuter loose....but I so love this outfit minus the shoes....add some flip flops.

I'm so not even the girl who does anything fun for the 4th anyway...but whats not patriotic about that outfit?

Since I don't go to the lake (we might be the only ones in Casper who don't) and since I don't spend my 4th of July drinking all day and night....I thought about these bottles.....

I'm sure I could find some red straws too.....make some yummy jello treats....red and blue of coarse...and celebrate our own way.

I think Ill find any excuse to buy my outfit!

I think I'm just bored....web surfing at 11:30 pm because I can't sleep.

Found more bumps on Capone and like always I'm worrying myself sick.

I imagine the worst....and I just wish doggies could live as long as we do. It's just not fair to think someday Capone wont be here with us....he doesn't do much....he sleeps a lot really....he always has. But he is the sweetest dog ever....anyone who knows him....will tell you the same thing. Such a good dog. Always has been. He's is beautiful too! And such a baby.

When he was just a puppy he slept under Mark and I's bed....can you imagine him now? 90 lbs and still tries to squeeze whatever part of his body fits under it......lol...

P even knows where Capone always is......"he trying to go under you bed mama".

Our sweet Capone.....P's "bra der" I hope he is okay.

Just like any good mama....were taking him in asap again....because I'm worried sick.

Pray for pony:) Please and thank you!