Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Sorry

Dear allisandria,
  I am sorry for yelling at you today.  I am sorry I was a horrible mother today.  The only thing you did wrong was beg for my attention...which wasn't even wrong.  I promise from here on out...no more sewing while you are awake.  I love you, even though you darn near chopped my pinky off with the rotary cutter.
Love,
Mommy


Xoxo, Tricia

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Happy Day!

Happy Sunday!  A little BYU love and silly pics of us all!! 
Make your own shirts instead of buying them...I pretty much spent close to nothin.  Love freezer paper!


Xoxo, Tricia

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

boutique

today its bloomers...tomorrow...baby leggs!

Bubbles

Just another day with bubbles.  We had been out for a while and I kept on telling her we would get more...but of course I always forgot.  She reminded me yesturdar at the party store as we wlked by the bubble isle.  We got a six pack.  Bubbles are so cheap I don't really care if she spills them and such.  What does bug me is when she is doing it and makes a mess of her hands then proceeds to rub her eyes...smart.  I forget that she has never gotten soap in her eyes.  How else would she know? Funny girl


Xoxo, Tricia

Friday, September 10, 2010

Seriously

This my poison...couldn't have asked for more on a day like today.  Both girls...naps...non existant. Thanks Stacy for the reinforcement!


Xoxo, Tricia
These are the two little nuggetts that inspire me, strengthen me and make me laugh.  It is fun having two.


Xoxo, Tricia

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Family dog pile



Let the fun begin...there's nothing like a good Baby Einstein movie, some pillows, a princess sofa, a freshly bathed fat baby who smells like lavender baby lotion, a man who is wrapped around all our fingers, and two dogs that will do anything for a good snuggle, and of course mom taking the pictures.  Good night every one!
Xoxo, Tricia

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Really=?UTF-8?B?Pw==?=

So I just went and got the van washed inside and out.  I pull up to the guy to tell him what I want and he proceeds to tell me I look like the perfect model for a mini van commercial with my makeup on and my baseball cap on...and the two kids in the back.   I am not sure how to take that...either I have conformed to the image I loath the most, a mormon mom waggin around in a flippen mini van, or he thinks I am a hot mom...I will take that he thinks I am hot... ;0)


Xoxo, Tricia

Sunday, September 5, 2010

What a day


Today was one of those days at church.  A day where the spirit was so strong that I almost had to step out of sacrament meeting because I was crying so bad.  Man the tears were just streamin.  Then of course it calls attention and people were asking me if I was ok...I am okay...just an over whelming day.  Here are th reasons why I cried.

Our ward is awesome...looooooove our leadership...love our friends...I don't want to leave and I know if dave find a job in WA soon then we will be leaving but not from my choice.  I can't see myself living anywhere else.  This is my home...my friends are my home...even the scorpions...well maybe not those...but what could I possibly hunt up in washington with a black light. ..dog pee?

Then all the lessons were amazing. ..we are so responsible for being missionaries being members of the church.  It is hard but the payoff is fantastic.
Even though Sunday s are especially hard with pia not getting a nap, she was horrible as usual but tonight I just want to kiss her to death.  I live hearing her talk. .her little two year old voice.

I love my husband. ..sunday is always hard for us. But at the end of the day I loooooove him so much.  He really does love me.
I have it.  Even through all the crappy stuff I go through every day....but at the end of the day I am living my dream. Married, kids, stay at home mom...who runs two home business.  I love my life... crap,  scorpions and all.

Xoxo, Tricia

Saturday, September 4, 2010

The end of the week

This needs to be a ritual at the end of every week...pedicures are Gods way of telling us "good job for not killing your 2 year old this week" or "good job doing the dishes...again...for the 10th time today."  Since I don't do alcohol, this will have to do.

This week especially has been hard even though just the opposite, it has been great.
I danced a lot with Allisandria
Then...she knocks Bella over from sitting up
I built a huge tower out of blocks
Then...she runs from me at the grocery store, and as I go to grab her, I slip and fall right on my butt. I then get up and drag her to the next isle where Bella is patiently waiting in the cart.
Allisandria laid by Bella and played pat a cake
Then...she decided naptime was for the birds and spent "naptime" in timeout, on her bed reading books, while I worked on things that I can't do but in naptime.
Went to the park and took the dogs for a walk
Then...Bo threw up all day from what I think was heat exhaustion from the walk.  I took him in the morning.  It hadn't hit 100 yet and we had been wlking them multiple times a week for a couple of weeks.  So my house smelt "amazing", had to cancel hair appointments cause I didn't want to offend anyone with the smell, and made a late trip to the store to pick up fabreeze candles and borrow Mar's carpet cleaner...whhhew! Done...wait not yet.
Even though Allisandria didn't take a nap, she was a pretty good girl...
Then after dinner she was complaining about her toe that she stubbed earlier in the week and cut the toe nail off in the quick.  We told her we would put a bandaid on and give her medicine and put a sock on,  she wasn't having it.  We forced her. Dave held her down as I put neosprin and the bandaid on.  Kicking and screaming, she peed on Dave...he was rightfully pissed,  but forgot to console his daughter who was histerical at thatb point.  She was freeeeeaking out. I picked her up, pee and all and held her, tooker her clothes off...still screaming...got her in her jammies.  She asked to go to bed. I snuggled with her, then dad came in and wanted a kiss...she wouldn't give him one.  She really was mad at him...sad.  I am sure he felt like crap.
Life can only get better right?   Then the Lord whispers in my ear...."may get better,  but things will be harder too. Aren't you excited?"
Just get me throught the 2's stage and ask me that again.

Xoxo, Tricia

Friday, September 3, 2010

sneak peek!












just got the girls pictures taken last night...this is just what I got with my phone...just wait till you see what the photographer got!!!!

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

The scorpion master

This little flash light is something that the Lord made so that I could have a cheap thrill.  I have been wanting to hunt for these suckers for sometime now, but only had a huge gigantic halloween black light.  Then my sweet friends blogged about this amazing tool and I got gitty.
  Today my good friend and I went to lowes to get somethings....this was on my list.  As we swam in her pool today we were accompanied by a huge wolf spider that was bigger than any I have ever seen.   The sucker walked on water...not cool.  So we both were freakin about who was gonna kill it...I won that prize.  I tried, the thing ran on the water into the filter thing.  We screamed and jumped out of the pool like no ones business.  Trying to assure my little pia that everything was okay.  She took the lid off the filter in the cool decking and there it was. I had to lift the basket out of the whole while the whole time the thing is just inches away from my fingers.  I dropped it, screamed and marideth smashed it with her flip flop....that was just a preview of what was about to happen tonight.
I got my shoes on (closed toed) my hammer and my new scorpion king light.  I found a little sucker right in a little crevace.  Flabbergasted and excited, a little pissed and scared, my beating heart dragged me to the door as I yelled at Dave to come see.  He came out with me and held the light while I attempted to beat the crap out of this deadly thing...the hammer was no match.  The tiny little scorpion scurried its glowing little body into the crack.  Dang!
  I continued on to the side of the house. Nothing.  Back to the center and on.  Luck! Kind of.  In another crack I could see the front legs peeking out.  Not enough for a kill.  It got scared and completely dissappeared out of my lights sight.  I continued on to the other side.  Bam!  Big one right on the wall for a perfect kill.  Dave held the light again as the thing started scurring.  I beat the crap out of that one while throwing a few little cusses it's way.  That is the picture you see.  See how they glow?  It is amazing.  So I am totally sure that the Lord made them glow for a reason.  It is the only way to find the stinkers.  Plus I am sure he laughs when he watches us get all geared up for the hunt.  Marideth was supposed to accompany me tonight, but her son had his first football game and they were celebrating.  Tomorrow though.....huh!  That will be fun.  Video and audio baby...the scorpion queens documentary.  Stay tuned!
The best $15 I spent in a long time.  This will be a nightly activity for me for many many night!  I feel so...empowered...self reliant...like I have saved the life of someone...lol.  I save lives a lot ;0).
Night! Don't let the scorpions bite (sting).


Xoxo, Tricia