Note to self...

...don't give your potentionally sick child strawberry milk and put him in the car...the pink doesn't really go with my interior!

A trip a Friendly's

Sunday night randomly called for a trip to for some ice cream on our cheat night, so Kell, Justin Kyle and I headed for Friendly's. While waiting for a table (why it took so long at 8pm on Sunday night in the middle of winter I'll never know) 4 little cheerleaders come around the corner to play the claw game. They are all decked out in the gear; blinding gold costume's, sparkles for days and giant ribbons in their hair. They are adorable, probably peewees on their way home from a successful competition. Giggle, giggle as they try to grab a toy from the machine. For a solid 3 minutes Kyle starred at them....in awwww, jaw dropped, mouth wide open, intently watching the girls. Kell, Justin & I are watching him because it's so cute and they are playing away. I'm thinking "oh boy, he's already checking out the chicks and he's got good taste going for the cheerleaders" (I'm bias having once been a cheer girl) I'm picturing this scene 15 years from now, him in a letter jacket (I know, I know, just go with me here) watching the grown up cheer girls pondering his next move. Then Kyle's little voice breaks my flash forward and says to me with a look of discovery "Mama, are those elf's?" (Go ahead, I'll give you a minute to stop laughing) We ALL bust up laughing....Kell, Justin, Me, the woman getting ready to seat us and the girls, ironically with little elf giggles! He starts to question himself after carefully trying to determine what they were for that 3 minutes and gets embarrassed when we all laugh. Poor thing. "No honey, but they do look all dressed up like elves." We explain the difference and the girls are still giggling. After we are seated he's still laughing and flirting with them at the table across from us. We can hear the girls telling their Mom of Kyle and they head over to our table with the teddy bear that they won from the machine. In unison " Santa wanted us to give this to you for being such a good boy!" How sweet! Then we proceeded to eat ice cream until we could puke.....

Memory? Nope, don't look here

How is it that I have a son who's only 2 1/2 and when visiting a beautiful new baby today it seemed as though Kyle came out at 2 1/2? Is my memory really that terrible. Let me answer that 2 fold. 1. YES my memory really is that terrible. I am always scratching my head when someone says "Remember when?" Very rarely do I remember...I believe that the are stating the truth and that the memory they recall did actually take place, I however have no recollection. Even when sometimes that person gets into it and says "Ya know, we were with so and so and you were wearing such and such?" Nope, sorry, got me! It's awful. I think Kelley got 99% memory and I got 1%. She can remember a conversation we had when she was 3 for crying out loud! I will say that my short term is much better than my long term. Blocking things out maybe? Who knows. 2. Yes, so much does happen in the short time of 2 1/2 years, especially when it has to do with the growth of a child. That is for sure. That I know...I mean, I think I remember it to be... Anyway, Kyle stood next to baby Delaney today and my heart sank. 1st of all because she's a perfect little baby girl and 2nd because my little baby is not a baby anymore. I can't say that I got that twinge in my gut to have another, but I was certainly jolted with the hard cold reality of Kyle growing up. Doesn't need a burp anymore, doesn't reach for my face with wiggly arms, doesn't snuggle (often enough) anymore. For a kid born to two vertically challenged people, he looked like a Giant today! I found myself TRYING to remember what it was like when he was that tiny and I thank the good lord that I'm a psycho with a camera. I don't think I'd remember much if I didn't have an entire hard drive full of memories to keep me in the loop. Video too. I found myself trying to give advice to my friend with a newborn and questioned a lot. Did I do that when he was 6 weeks or 6 months? Did he eat cereal at 4 months or 6? When did he grown out of the swaddlers pampers, when did he grow out of the 0-3month onesies, when did he stop using the little bubba's? Did I give birth to this kid?????!!!
I'd assume most mother's find themselves in this moment from time to time and I'll guess it's not the last time I have to check the photo album to make sure time hasn't literally passed me by when he's taking the keys and running out the door. And I'll probably have to check back to this blog to remind myself that I felt this way today... Memory? Nope, don't look here!

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit Adorable!

Mia's Birthday Party

Mia, the oldest Mitchell girl, turned 4! She had an awesome birthday party sleepover. Mia loves Hannah Montana and her Mom set up Rock Start stations so that they could become rock star's for the night.....hair, makeup, wardrobe, nails and even a green room where rock starts eat. It was so much fun! Seeing where Kyle is often the only little boy among the chicks, Hannah had a pirate outfit for him and a basketball set set up...guess what he wanted to do?? Dress up and have his makeup done!!! The makeup artist took mercy on me and gave him a cat face and the hair stylist gave him a cool spike :) Here are some of the pics....

Happy Birthday, Autnie Erin!

Have a wonderful birthday! We LOVE you!!!

Happy Birthday Bapa Billy Bob!!!

The big 6-0 and looking good :) Love you, Dad!!!

Kitchen & Bath Remodel...

This has been a LONG time coming as you'll see in photos and no this is not an optical illusion....my kitchen did look like this and it does look like this now....so much work and fun and VERY happy with the result. I just ran my dishwasher for the 1st time ever in my life! Here you go, before....and after shots!

And after!

Worth every penney, worth the last week of living without a kitchen (and bathroom - the 1 bathroom we have) . Now I better get to cookin'! I'll post bathroom shots too - I'm just so tired tonite....

Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeow!