The Bra- Thanks Brenda!!

What Religion is Your Bra?
A man walked into the ladies department of Myer's
and shyly walked up to
the woman behind the counter and said,
'I'd like to buy a bra for my wife. '
' What type of bra?'
asked the clerk.
'Type?' inquires the man, 'There's more than one type?'' Look around,'
said the saleslady,
as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, colour and material imaginable.
'Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from .'
Relieved, the man asked about the types.
The saleslady replied:
'There are the Catholic,
the Salvation Army,
the Presbyterian,
and the Baptist types.
Which one would you prefer?'
Now totally befuddled,
the man asked about
the differences between them.
The Saleslady responded,
'It is all really quite simple. .
The Catholic type supports the masses;

The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen;
The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright;

The Baptist type makes mountains out of molehills.'
Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters used
to define bra sizes?
If you have wondered why,
but couldn't figure out
what the letters stood for,
it is about time
you became informed!
(A} Almost Boobs...

{B} Barely there...

{C} Can't Complain!..

{D} Dang!...

{DD} Double dang!...

{E} Enormous!...

{F} Fake...

{G} Get a Reduction...

{H} Help me, I've fallen
and I can't get up!...

Is this post just plain tacky or what?? I laughed, though.

My 200th Post: An Ode to Brian

My cute hubby and I made a deal this morning. I told him I would clean the whole house if he cleaned the toy room. I think he thought he was getting the good end of the stick... Yeah, not so much. I had my share done and took a nap in the time it took him to clean the toy room. He did such a good job, though. Check it out!!

Check out the clean, organized closet. The other day it was so messy that Oaklee stood on a pile of junk and took stuff off the top shelf. That is like 6 feet high of toys and junk!!

Thanks Honey, I owe you one!!winkwink

Go Devils!!

Jaxson loves ASU. It was one of his first words. He yells "Go Devils" whenever football is on. He loves "Big Farky". He wants a "Big Farky" room when we move. I have a great idea. I want to paint his next room like a stadium. Like the carpet is the middle of the football field? Okay, I guess you will all have to wait and see to get the full picture:)

Meet Frank!!

My Mom's friend, Sue, got a new turtle named Frank.

They took the kids over to meet him.

Check out Oaklee and her little plastic turtle in her shadow and Frank.

Facebook

I joined facebook today and I have no friends, so you all need to go be my friend :) Brian stole all of my friends:) Scottee Page Barry

I Rock!!

I made the mistake of ordering a 40 pound box of apples the week before the Fairytale Festival. Luckily, they all stayed good and today, I learned a new skill. I made homemade apple pie filling. I made 14 jars and still have more than 1/2 a box of apples left. My sister in law gave me an applesauce recipe that I am going to try with the other half of the box. I am so proud of myself. Brian asked if it would be cheaper to buy applesauce at the store. I told him to leave me alone and carry the 40 pound box of apples:) I know he will be excited about the yummy apple pie filling with his ice cream. I decided that my favorite part of canning is hearing the little "POP" when the lids seal. It is such a satisfying noise. I realize I need to get a life, but hey,my house sure smells good!!

Blame it on the Hormones.

I keep reading and hearing about people loosing babies. It is not supposed to be this way. They are supposed to get old and bury us. I never thought My husband and I would have to order a 18 inch pink casket. I cry when I hear about people loosing their sweet babies. I know why and I understand why, but it seems to be happening more now than ever. Or maybe it is something that touches my heart more fully now that I have one of my children in Heaven waiting for me. I get scared that this little baby may not come. I am sure this is a natural fear, but I want it here so badly. I will blame this post on the hormones... dry my eyes... and keep going... happily:)

The Fairytale Festival Part Two!!

The Kids with Dewey the Water Droplet.

My Wimpy kids did not pet most of the animals in the petting zoo.

This Duck bit Greg in the butt... Pretty funny to his sister.

Jaxson on the pony ride with Grandpa.

Oaklee on a pony with Dad. Charlee was too wimpy to get on.

Our clan waiting in the pony ride line. Check out Oaklee in front... funny.

Makoa checking out the ponies through the fence.

Our group with Smokey Bear (aka Uncle Greg).

Charlee got a rainbow face paint.

Oaklee got a dolphin.

Makoa was pooped out by the end of the day. He was sticky from cotton candy and was chasing 7th grade girls around. Such a little flirt.

It was such a fun day... I can't wait until next year... or can I???

The Fairytale Festival

Today was the Fairytale Festival for our school. It went great! We have been planning since October and it went better than I expected. I was in charge of Ticket Sales and Advertising. This was fun for me. I love to make posters and to see how well they are received. I had a great helper named Rachelle. It was fun getting to know someone new. I will post the pics later... Now I am going to bed!! 10 hours makes for a long day for a fat Prego! I also won 2 raffle prizes. A cute beach basket and 25 burritos from Baja Fresh(Brian was stoked about that win). All in all, great day, but very exhausting and very worth the smiles on the kids faces!

Things I May Regret Later

So, I have been thinking about the fall at school. I love my kid's Charter School. It is great. I have met many great people and have had fun being on different committees, but they are on my short list today. Oaklee does not turn 5 until September 15th and the cutoff date for our school is September 1st. So What? Do I hold Oaklee back for a whole year because she is 2 weeks too late (She was born 5 weeks early... If she followed the rules, we wouldn't have this topic to cover). Oaklee loves to try to read. She is getting good and she is READY for Kindergarten. Well, there is a new charter school going up by our house. They will take Oaklee. I respect many of the people involved with the start up of this new school. They talked me into going where Charlee is now and I am so glad I went there. Will I regret moving Charlee? Will I regret starting Oaklee early? My little sister in law was held back because of her BDay. All of her church friends are in 8th grade while she is in 7th. That stinks!! But then I think of having my 13 year old in high school where some 19 year old Senior will like her and cringe. High School is also the only time to go to dances and she can't do that until she is a Junior. That stinks too. See my Dilemma?? Any Advice??

Bad Mom Bad Mom Bad Mom

Right when Jax got his new potty, Oaklee took out the pee guard thing and said, "Jaxson, you put your weenie in here and it will catch the pee". True, but a little girl shouldn't be teaching the boy to pee. I hope the new baby is a boy so Jax can teach someone else his wisdom later. He put his potty in Brian's bathroom because, "Boy potty in boy bathroom. Jaxson and daddy have beep beeps"(his word for weenie). Yes. I am so bad for posting this, but I laughed my head off and I thought some of you may get a kick out of it. hehe

My Little Man!!

The New Potty
The candy bowl (had to move it already:))

I have a CRAZY week this week, so why did I decide to choose this week to start potty training Jax??? Because he is sooooo ready!! He went pee 6 times today and stayed dry all day. Yeah. He likes to go so he can get a piece of candy. I have resorted to bribery with my baby. I am just so excited to have no kids in diapers. This has not happened for more than 6 years. At one point we had 3 kids in 3 sizes of diapers. I am looking forward to the new baby's diapers. They aren't as gross as a 3 year old... EEEWWW!! Brian thinks Jax will kill me when he sees this pic, but it is too funny to hold back.