Do you ever just want to run away....

And FAR? You don't care if anyone ever finds you?!?! You don't even care if there is shopping? gasp!
I am so over being the cook, cleaning lady, the chauffeur, the"I need you to call/do this" girl, the butt wiper, the referee, the crap sorter, the the EVERYTHING!
My eyeballs hurt today.

Potty Talk...

My mom hates it. Everyone else loves it. We are not suppose to talk about it at her dinner table. It just seems to slip and happens every time.
So on the topic of potty talk. I have had it with poop and pee. I'm done. I am threatening one that he will be going on the potty if he doesn't stop blowing out his diaper. Then in the same breath telling the other she will go back in diapers if she doesn't wipe, flush and wash...EVERY TIME!
Accckkkkkk.
Henry loves to pee on the floor. He even did the unthinkable on the bathroom floor last week. He was kind enough to get out of the tub to do it and then hop back in. Lucky Sophie. When does it end? I don't want to deal with poop or pee anymore!!!!
Oh and is my kid the only one who poops as soon as we get somewhere? Why? My friend Cara said her kids only poop at home. She never has to change Cash when we are out. Henry feels the need to let loose everywhere but HOME.
Someone save me from the insanity!

Swooooon!

I adore this dress. This one will be tough. Here's the thing...
I buy boutique when I know I can resell it. I get it full price (usually with a discount code.) only if it is hot and selling out. I usually buy on mark down so I know I can get my money back.
This dress was made in ONE size and only one was made. No mark downs. A girl can dream...
http://mybeautifulsophia.com/shop/index.php?manufacturers_id=35

A death in the family....

Orange. The beloved gold fish of Sophie. Papa took Sophie to the pet store about a year ago and picked out the whole works for a fish. The orange fish was named, well Orange. Duh!
Orange passed sometime in the night last night.
Sophie: uh, mom. Orange is all white.
Me: Ok, well. Honey, Orange died.
Sophie: Oh no. Orange died? Hmmm, well get the reciept and we'll take her back to the store.

MOMS DAY OUT!!!!

Can you hear the choir sing in the background. It was a little slice of Heaven today.

For my birthday all I wanted was a whole day of ME! No kids, no cleaning, just whatever I wanted. This wish was granted from mom and dad.

I cleaned the house like a mad woman Thursday night. I know myself. I would have wanted to get it clean on my day off.

The kids went to garden and work with Papa and Gaga all day.

I dropped the kids off just after 8. I came home, climbed back in bed and watched the today show. (well we don't have cable, so its our only half fuzzy channel.)

I checked email, eBay and so on.

I exercised and took the LONGEST peaceful shower EVER. No one came in to go potty, cry or tattle.

I GOT READY! I even put makeup on. I put jeans on. No yoga suit today.

I went to mall to use a bunch of gift cards. Of course I spent them all on the kids. I got my favorite sandwich for lunch and a diet coke. I bought Henry a bed frame. I came home and climbed in bed with my laptop. I paid bills, browsed, emailed, and so on.

I fell asleep. NO ONE woke me up, NO ONE destroyed the house. It was quiet, It was clean when I woke up. I laid for a little bit and watched some ridiculous people on Dr. Phil...again, half a channel.

I finally pulled myself out to go get the kids at my moms.

TODAY WAS HEAVEN!!!

Thanks, Mom and Dad.

Sophie reads scriptures...

Sophie loves to "read" her scriptures after we read as a family. She comes up with some wild stuff. Tonight it was...

"Jesus died for us, and then he moved to Chicago."

errrrrr, huh?

She has the important parts down.

Broken Angel Wings!

Sam's mom sent me the nicest birthday gift. It was this book about mothers...

Then she also sent this willow tree statue.

Do you see those lovely angel wings? I thought, "How nice, someone thinks I am an angel."
I mean I kind of always thought I was, didn't you?

How ironic that Henry snapped the wings off in less than 60 seconds out of the box. This is the story of my life.

Thank you, Judy!

My BUTT is killing me...

I know that will create a visual for most that do NOT want it.
Let me tell you Mommy Fit(as I call it) and the hill of pain and death in the same day=cant.get.out.of.bed.the.next.day!
Woooooweeeee!
You know the kind of soar where wimper and whine just to go to the bathroom?
Mommy Fit is a little somin' somin' Cara and I do with the kids. We go to GrassLawn Park and do lines, squat jumps, lunges, and sprints across the soccer fields. Pure entertainment for on-lookers, I am sure.
The kids love it. Cara says we should do a biggest loser camp for chubby kids. How fun would that be?
Again, I think I am the fittest fat person I know.
I just keep plugging along.

PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!

Yes, delectable. Yes, only 2 WW points. Yes, very healthy.

No longer aloud in the Eastman Home.

Consider yourselves warned.

Car wash advice from the "big sister"

Henry: No ca wa, mommy. NOOOOOO!

Sophie: Henry, it is totally ok. You know I'm a big sister and I'm not scared.

Henry: Whimper, whine, Nooooo.

Sophie: Henry if you want to be the awesomest like me, really the coolest girl like me, you can't cry.

Henry: ( look of-where did you come from.)

Me: Sophie, that was so nice of you to take care of your brother.

Sophie: Mom, I'm the awesomest big sister ever ever.

I'm NOT "that" mom...

I have been having some deep reflection lately on my mom skills. I was pondering going up the hill of pain and death. After the trip we met Cara and her kids at Mcdonald's for a treat and play time. I watched moms at Mcdonald's. I don't think I am "that" mom. The mom that hovers over her kids to make sure they are ok. That wipes their mouth after every bite. That gets down and plays with them all the time.
You know, the one whose kids know all the answers in church. The one who makes her kids matching tote bags for church. The one who has their child read church books and the Friend in church. Unlike myself who forgets to screen the church bag before we sit down in Sacrament meeting and naked barbies come out.
Mine cries when Sharing time has presents as an object lesson but there is no birthday cake.
In fact, I'll confess. I hide from my kids. When we are at Grandma's I like to hide out where they can't find me sometimes. My kids love songs they shouldn't. They think burping and farting is hilarious. I often look at "those moms" and feel bad.
Today was one of those days.
But then when we snuggled tonight to watch a movie before bed and they fought over who got to lay next to me and literally piled on top of me, I knew I was ok. Maybe not the best mom, but they'll take me for now.

The Hill of Pain and Death!!!!

My loves in life...
1. My kids and Sam, and extended family(of course).
2. Shopping
3. Exercise
4. Ebay/Resell
The hill of paing and death...
aka the hill to grandma and grandpa's house. Its a tough walk for most.
I LOVE to exercise. It never seems to get me any skinnier, but I love it none the less. I do it 6 times a week.
So I have been challenging myself from the usual runs/walks. I decided to push, YUP PUSH, my kids in the double jogger up THAT hill. My kids and the jogger weigh just over 100 lbs. I know, I have huge kids. It is a KILLER, but feels so good. Sophie always like to cheer me on as I'm panting on the way up. "Come on mom, you are almost there."
Yeah, thanks. Now go back to eating your treats and riding along while I die.

I have done it almost 20 times now and I can't say it has gotten easier yet.

My favorite of all....

Erin sent us a disk of all the pictures from the shot and I am in love with this picture. Great work Erin. It's very cute!!

Such Compassion...

Me: oweeeeeee!

Sophie: What's wrong, Mom?

Me: Mommy's back hurts so bad.

Sophie: Oh Mommy, you should go lay down on the couch. Before you do, I'm gonna need one more turkey dog and some cheese.

Sophie's first job!

OK, not really. She modeled for a new designer of custom kids clothes. She was such a ham and had so much fun.
A great photographer, Erin, took her pictures. She is married to Sam's friend Greg Perry. It was fun to watch Sophie in action. Thanks Erin for doing this.

It's my passion!!

Children's Boutique Clothing!!!
I can't get enough of it. I have almost mastered the art resell. I get all and then some back when I resell. I LOVE IT!
My latest find that I am so in love with is a brand of organic clothes called Misha Lu. I searched high and low for Sophies size and finally found it.

PROGRESS!!!!

I went from this....








adding dressers and boxes full....

to this....





Thats all thats left. I sold 100 of my wood hangers and have 40 empty ones left.

This kids kills me...

Sophie: Mom I get to eat what I want today.

Me: Why is that?

Sophie: I had salad pee.

Me: You had what?

Sophie: I had salad pee in the potty.

Me: Ummmm, I don't know what you mean.

Sophie: You know when Henry had a salad poop yesterday and you said he was ready to start eating things again? I just had a salad pee.

Me: I think you mean SOLID POOP!

Henry turned 2!!!

I can't believe he is 2 already!
We had a racing party that was tons of fun. Yes, the sweet hats were a hit.



Yup, I totally made the cake.