:: I don't think I've mentioned it here yet, but my bestie is pregnant. I am over the moon for her and so very excited to meet her little one. Actually right now I'm more excited to plan her a baby shower, I love a good party. Parties + babies = like the best thing ever, right? Well this past Friday they had a little gender reveal party. And I got to be the one who knew the good stuff! I opened the envelope Friday morning, and was thrilled to discover they were having a boy. So after a trip to Party City for balloons, I loaded up the box. Unfortunately only three balloons would fit and still have them pop out, so I suggest if you plan to do something similar, get a very wide box, smaller balloons, or come up with a way for them to pop up better. Nonetheless, it was still very exciting to watch my friends discover the news...
:: We need some help over here. Ryann is OBSESSED with picking things. Such as her lips, her nose, her fingernails, scabs... you name it, she wants to pick at it. Right now she has approximately eight scabs on her legs from scratching/picking at bug bites. I'm at a complete loss for what to do. We've tried telling her they'll get infected. Threatening to take things away. Band-aids. Footed pajamas. Socks on her hands. NOTHING is working. She mostly does it at night, or if she is left alone for too long. It was annoying and gross when it was just her lips, but these bug bites seriously will get infected if we can't do something about it soon. Any suggestions? Anyone know how to make it stop all together?
love these girls, but ugh, band-aid city
:: My e-mail inbox is out of control with comments that I haven't responded to. I usually try to keep my inbox under 100 messages (I have some stuff saved in there that I just haven't wanted to delete or sort into other folders). Right now? 228 messages. Stupid, just stupid. I need to just sit down and go through them. In all honesty I'll probably just delete most of the comment e-mails without a response, unless it was a question. I apologize, know that I do read every comment and appreciate all the love, support and insight I get from you guys. I mean that from the bottom of my heart.
:: Chubby little rolls and drool bubbles. You're welcome.
:: Elsie is asleep and Ryann is in her room for quiet time. I should workout. Or do laundry. Or something productive. But I just don't want to. I either want to nap, or eat. Or shop online. One of those is probably more beneficial than the others... Maybe I'll just do some sit-ups and call it good. Walking around Target counts as light cardio, right? Right.