Thursday, September 30

Weekly Surf + Our Week in Photos:

Photo 1: Conrad during lunch time with yogurt on his face & his little lip out. Presh.
Photo 2: Conrad at 8:00pm (when he should have been in bed....) in his pj's without shoes,
eating sea weed snack, leaving a piece of it on his face for later.....
glaring at the lady behind us at Trader Joe's. Rude.
Conrad telling me to "get out of the way of the TV, Sponge Bob is on!!! Move it mom!"
The finger under the chin gets me.

Weekly Surf:

Inspired by vintage letters
Yes, I busted out my favorite x-mas tunes this week
I need this & this & this for winter please
What a fashionable little family they are
For your little fox to wear for winter
A not-so-ugly sweater to wear to your next ugly x-mas sweater party
Drooling over this house
I'm SO painting a chalkboard-headboard in my next guest bedroom
One rebel's Guide To Joy
The inspiration for my latest craft project I'm working on at the moment 
I'm really enjoying these quotes
A lovely princess party with amazingly-creative details
This weeks running song of choice

The three of us in the car right after we left a church picnic/back yard movie night:
Clearly, our son thinks we're weird. He has no idea what he's in for.
Conrad flipping the camera off...Sinner.
And then laughing at us, laughing at him flipping the camera off. Little booger.
{Have a happy Thursday dolls! Vampire Diaries tonight!!!!!}
You can't tell, but I'm squealing.

Tuesday, September 28

A Day at the Fair:

Here is a little sneak peek of the three of us taken by my friend Bobbie.

{More to come shortly!}
here is a photo Bobbie took when the turd was a tiny-turd.
and also one of us when we were preggy with the little-super-cute turd!


Monday, September 27

Kids behaving badly. My kid included.

Someone recently asked me if Conrad had entered the "terrible two's" early.

Yes. He has, if the "terrible two's" even exist. All kids are terrible every now and then i suppose. It's just that recently he's been A LOT more terrible and he's not quite two.... He throws temper tantrums when he doesn't get his way, or he acts mean for no reason at all just for the sake of being mean because for kids, it seems like we have to teach them to be good rather than teach them to be bad. They know how to be bad right out of the womb.

Just the other day, we were at the play ground and as Conrad and I were trying to go down the slide, a little boy shoves past us and in a really mean voice says, "Get out'a my way!" I turned around and said, "You don't talk to adults like that!" He ignored me instead of turning around and simply saying, "I'm sorry." (Kids exist who are well behaved and don't act like this. I have to believe they exist.) Right after our exchange of words, or my attempt to show my son that this behavior is not acceptable, I look at his parents who had nothing to say on the matter and folks, it got real weird after that.

In response to me saying to little Jimmy, "Be careful, don't push your friends." (DON'T SHOVE ADULTS WITH TODDLERS....) on the playground after he's shoved my kid down and thrown sand in his eyes, you could say something like, "Hey Jimmy, be nice. That wasn't cool. Go help him up!" Or if we're all hanging out at the water park and little Suzy steals a car from my sons hands, you could say, "Little sweet Suzy, that toys' not yours. Give it back to that really cute blond kid. Ask him if you can share that toy instead of taking it from him." But NO, you watch your kid steal toys and don't say anything, and I have to feel like a jerk when my kid is crying and It gets all awkward because you're standing there like a mute-statue not teaching your kid how to share. You could have retrieved that toy from her and kindly returning it back to my sad little boy. If you help me out with this little playground conflict and not just stand there, you won't have to glare at me when I walk up to your child and nicely ask for that toy back. 

BUT you can bet your biscuits that if my son steals toys, or pushes someone down, or shoves past someone, I'll be right there telling him that we don't treat others that way and give that toy back, and ask him if he'll forgive you for being mean. Chances are, I'll ask my son to give your kid a hug too.

But that's just me.

DISCLAIMER TO PARENTS ON THE PLAYGROUND: If my kid is being an asshole, feel free to point it out to him or myself (in a nice voice, we don't have to get crazy or anything....) and I will back you up if he is truly being an ass. Kids need to be taught how to be nice, I understand this, and so I give you permission to teach him how to be nice. We can all work together! It will be fun! IF YOUR KID is being an ass, and shoving fools left and right and not acting respectful to adults (sure, I look young, but I AM an adult. I can prove it.), please back me up if I point it out. We all want the same thing. We all want well behaved children. Lets help each other out!  If you tell my kid what's up, I won't be mad at all. I will certainly back you up. Because really, we're all aiming for the same thing: Kids who are nice to other kids and can function like responsible citizens of society...

A little glimpse of my sweet boy playing peek-a-boo
before the "before two, terrible two's" started:

My kid is a bad boy too. Just last week while I was dressing my terrible-baby-boy, he wouldn't let go of his drum stick to so I could put his arm through his shirt, so i pried it out of his little sweaty hand, and forced his arm through the shirt. All of a sudden, i get hit in the head with that same drum stick. Without me realizing, he busted out his ninja swiftness and used it as a weapon against his mother! The nerve! So I take his sweet, precious hand and give it a little swat (2nd time ever I've done this. I don't like doing this. It makes me feel guilty.) He froze, looked at me, started crying, got up and came to give me a hug. It was almost to say, "that hurt mom. I hurt you like that? That wasn't nice. I'm sorry." He realized that his actions were wrong and hurtful. I'm sure not every course of action will always be this smooth and easy with him realizing he was bad and giving me a hug but it was nice and made me feel like a good mom for not just ignoring his bad behavior, but teaching him that it was wrong.

Even if disciplining our kids makes us feel bad, or mean, or uncomfortable, It has to be done. Sure, I've let it slip a few times when he's doing something he's not supposed to do because I'm exhausted and don't feel like telling him NO yet again, for the hundredth time, in the same hour. It's so tough. That's why us Mom's have to encourage one another in this parenting thing and support each other so that we can be strong and not let our crazy kids take over and destroy the world! 

I've talked to quite a few moms lately about how they discipline. I've asked plain ol' strangers on the playground, friends, mom's who have been mom's much longer than I. It's such a grey subject. I'm not talking just TO SPANK OR NOT TO SPANK. Because I believe it goes much deep than that. I want to know how do I discipline my son as God would have me do so. I'll have more on this topic shortly.

Please feel free to chime in with advice on discipline,
the terrible two's and any other little pearls of wisdom you have to impart.

Saturday, September 25

(almost) Fall Fashion:

Cool mornings  and hot-as-hades- afternoons don't really resemble fall at all, 
no matter how many pumpkin candles I have lying around my home burning 
giving me the illusion of fall. Oh well, a girl can hope can't she? 
I am wearing:
Dress: H&M
Belt: F21
Bird sweater: Anthro
Boots: Banana Republic 
I love the ruffles. I feel like a flamenco dancer in this dress, and I like it. 

{Wear what makes you feel pretty. Some days it's running shorts and a tank top, no make up at all. Most days pretty means shaving my legs or having clean hair. Other days it means throwing on some sexy red lipstick and curling my eye lashes, for no reason at all other than to have my husband walk through the door after a long day at work and tell me I'm gorgeous. Some days, pretty means throwing on a light pink dress with tons of ruffles to make me feel like I've got some boobs under that dress and hides THE "mommy tummy".... whatever makes you feel pretty! This does. }

If you leave a comment, let me know what makes you feel pretty. 

 It would make my day. 

Friday, September 24

Weekly Surf + An Outfit:

First off, A big happy birthday to my sweet seester Allison who is 26 today.
I love you so much and I'm glad we got to grow up together. My favorite childhood memories involve you,
 and I'm grateful for those precious memories.
I am wearing:
mustard tank & red flower top: Anthropologie
Belt: f21
Skirt: Charlotte Russe
Flats: Steve Madden

Grumps McGee sitting on my purple chair glaring into my soul,
snacking on some pumpkin cookies:

When he woke up from his nap today, I went in to get him out of his crib but as I got closer, It was like a light bulb went off in his head. I could see the wheels turning as he realized that if he left his crib, he'd have to leave his "mey-mey" (binky) behind. He spent the next few moments just sulked in the corner of his crib until I finally grabbed him to get him out. As I picked him up, I kindly asked him to put his binky back in the crib. He turned and looked me square in the eyes, grunted and spouted off his version of toddler-jibber-jabber-profanities at me and launched his binky at the wall with all of his might. It landed in his crib where it stayed until bed time. He marched around the house demanding his "mey-mey" for the remainder of the afternoon and I didn't feel sad for him one bit! He enjoyed his pumpkin chocolate chip cookies on my chair in the office and gave me the dirtiest little face he could conjure up (Grumpy pants pictured above.) Not cool Conrad, Not cool at all. He's a sweetheart isn't he?!


Weekly Surf:

Just added this show to my Netflix. Reminds me of Strangers With Candy. {perfection}
inspiration for our family photos we're taking this weekend.
Alexa Chung's new line is gorgeous
shop the J.Crew factory store on the weekends...(just the weekends J.Crew? Lame sauce.)
I've been keeping my eyes peeled for a lovely couch like this one for my office
this video had me in tears this morning
a jacket my mom would look adorable in
ConRAD would look like a stud in this RAD little one piece
furniture transformations that inspire me to get my sander & paint out
something for my fridge
the couch in this blog header is to die for
how cute would these be for family x-mas photos?
the pants match the sheets. swoon. baby fever is in full effect.
the wedding and the little guy I photographed last week

{Have a swell weekend friends.}

Sunday, September 19

The best night of his life:

We took Conrad to a little carnival this weekend. He stayed up way past his bed time, later than he's ever stayed up. He ate as much cotton candy as he wanted, had caramel from ear to ear by the time the night was over, got to ride on a ride by himself, and had his mind blown by the height and wonder of his first Farris wheel ride....I was cracking up at how crazy he was about it. He wasn't scared at all. He practically jumped out of my arms to get to the edge so he could look over. I about crapped my pants when I realized how high we were and how badly my son wanted to jump his little butt out. *(I have a really awesome photo of my toddler throwing a tantrum because he couldn't jump out. He's just a joy. Refer to the last photo in the series of photos....)  It was a night to remember. Adam & Sarah went to dinner at Spicy Pickle with us and then spent probably the last date night they've got before Isabella comes, with us. We all had a really great time. 
  The kid loves his dad.
Conrad loves his auntie Sarah. She has a candy dish and dogs at her house, and she's really good at silly faces too! 
Who wouldn't love auntie Sarah?!
Thank God they had a sign to remind us to keep our clothes on...
sharing his cotton candy with Adam.
{that guy on the right is pretty darn adorable.}
The little lips curled over the teeth get me. What a cutie.
I love how he's got his arm over the back of the car. 
he rode the cars twice. I've never seen him so happy.
Or so pissed.... He really DID NOT want to get off of the Farris wheel.
{Hope you had a great weekend!}

Falling for Fall...Fashion

It's still blazing hot, but that doesn't stop me from savoring the 70ish degree weather and cool breeze in the morning.
Even if I jump the gun a bit, I think I can still be excited for fall!
I am wearing:
Earrings: Thrifted
Cardigan: Gap
Skirt: American Eagle (thrifted)
Shirt: Charlotte Russe (thrifted
Shoes: Charlotte Russe

Thank you, blond redhead for being such mother-lovin'-genius's.
Hope your weekend is going swell.

Friday, September 17

Weekly Surf:

He's really into kisses lately, even if he doesn't get the whole closing-his-lips-during-the-kiss thing:
(you like my greasy-stay-at-home mom hair and no make up? You love it, don't lie.)
Apparently, I'm not the only woman he loves. His girlfriend Avery.

Weekly Surf:

- I imagine Dustin's dream home would look like this

- sweet street art makes me so happy

-a unique way to ask your brides maids, to be your brides maids

{Can't wait for their movie to come out!}

-Something for my soul

-I really love these metallic loafers

-I wouldn't mind having a funky fridge

-I'll be stealing this super cute idea when I find more time to craft


-I am in love with this song.
I am obsessed with it. The horns are wonderful.

-If I could do it all over again, my wedding set would look like one of these
with Dustin's birth stone instead of a diamond. The last two sets on the bottom are to die.

-Did anyone see THIS last week? OMG.OMG.OMG.{hyperventilating}OMG.OMG.OMG.

{Have a great weekend dolls. Kiss the one you love!}