This was my latest and greatest project. I was going to put it on my front door but the sky's been crying for three days strait and isn't going to be consoled anytime soon. So, rather than let the sky's melt down ruin my paper leaves it's hanging cozily in my living room.

Today when I finished feeding my Chubbykins she kinda laid back all relaxed like with her eyes half shut and puckered her lips a little. If she could talk I picture her rubbing her belly in small circles and saying in a early 20's male voice, "That was sooooo good......I'm totally satisfied Mom".

I tried to find video's that would go well with the post but instead I found this disturbing video. and this one.

Bath time with Chubby Wubby. We've hit some milestones this week:) Ruth reached out and touched my face on purpose!!! It was so awesome. 15 minutes later she was trying to grab a rattle with both hands. Today she is trying to pick stuff up. I love it!!!

And my fattykins loves bath time.

Is it bad to think that babies crying is funny? Not the in pain wailing or the super ticked off stuff but times like this when Ruth is sleep crying around her hand which is shoved in her mouth. I don't know if you can see it but her eyes are shut tight. I can't help but giggle a little.

How do I learn to be southern? By visiting southernliving.com duh. Now I can learn to make comfort food, BBQ, decorate cosily and appreciate the confederacy.

I think my Dad has been waiting to see his favorite fast food joint happily displayed on his newest grand baby and here it is:)

I bought the pattern for Ruth's costume today and I'm so freakin excited to see it on her!!! I'm going to make the crab cause lately she's been really crabby:) ha ha that was lame. Truly I got it cause I think her fat cheeks would look super cute in it. Sorry for the fuzziness of the pictures.

Trick or Treat?

Ruth has discovered a new trick to play on me. In the morning I pick her up oh so happily cause I haven't seen her in about 3 hours and I give her a big squeeze....then it hits me. My arm is wet and something smells. OOOHHH NNOOOOO!!! Not only did she poop her diaper, poop her clothes, poop the sheets, and poop the non-removable so I can't wash it mattress, but she has now pooped me. I'm sad to say this has been happening quite frequently and I'm now to the point where I feel I need to replace the poopey Pack-N-Play (not so sad cause it was sagging in the middle so I wanted to replace it anyways and don't forget I got it off of craigslist used). But still.

So Ruth and I talked about it and I think we're going to see some improvement and maybe next time I pick her up from bed I will get a Treat (however babies don't bake or go shopping so who knows what it will be) Maybe she will laugh!!!! I would love that. And can I just say how much I love that she's so excited to see me when I go to rescue her from her prison:)

I finally finished Ruth's dresser. I looked for one on Craigslist for months and then found this little gem about a month ago. It was light green with horrid forest green trim. So I sanded it, painted it yellow and put new hard ware on it.

It's mostly made of particle board that was chipping and nasty. Drawer liners wouldn't stick to the bad "wood" so I lined the insides with fabric:) Thumb tacks are cheap and very handy.

Before our little meatball was born I bought several bags of Walmart diapers, which I will never do again. I remember my sister using them and swearing by their superiority to other more expensive diapers. However they must have changed how they make them because now they resemble cardboard. I don't use them but Mike hates the waste so I occasionally find her sporting one of them. To make matters more fun they are now to small but that doesn't stop Mike. We call this look Bikini Diaper.

Very unimpressed with us I think.