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May 2017…so far

May 17, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Life 1 Comment

Y’all…I have so much to write about. So many things I haven’t had a half-second to put down on paper {or type in a blank box} and I truly fear that I never will!!! So much I want to say and tell y’all!

But…tonight I’m just going to give some updates because it’s been a couple of months. In my favorite kind of fashion…here’s the latest with our Lucas clan.

Reading: Magnolia. It’s seriously the greatest magazine {in my little opinion} since Real Simple came out. It doesn’t help that I, along with the rest of the ship-lap-loving-world, am completely infatuated with Chip and Jo.

Playing: What all of my motherly dreams were made of…playing baseball in the front yard with my kids. Y’all! I remember so very fondly playing ball in the yard with my mom and my dad that I have just been waiting {patiently?!} for this day. And it happened just a week or so ago and has been a recurring thing since…and it’s just bliss.

Watching: Oh I could just watch these sweet babies for days and days, but apparently I’m not in reality! If I take my eyes of Emory for a millisecond, he’s rolled himself under a chair! But seriously…I love watching all three of these sweet kids. They absolutely adore each other and it’s the best seat to the most wonderful show…

Trying: I’m really trying to run. I don’t like running. I will walk for miles…and that’s just how I want to do it. In running there’s too much bouncing. My ponytail whacks me in the face. I get WAY too sweaty and I feel so gross afterwards. But I’m trying. I’m supposed to run a 5k on Saturday…we’ll see how that goes.

Cooking: OH! This is fun. And a future blog post to come…I have done a couple of Blue Apron meal orders! So I have a lot to say about that…and will leave you hanging here on this little cliff!

Eating: {see above comment…and I will leave you waiting to hear all the yummy details!}

Drinking: Straw-Ber-Ritas!!! The perfect little something at the end of a hot day.

Texting: My friend Meredith and I both got our new Ban.do agendas today (YAY!!) so we were texting each other about how great they are and how fabulous we are for getting the same amazing stuff!

Pinning: I feel like I’ve been pinning a lot of plants and flowers recently. I have been working on the shade bed in our back yard {it’s coming along quite lovely} and we recently had two trees and several dead azaleas taken out of the front yard so there’s a lot happening in the gardening department.

Tweeting: I think I like the idea of tweeting better than I do actually tweeting. I’m not one to share my every thought like the Donald… so as much as I’d like to be a hip tweeter, I just don’t think I am…?

Going: I love to go. I love to pack a bag and GO. We are going…in just a couple of weeks. We are going to the BEACH for a WEEK with ALL the KIDS. Y’all. Pray for us. haha. I’m kidding. It will be great. It will be fabulous. I seriously cannot wait.

Loving: So much. My husband. My kids. Amazing people who are just so incredibly self-less. I want to be more like them.

Hating: I hate spiders. I don’t like bugs. And I loathe mosquitoes. I’m starting to feel like I don’t really like summer because with warm weather comes all the things I don’t like. I don’t like sweating either…oh I think I already said that…

Discovering: I can’t really say that I am discovering anything new… But Emory is and it is SO fun to see and hear him figuring out these new things!!

Thinking: You know…it can be dangerous when you think…ha.

Hoping: I am hoping my husband reads this tonight and sees my hint about a quiet date night Friday night… yes, we have a sitter.

Listening: It’s actually quiet right now as I write this. The dishwasher is running, the monitor echos the white noise playing in Emory’s room… There’s nothing else causing a stir. Now…just five minutes ago Eliza Jane was screaming like a banshee because “my want you” for the 37th time tonight… But I guess she’s finally given up.

Celebrating: There’s always something worthy of celebrating, right? Last Friday Reynolds got his trophy for t-ball and last night Eliza Jane got her medal for completing a season of gymnastics!

And yes! We just celebrated Mother’s Day…and all the moms and being a mom. And I celebrated my sweet Momma in Heaven. I miss her something terrible, but I trust she’s having a blast up there with Jesus.

Smelling: Have you stopped to smell the roses recently? I did a walking meeting with a co-worker a few weeks ago and we found this amazing rose along our path…and of course we stopped and smelled it! I wish I could have bottled up the scent and passed it out with this photo!

Ordering: I need to order a swimsuit! Did you see the post I wrote for the Columbia SC Moms Blog? So many options! I’ve narrowed my choices and now I just need to swipe the card! I also need to check to see if the kids need new suits…

Starting: Oh there’s nothing to start…and no time to start anything!

Finishing: There’s a lot to be finished. Flower beds, laundry, ironing…all the things I’ve already shared including writing more blog posts!

I’ll save all of that for another day. I’m off to bed while the littles are sleeping.

I hope you have had a joyful May so far. If you haven’t celebrated anything today…look around and find something to be excited about. I trust you won’t have to look very far…

Much love!

Reynolds’ Birthday Fun!

May 10, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Events 1 Comment

Oh my gracious! What a fun birthday Reynolds had!! It was nearly 3 weeks ago, but who’s counting!? It’s taken me quite some time to get all of this together with the kiddos, work and all the other whathaveyous, so I’m sorry for the delay, but I think this will bring some joy to your beautiful eyes tonight!

I just want to say, if your birthday starts off with homemade chocolate chip waffles, made with immense love by your momma, it’s going to be a really incredible day.

The first sweet picture of my “Captain”…anybody else think he’s huge? He’s huge. 44 inches tall, confirmed last Friday by his pediatrician, who looked at us and said, “So…he’s grown FIVE inches since his last check-up.” Then smiled with this, “I really don’t know what to say.” look on his face. HA!

The plan was for him to go to school for a half-day and then I would pick him up around 12:15 to go to the Zoo. “Surprises” were in store for him as we let him know in the morning. Mommy and Daddy had surprises for him, and we would let him know as they happened.

As I picked him up from school and helped him change from his camos into shorts I told him we were going to the zoo. His sweet face lit up and then he said, “is sister going with us?” I replied, “No….did you want sister to go with us?” Secretly hoping his answer would be “no” so that he wouldn’t be disappointed…

“Yes!” he said, enthusiastically…

“Well…she’s not coming, baby. Mommy planned for just you and me to go to the zoo and that way you can do whatever you want to do!”

Somehow that won him over and he was all smiles leaving school.

Kids and adults alike love to gaze at the lion..

His best tiger face.

I’m not kidding when I tell you that we stood here for 15 minutes watching those sweet sea lions swim in circles. He asked me questions like “why can’t I go swim with them?” and “where do they sleep at night?” It was wonderful.

The reptiles are my least favorite…I sort of have to stare at the dirty carpet as he searches for these fascinating creatures – are they on a branch, under a leaf, in the water…not my kind of hide and seek…

The shark led most of the kids to start singing “Baby Shark…”

We counted the Galapagos turtles I think eight times…just to be sure no one was trying to get away too quickly to hide..

I sent this picture out to a few friends with the caption, “Guess who is going to ride the pony on his birthday?!” I was giddy with excitement and nervousness that he would get up to the platform and somehow change his mind.

I literally stood in shock and awe that he just put his foot in the stirrup and hoped right on that sweet pony. I was completely amazed at how big he seemed…and was.

He was so happy, with his head bobbing up and down at the gait of this sweet animal.

I was nearly jumping up and down by the time he got off the pony and he had a massive smile on his sweet face. Proud and excited all in one four-year-old’s body…it was beautiful!

Next up was the train, and in the three years we’ve had a membership to the zoo, this was my first time riding in the little train! We had so much fun!

Oh, and if you notice the book “Farts in the Wild”…that was a gift we got for a friend. hahaha

Oh the carousel…we rode it twice…and the rhino was his favorite because he didn’t move up and down.

Because everybody needs a little ice cream on their birthday.

We went into the little bird sanctuary and he looks at me like, why don’t I have anything to give these birds, when all the other kids did. So I stopped and looked at him like, are you for real not going to scream and run when they all attack you for your two ounces of nectar? He said no…so we went out, back around to the front, paid the what ever dollar or two to get our nectar and back in we went.

This kid. He just kept surprising me. He held up his little cup and let them drink right from it. Not the least bit scared.

Of course he kept a safe distance, and was in his flight stance…but it was all good.

Then we ran over to see the gorillas…because there’s a momma expecting any day. And there was this sweet lady that kept saying (out loud), “that must be the pregnant one because she has the breasts.” So that was fun. And amusing.

After the zoo we went home for a little rest time and for daddy to bring Eliza Jane and Emory home. Once they arrived, Daddy got to tell R his last birthday surprise….a night at the baseball field with the Fireflies and Tim Tebow. You can’t see it, but on our row, there was a seat #15, which is Tim’s number, so of course that’s where he decided to sit.

We tried for a family selfie, is that called a famfie or something? But you can see that someone is missing…

Oh wait, there’s Eliza Jane…and now you see why she was missing. #breakdown. Reynolds was not amused…

Eliza Jane pulled herself together and we got one of the guys behind us to take a family pic for us.

Great memories for a really fun birthday.

Hope y’all enjoyed his birthday as much as we did! How do you celebrate birthdays in your home?

Thanks for reading this sweet post! xo,

Easter Weekend In Macon

April 24, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Faith, Life 2 Comments

Last week, in the post about Grammy’s Cake, I told y’all how great our Easter weekend with my dad, brother and his family was…so here are the pictures to prove it!

Our trip to Macon started off with playing with some new Dr. Seuss color and flash cards. Thanks Aunt Mimi for these – they were a great hit, and provided at least 2 hours of entertainment! :)

Once in Macon, Dad and I took selfies and texted them to sister-in-law, Joey. Your welcome.

My mom’s Amaryllis…hoping my dad digs up a big chunk of these for me to bring back to Columbia…they are certainly stunning!

Can you tell that my mom liked flowers? I remember her ordering Irises from California one year…and I think these were some.

Saturday afternoon we had a few egg hunts…Bert’s basket wasn’t quite big enough for all his eggs!

Trying to get a photo of this motley crew was fun…

“Too loud!” – Eliza Jane

Uncles and nieces <3

Ha! #1 babysitter right here!! Love you, PopPop! ….zzzzzzzz

Then some good clean egg-dyeing fun!

I just love Emory’s smile in this one!!!

It’s not the end of the day until somebody burns a Grammy cake. Read more about that post here: Grammy’s Cake and How She Played a Trick On Me.

This picture makes me laugh so hard. I got up at 5 a.m. to feed Emory Easter morning and this is what I saw leaving our bedroom. Kids so exhausted asleep he has no idea that his foot is on her face, and she doesn’t even care. When we showed Reynolds this photo later in the day, he belly-laughed out loud!

Easter morning at church…

The cross at Dad’s church was really beautiful, but the sun was incredibly bright! We all needed some shades!

Sweet PopPop in his new dapper blazer! {I love Eliza Jane’s hand wrapped around is arm}

Our precious neighbor from my child-hood home…

Two of my Momma’s dearest and closest friends <3

A proud PopPop with all his grandbabies. {My heart is a pool on the floor around me…I just adore this picture so much}

I love all of this. And know Grammy is smiling down on all of us.

You know it’s a good weekend when less than 5 minutes into the drive, the big one is out cold.

“Let them praise the LORD for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them.” Psalm 107:31 He has been so good to us and for that we praise and give thanks to Him.

As you reflect back on your Easter weekend – I hope and pray it was as filled with joy and laughter as ours was.

Much love,

Grammy’s Cake – And How She Played a Trick On Me

April 16, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Faith, Food & Drink 2 Comments

This weekend we had the most wonderful time in Macon with my precious Daddy, my brother and his sweet family.

Friday evening I shot my sister in law a text asking if she was making a Grammy cake, to which she replied that she wasn’t. I had every intention of making one Friday night, except that my kids were insanely wild and wouldn’t go to sleep, so I had to go to bed with them…and the cake didn’t get made.

So Saturday evening, after a day of great fun, Easter egg hunts, dyeing eggs and supper with family and friends, it was time to make Grammy’s cake.

Now let me first start off by saying that I had cooked a bit on Saturday, getting ready for Easter lunch, and had wrestled with my emotions and silently whispering to my mom that I wish so badly that she were here. Here to see her precious grandbabies running around in the backyard, laughing and playing. Her son and son-in-law racing those crazy babies, and having their own great fun throwing balls at each other and pegging PopPop many times too! So much, that in my heart and mind, she is missing out on, and that I so desperately wanted her to be a part of. But I have to trust that she is among us. And remind myself that where she is, is the most glorious of places.

Back to the cake. My sister-in-law, Joey sat at the kitchen table as I was pulling things together and re-reading the recipe for this delicious cake my mom made a staple in her kitchen. We were chatting about the recipe, the butter and sugar were beating nicely in the mixer….and I reread the flour information.

My mom was one of those ladies that had her sugar, tea and flour on the kitchen counter. Things she used every day because she cooked every day for as long as I can remember. Only my mom didn’t just have one canister of flour, she had two. One for All Purpose, and one for Self-Rising. Well, if you are a cake-baker, you know that All Purpose flour is the “cake flour” one might use in a recipe. {I personally use Swan’s Down Cake Flour}

So my mom, lovely lady she was, knew the difference between her flours. I felt somewhat perplexed as to which one I was supposed to use and as Joey and I chatted I looked inside one container and saw

Okay, so this one must be the Self-Rising Flour…NOT the one I want to use.

I dumped heaping scoops of the other flour into my measuring cup until I had 3 cups, and slowly added it to my batter.

I poured it into a perfectly greased bundt pan and placed it in my Dad’s {NEW} oven.

Somewhere close to 9 p.m. I said to my Dad that at 9:20 it would be an hour….I was going to go take a shower.

About mid-way into my shower there was a knock on the door {question: when you get a knock on the shower door, do you ever get nervous? I do. My quiet time has been interrupted by a seemingly urgent situation. And my mind starts racing…What has happened?!}

Andrew opens the door and asks how long the cake has been in, stating that “…it smells like something is burning, so we’re going to check it…”

I shaved my legs as fast as I could. Then had a slight panic and envisioned the house burning down, and how there is no window in the bathroom and how was I going to escape!!! Seriously. HOW IS THERE NO WINDOW IN THIS BATHROOM! My family is standing in the back yard screaming and praying that I can somehow make it out of this brick prison while the house is engulfed in flames.

I turned off the water and opened the shower room door, there was no smoke. There was a faint smell of something burning, but no billowing clouds of death. I am the most ridiculous person I know.

I put on my pajamas and walked down the hall wondering why there was such a stink of burn in the air. I opened the den door and asked if the cake was ok. Apparently that was a really good joke, because everyone laughed.

The cake was overflowing…like one of those volcano projects you did in elementary school.

What the heck.

Flour talk ensued in the kitchen and I told my dad which one I used and he laughed. “THAT is the Self-Rising flour” he said of the one I pointed to when he asked which one I used.

“Well, THIS one has this paper in it that SAYS Self-RISING!!!!”

“Hey. Your mom was left-handed and did funny things.”

WHAT. WHAT?! WHAT. WHY.

“So, like, she tricked her self, and everyone else including me?! What is this?” As we laughed about the quirky things my mom did all throughout her life.

Why would she do this. Why would there be a piece of paper in the ALL PURPOSE flour that said Self-Rising?

Dad pulled it out and said, “Well, this tells her how to make self-rising flour out of all-purpose flour.”

“Because she did that a lot….” I said flatly. Both canisters were almost always filled to the brim.

As we all laughed about this mis-hap, we enjoyed the fact that she must be with us. And hopefully she’s laughing at me, at us, as we stood there in the kitchen with the box fan and hood vent on high, pondering whether or not to take the volcano eruption out of the oven and just start fresh tomorrow, or let it bake and eat the dilapidated thing.

We called it. As Andrew made the decision and “shattered my every dream” he grabbed the pot-holders, Joey opened the back door, and out he went with the fallen, pan-filled goodness.

Dad then made two trips out with the racks that had charred cake batter on them and in the bottom of the oven lay a heap of black batter sadness.

Sorry about your new oven, Dad…and even more sorry about the cake…

But the cake I made this morning was just as wonderful as I remember. Thanks for being with us, mom – you little trixter…you sure are missed.

And to be sure she never gets us again by her “left-brain” silliness, Dad and I labeled the one that was All-Purpose flour…{you have to watch the “left-brain” video to really get it about left-handed people!”

I hope you and your family had a most wonderful Resurrection Sunday!

Emory’s Dedication Weekend!

March 21, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Faith, Life 1 Comment

Oh my gracious! Y’all! I blinked and another week has flown by and I’m standing here like, how did three weeks just breeze past me?!

Anyone else feel the same way?!

I’ve so been meaning to share some sweet pictures with you from the weekend Emory was dedicated. My best friend and roommate from college, Ann, along with her two oldest kiddos came over from GA {a 5 hr drive mind you!} and my sweet daddy was here.

That Saturday we spent some time at the zoo…where I managed to snap a few pics. First of Ann with her kiddos checking out the penguins {WHY does it smell SO BAD in there?!}

Then we hung out watching the grizzly bears wrestle…

Eliza Jane was imitating a giraffe here I think ;)

The feeding of the goats never gets old…for kids or adults!

So here’s a funny story I’m remembering from that Saturday. We thought we’d be so smart and go to Dave and Busters on OPENING weekend – at 5:30. Y’all. They had a THREE HOUR wait for a table. Hello? Nothankyou. We went to our favorite local Mexican restaurant for cheese dip and quesadillas instead.

On Sunday I was so delighted that we got to have professional pictures taken by a fellow Sunday School friend – Robin Huber Photography.

Our pastor, Dr. Wendell Estep, whom I adore and have thoroughly enjoyed sitting under.

My Mom made this blanket for Eliza Jane when she was dedicated.

So, so, so thankful for this husband of mine.

And my precious Daddy who still hangs the moon.

You can’t really tell, but my bracelet {on the wrist sort of under Emory ↑} is a tribute to my Momma. Thanks to a good friend who sells KEEP I have several charms that remind me of her.

Then there were these from the service…and please look at that precious {hilarious!} look on Emory’s face!

One of my favorite pictures from the day is this one that Andrew snapped of me and our little man as we waited for the service to begin. His face is just too sweet for words!

My prayer for Emory, as well as Reynolds and Eliza Jane, is that they come to know the Jesus I know. He’s more than just a man in a story. He saved my soul. He’s been the lifter of my face on many a cloudy day. He reminds me that I am a child of the living God. And not to be cheesy, but lets just be honest: I am kind of cheesy…, this song is my jam.

Once again I’m so thankful for friends and family who came to celebrate this special day with us. It meant more to us than I can ever tell any of you.

Thanks for eating cake with us!

Until the next Rosie Girl cake….hugs to you.

A Night With The Princesses + Cinderella

March 8, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Events, Life Leave a Comment

Last night was a night I hope not to forget for a long time.

Andrew got us tickets to the musical Cinderella, along with the additional ticket for the pre-party with Ariel, Elsa and Belle.

We were all so incredibly excited!

We had no idea ahead of time which princesses we were going to meet, but when Eliza Jane came around that little corner and saw that beautiful yellow gown…”My see BELLE! Momma! My see Belle!!” Her eyes and face were lit up with glee.

First we got to meet Ariel, and Eliza Jane was a little shy with her.

Then Elsa was next.

And then moment she’d been waiting for…a chance to hug Belle.

I have to say, I was really, REALLY proud of her for sitting and taking a picture with her!

After we met the princesses, they did a little etiquette class teaching us how to properly clap and say, “bravo”.

Side note, I didn’t have a safety pin with me so I had to use a bobby pin to hold her dress tighter…a new use for an old thing?

And then this is when Eliza Jane started crying because Cinderella wasn’t there and we’d built this up to be all about Cinderella and “other” princesses. It was nearly a #momfail but we pulled it together and got excited again about the anticipation of seeing the most beautiful of all princesses.

I told it over and over again to my girlfriends today how great Eliza Jane did thru the play last night. She sat on my lap, completely fixated on what was happening on the stage. Turning her head just so, so that she could get the perfect view of “My Cin-rella”. In those brief moments where Cinderella wasn’t on stage I heard, “My Cin-rella? Where my Cin-rella? Where my Cin-rella go?” And I would have to reassure her that the princess would return.

During intermission we took a break to watch Curious George with a sweet little girl sitting next to us. She told me she was four, and loved M&Ms. She even shared a few with Eliza Jane.

I tried to get her to laugh or even smile…but this was the best she would do. In my heart I knew she could make it through the second act, but I have to admit that I was a little nervous that a breakdown was just around the bend.

As the second act started, I said a little prayer that she would make it through to the end. Throughout the play I told her how proud I was of her – that she was doing great and hoped she was having fun. “Ummhmmm, my Cin-rella” was often her reply.

The play itself was fantastic. It’s been since I was a little girl that I saw this version of it, and not much did I remember. There was laughter and surprise! The creative “magic” was truly wonderful to witness.

I’m pretty sure I was more excited than Eliza Jane last night. The anticipation of seeing her face as she got to see princesses along with Cinderella nearly sent me over the moon. By the end of the play I was slouched down in my seat, with her head on my chest, but so that she could still see her “Cin-rella”. I imagined her loving it and I think she did. She talked about it on the way home and was so sweet telling her daddy all about the princesses once we were there. She even wanted to sleep in her princess dress, but we decided that there would be an overload of glitter in her bed if we said yes…

Today as I picked her up from daycare, her teacher said that they had called her Cinderella all day. I’m not sure if that’s because she talked about the princess all day long or what. But I sure hope she felt like a princess last night…

Hoping you have a wonderful evening…we’re half-way through the work week!

much love,

Update On Us

March 6, 2017 by Michelle Filed Under: Being a Mom, Life Leave a Comment

To all the sweet friends and strangers who read my blog, thank you. Since it’s been a while since I wrote a legit post, I thought I might update you all on what’s been going on, because I guess you’ve been wondering.

To keep me on track, I’m going to use my favorite Blogtember post template:

Reading: Today I got to read my March edition of HGTV magazine as I sat at the doctor’s office waiting to have my blood drawn. It was the most relaxing 15 minutes I’ve had in a while…

Playing: With my babies. Always. Emory is at that stage where he just smiles all the time and it’s truly the most wonderful thing in the world.

Watching: So tomorrow night I’m surprising Eliza Jane with tickets to see Cinderella…and the pre-party where she’ll get to meet some other princesses! Her face. I can’t wait to see it when she sees the princesses! I just hope she can sit through the play afterwards.

Trying: We are all trying a few things: Emory is trying to figure out how to roll over. Apparently he does all of his tricks for his teachers at daycare and saves none of them for us! Eliza Jane is trying out gymnastics {as many of you have seen on social media – she LOVES it!}. Reynolds is trying out t-ball {and seems to spend more time playing in the dirt…just like his daddy once did!}.

Cooking: Who has time for cooking?! Seriously.

Eating: My friend Aimée made a beautiful and delicious cake for Emory’s dedication yesterday. I want to eat it for breakfast, lunch, dinner and snack time. It’s that good.

Drinking: I need someone to teach me how to make Starbucks’ vanilla latte. Because it’s all I want. And I desperately need caffeine in the morning.

Exercising: Much like cooking these days, who has time? Actually, the plank challenge has made its way back to the office. A couple of weeks ago we even got our owner to do it with us! Look! It’s sweet Lou! {And Mary, and Breanna and Caroline!}

Calling: I miss talking to all the friends that I got to chat with during the day while I was on maternity leave… Back to texting I am…

Texting: Everyone. I texted a lot of people today. And meant to text others that I’m now remembering that I never wrote…

Pinning: For a while I was doing a lot of post-baby exercise pins. But now it’s back to a little bit of everything.

Tweeting: I tweeted earlier today about a post I recently wrote for the Columbia SC Moms Blog. Warning: Don’t read it unless you’re a female that’s had kids.

Going: I’m going to Chicago in a couple of weeks for work and I’m trying not to be anxious about it.

Loving: The sweet family I’ve been blessed with – I couldn’t be more thankful for Andrew and our three precious kids.

Hating: POLLEN. Y’all. There’s a serious pollen storm blowing through Columbia right now. On the way home this evening it looked like fog or smoke hovering over the city. We need rain to wash this mess away!

Discovering: I feel like every time I go back to work after maternity, I am somewhat discovering myself again. In a small way I guess. My work person isn’t so different from my home person, but I find myself trying to figure out a little bit more and more of who I am and who I am meant to be.

Thinking: I’ve been thinking a lot about my mom recently. I don’t know if it had to do with this past weekend, having family and friends here for Emory’s dedication. It wasn’t the same without her here. This morning as I drove to work after having my blood drawn I got all sappy-eyed thinking about her. I miss her voice and her beautiful laugh.

Feeling: I’m feeling pretty good…a lot like a tired momma. But thankful to be a tired momma.

Hoping for: Hmmmm…. This time of night I’m always hoping that the wild ones that are sitting in their beds singing songs or yelling at {imaginary} friends would GO.TO.SLEEP. And that they’ll stay asleep through the night. Yes, the sounds are sweet, but goodness gracious, when it’s 9:30 at night it’s past time to be snoozing…

Listening to: The monitor and the dishwasher currently. Sometimes I feel like we run the dishwasher morning and night but that’s nothing new for a lot of you out there. At work I’ve been listening to original music/scores from Oscar-winning movies. {There’s a Spotify station for that!}

Celebrating: Well, I found out from TWO friends today that they are expecting {sorry, it’s a secret still so I can’t tell you!} and I’m incredibly excited for and celebrating with them!

Smelling: Nail polish… Here’s a question, why does nail polish smell so terrible? That’s sort of rhetorical. I don’t really want to know. Just, why can’t it smell like flowers?

Ordering: This afternoon I was trying to start a group order for Jason’s deli for my employees. We’re doing a team lunch tomorrow, and ordering in. I tried three times and wanted to quit my job over it. Why was that the hardest thing I had to do today? I finally figured it out, and have some feedback for their web developer… it should be much easier to add an individual order to a group order. That’s all.

Planning: Birthdays! Andrew and Reynolds both celebrate birthdays next month so my brain is spinning trying to come up with celebrations and gifts!

Thanking: I feel like there are always people to thank for so many things. Like the family and friends who drove to Columbia this past weekend to celebrate Emory with us. Or the people at Starbucks this morning that had my drink and breakfast sandwich piping hot for me when I walked in the door to get my mobile order! I was so hungry. Or my husband for just being who he is. He may not get up when the alarm goes off the first time….or the second or even maybe the third time… But he’s right there in the mix getting kids out of bed {with their sassy ‘tudes}, getting pjs off and clothes on, teeth brushed, etc. I’m so thankful for him.

That’s my update for now. Stay tuned for Wednesday night’s post – It will either be about this past weekend OR Eliza Jane’s night with the princesses! Until then, have a lovely evening!