Meet Michael

Last Friday, the 18th, was not only our fifth wedding anniversary, but the day we went and picked up Michael. He’s a 17 month old dream child. He smiles a lot, has a quiet little voice and sleeps like a log at night.


Isaac is loving the guy and helped him feel welcome. Xander, on the other hand, is having a rough time adjusting to him…definitely a love-hate thing going on.

I call this one “The Face Off.” I’ve never seen Xander take the aggressive role like he has these past few days. But, a toddler friendship is slowly developing, even after a few days.


It must be the new environment, but poor Michael was getting hurt about every hour the first couple days. Tripping over stuff, falling on his face. Yesterday, he actually slammed his eye/temple area into the corner of the coffee table. I thought it was going to be a black eye, on his third day here. Its not as bad as I thought it was, but still kinda ugly.

My 30th surprise!

Jason, gave me a surprise party for my birthday! It was so sweet. My friends Barbra and Jennifer were there, with their beau’s, Chris and Tom (very nice guys!) and my whole family.

Jason did a nice job of keeping it a secret, even though I was trying to play mind games all week to get him to cave, LOL.

He put together a very sweet slideshow, that shows the life of Zoe (and all her ugly haircuts) the weight ups and downs, marriage and the new babies. He also includes a section in the end that shows my little baby girl I lost at five months pregnancy. I had to hold back the tears with that one. Eric Clapton?! How could you? I love it.

If anyone is interested in watching it, it is a rather large file (112mb):

Almost 30, Wowzers!

A month ago I was cramming for the “exam,” by trying to lose the last of my pregnancy chub. I did manage to lose five pounds, putting me 5 pounds away from pre-pregnancy weight (15 pounds from ultimate goal weight).

Last week, I went to the salon for a hip hair cut and did a little clothes shopping.

I think I’m ready. I just need to look over past and present life goals, to make sure I’m on track.

Financial Goals:
1. Completed will. (completed, but not signed)
2. Pay off all non mortgage debt.
3. Purchase rental property.
4. 15% of income to retirement funds. (currently 6% while building savings)
5. 3-6 months worth of living expenses in savings. (rebuilding this after home purchase)
6. Pay off mortgages. (depressing)

Personal Goals:
1. Awesome hubby/life partner.
2. Two babies.
3. Eat healthier and reach optimal weight. (15 pounds away)
4. Foster parenting (nearly certified: application submitted, and 3 classes left)
5. Travel: Japan, Europe, Australia

I guess that’s enough for now. You’d think I am a major type A personality reading this, but I am so type B. The milestone of turning 30 has turned out to be much more of an event, for me, than I ever imagined. I am guessing it has to do with the fact that my kids are 4 and almost 2, my life has calmed down from the baby phase, and I have plenty of time to think again.





It’s amazing what a little Google action can find me.

Here’s my mother-in-law. It seems she’s “Smugpugs” in the online world, and shows her dog “Chubby Cheekers.”

Even has a sweet website



If you happen to see my website…HI MOM!!!!

Here’s The Pics Of The Pumpkin Patch

It had a little train we rode on, out to the patch. Then we took a little boat back. Xander was giving me his grumpy face the whole day, but he was having fun:)

But first, here’s my handsome young nephews on their 10th birthday last Saturday! Eli and Oscar.









Went To The Pumpkin Patch

We spent a few hours at the pumpkin patch today, and WOW, was it ever exhausting! We had no idea this place would be so packed. The parking area looked like the state fair, with so many cars and a parking attendant.
We had to stand in lines for a ticket, for a train ride, a boat ride, and finally to pay for our pumpkins. I couldn’t take any pictures without strangers packed into the background…grrr.
Next year, we’ll go back to our usual, small farm. No trains, no boat. Just a bunch of pumpkins, a corn maze, and a pile of hay bales to climb on. We don’t need no stinkin’ frills! LOL
Trying to upload some photos, and not doing so well….

Have I mentioned the fostering thing?

I think I’ve thrown it out there, in a couple comments. Jason and I are taking classes to be certified foster parents.
We’re on week two of the general certification, and I’ve already completed a “Fragile Infant Care” class. Jason is really getting on board with my fostering interest, especially after the first class. But, now we have the difficult decision of which age will be right for our family. Neither of us wants to take children older than our 4 year old.
Jason doesn’t want a newborn, but I am starting to think more and more that I do want a newborn. A little less sleep at night, but also a lot less behavioral issues. I’ve been gleaning a lot information from a fostering forum, and they’re scaring me with all the behavioral issues! Attatchment disorder, aggression, sexually acting out on pets and other children…these poor kids! I feel so terrible for these abused kids. But we also have to protect our own kids, and think about what we are willing to take on, very carefully.
Also, when I initially called for information, I was told they would love to have us open for newborns (drug exposed, and straight from the hospital), since I’m a nurse. I’m guessing they are frequently sent home with medications to ease the withdrawls, and an RN is required.
So many variables to consider…


Its scary how quickly the loving, positive parenting can be tossed aside by screaming, impatient, tired Mom. This is what happens when a parenting style is chosen, rather than handed down from previous generations.
My Love Nugget flew off to Kentucky, and I am left with a screaming toddler and an antagonizing four year old.
I’m doing pretty good until about 7:00pm, when they are both running in different directions, and I am screaming, for the umpteenth time, for Isaac to get his naked butt into his room and get pajamas on. Then I notice Xander has taken his diaper off, and is also running around naked.
…Okay, okay…I also got a little screetchy at the dinner table, when Xander was flicking his food with his fork. Days like this, I feel like a terrible mother who is raising a couple of hooligans. And why the hell am I even considering foster parenting?????
I need my co-pilot back home! 🙁
Saw this on another blog, and this is just scary! I’m a little bummed I am so easily tagged with stereotypes, LOL.

You Are Likely a Second Born

At your darkest moments, you feel inadequate.
At work and school. you do best when you’re evaluating.
When you love someone, you offer them constructive criticism.
In friendship, you tend to give a lot of feedback – positive and negative.
Your ideal careers are: accounting, banking, art, carpentry, decorating, teaching, and writing novels.
You will leave your mark on the world with art and creative projects.
The Birth Order Predictor

We Are Moving!

Even in this crazy real estate market, it only took us a couple days to find another home, with a decent price tag. Yippee!

I mentioned a desire to try foster parenting, to Jason, and he said he might consider it if we had a bigger home. A few calls later, and voila! A four bedroom split-level, with a HUGE yard.

It needs a TON of cleaning, fresh paint and fixtures, before we can move in. So that will be a few weeks yet.

To see more photos of the inside, and follow our progress, check out our Flickr album.

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Here’s a couple shots of the back yard. The kids are going to have lots of room to explore.

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Jason: The Main Attraction

Hi! I would like to formally introduce *the* hottest guy, this side of the web. His big guns are amazing and his kissy lippies…mmmmm!!! That’s right, he’s my hubbin’, Jason.

Somehow his beautiful mug totally missed my last post. I was doing a series of me, all my siblings and our folks. Unfortunately, the only shots of us together were out of focus. So here he is! J-dogg, Bubbles, Bubs, Bubblicious, Babe, J-man and Beef Butt.

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Super Dad

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“Oh yeah!” So cool in his new Transformers (Megatron) club shirt, in support of our four year old’s current passion.

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I love you, Buttmunch!