Shoes....

Ok - so I am in a shoe predicament. I shouldn't procrastinate - but at times this Type A momma does. So I am a bridesmade in a wedding on July 11th. I was to get some gold strappy sandals for the wedding. But I CANNOT find ones that I like. Strike that - I did find some I like, but they cost about $130. Not the type of cash I am willing to throw down. So my question - two fold - do you have a pair of cute gold strappy sandals? Or do you know where I can get some? I like a little heel and wear 8.5 - HERE is a link the the one's I like. Just so you know how unsuccessful my trip to purchase shoes was today, attached is a pic of the shoes I DID buy. Trust me - the pic does not do them justice.

Best Daddy Ever....

I have to say that my husband is the "best daddy ever". The other day, we went on a date and when we were leaving, Ragon really wanted to "go on a date daddy". So he promised her that he would take her on a date. Today - David and Ragon when on their first official "daddy/daughter date". He had high hopes of taking her to Olive Garden (although I am not sure why) - but she promptly said "I go dat way" pointing to Sonic. He let her pick the meal - corndog, cheddar bites, chicken strips and tater tots....oh yeah - and a blue slush. YUM! Anyway - they ate lunch and Ragon got to sit in the front seat. Then they went to "Chocolate NuVeau" on Main Street across from David's Office. There she picked out chocolate covered caramel and a chocolate covered marshmellow with sprinkles. Don't worry - she hardly ate any of the food - but she had so much fun with her Daddy. And I know her Daddy loved spending time with her. I think this is the start of a tradition for Ragon and Daddy. Here are their pics of the date!

Wet your pants, funny.....

Need a good laugh? This is Ragon - she is doing her version of the "boost mobile" commercial. It this hysterical or what? I couldn't stop laughing. First - because she actually STILL fit in the baby bjorn! Seriously - I wanted so badly to walk up and down main street with her like that. The only reason I didn't. Check me out in the picture. I looked like I just woke up and rolled out of the sack. No make-up and I was wearing as David calls - my "mom uniform". Just thought you needed a laugh today. 

Pooped....

My sweet husband captured this picture of me the evening I had my "procedure". Nice of him, huh? (wanted you all to have a good laugh - even at my expense) All went well - I guess. I don't really know how you know. By the way - can you tell I like anesthesia?

But on Saturday early afternoon, Ragon got really tired...this is not good. She spiked a fever around 12, and it really has only been down while she is on Motrin. It makes me so sad, because my little busy beaver, who typically drives me crazy as she runs around, jumping off things, is just laying around. AHHHH....it really breaks my heart as her little droopy eyes look at me to help her! Seriously - it hurts me to see her like this because she literally never sits down, and right now, I can't get her to stand up!!! Anywho - say a prayer for Ragon tonight, for her little fever to go down, so my baby doll with all the energy plays with me tomorrow!

Surgery....

Big day is tomorrow 11:00 a.m. is check in, surgery is 12:00 pm. Very excited....ok - no I am not. I guess I can say I am very excited to get it done with. How about that for truthful. So please pray for me. Funny - I told David tonight I was getting nervous. He simply replied, "I am not, I have prayed about it and I have a peace." My response, "Well I haven't and I don't". There is the truth - peeps. I have NOT prayed about it. I don't know why, I just haven't. I don't know what is wrong with me lately - a little bit of denial probably. I didn't call the doctor to schedule. They called me. I didn't call to do my pre-op, they called me and I had to schedule. But I just did my pre-op today. For a surgery that is tomorrow. So - like I said - I don't know what is wrong with me. A little denial - maybe. A little pissed that I am going through this? Probably. I just need a better attitude. Oh well - granted no one WANTS to have this. I guess I should be grateful that they found it before it was cancerous. Strike that - I SHOULD be thankful they found it before it was cancerous. Anyway - I am done rambling - will update you after surgery. Should be home shortly after procedure is done.

So Purdy....

In case you are wondering. YES - we still live with my parents. So fun - I am sure not so much fun for them, but fun for us. We are really getting into a routine here. Our house is really coming along though. Here is a little sneak peak of the new digs. We are very excited. Hope you all have a good weekend. Can't wait until our new home is done! By the way - if you want to build a house, our BUILDER is awesome!

For those of you who have clicked on the "builder" button, and wondered why my Dad's sight didn't come up. Click HERE take a few minutes to browse through the pricing. Remind yourself that I am a stay at home mom and then hit yourself on the side of the head. We will be building a home with my AWESOME dad builder one day, when our kiddos are a little older and we can afford it. But if you CAN afford it - go Murphy!

I chouch bir poo......

That is code for Ragon. It means "I touched bird poop". Nice - that is what my two year old was yelling at us during dinner tonight. She is getting so big and is such a sweet, albeit energetic, little girl. This weekend David played in a soccer tournament. Ragon and I went to see him and then we went on a date, just mommy, Ragon and Daddy. We took her to the new store on Mingo called Kupcakz. She absolutely loved it and ordered a "pretty in pink" "Coocake" as she calls it. David and I shared a carrot cake cupcake - YUMMY! Fun little afternoon treat. All weekend when David would go to a game and we didn't go, she would just ask me "I go see 'em?". It was too cute. She is really talking up a storm right now.

As for Greyson - well brother is getting big. I wish I could report a lot of developmental milestones. I mean he sits up well, transitions things from one hand to the other, and will roll back to side. But the dude HATES to be on his tummy and he will not roll over to it. He has done it on accident. But apparently figured out how to put a stop to it and hasn't gone there since! Greyson is the easiest little boy. He just hangs out. However, the boy is a squealer. To give you an idea, the other morning we were sitting out on the patio and David commented. "A neighbor is going to call the police because they think we are killing a cat." Yes, my friends, that is what it sounds like. He is eating big boy food, as the picture shows. No negative comments please - I don't care if in your family a rib is inappropriate for a seven month old, in my family - this is acceptable behavior...I mean - I do have a hold of the rib!