I’m clearly lacking in the blog title department today.  Bear with me.

Last night…ummmmm, so much fun!  Loved it all.  Loved sweating so very very much and meeting new people and hanging with friends.  Thank you to everyone who came out.  You are so the bomb-to-the-diggity.  Please come again.  Wasn’t Janet the best?  She just is.  And she even did a new routine to none other than Katy Perry’s Roar.  I’ll admit, I did get a little misty eyed, but Jen and Brea both admitted to crying.  What is wrong with them…crying during zumba…sounds just about as lame as crying while running and watching other people zumba…maybe so.  Amon and I may still jam out to it every single day.

And pay no mind to my sweatless boob area.  My sports bra is dry fit..and clearly works very well…kudos to you Nike…and yes, my tee shirt clearly isn’t.  You can just enjoy all that sweaty goodness.  I recommend making it your screen saver.  Oh and why yes, Janet did give me a grape freeze pop after class.  It was delicious.

Amon had therapy yesterday and when Kathleen arrived we were all like, “What up Kathleen.  The ‘more’ sign ain’t got nothing on us.  Boom.  Watch us now.”  And then Amon whipped out his snazzy ‘more’ sign and wowed her.  He threw in some gang signs at the end for dramatics.  We then worked on some other goodness and the sign for ‘eat’.  When Harper got home, she picked out some popcorn for snack and I watched as she got him to do ‘eat’ ‘more’ over and over again for popcorn.  It was the sweetest thing.  She is amazingly good with him.  And he adores her.  She adores him too.  We were just so crazy proud of that little ‘eat’ sign.

Amon has also started making the long e sound whenever myself or Harper bring out our cameras.  So instead of cheeeeese, he just says eeeeeeeeeeeeee, which I think should totally count.  It’s adorable or adorbs as the young people are calling it these days.

And please just take a moment to check out those big, gappy toddler teeth and those sweet in-need-of-chapstick lips and the seriousness in which he is trying to touch the lens of my camera.  He doesn’t play around.

If you aren’t putting your kids to work in your house, you totally should be.  Just go ahead and thank me for the time and energy you are going to save.  Heck, go take a nap or eat some ice cream at 9am while you put those little humans to work.  Lately, I’ve been branching out more in the chore department.  Harper has been vacuuming and cleaning the chalk board was literally a chore they fought over to see who got to do it.  I even had to let each of them have some cleaning time.  I understand as they grow up, this will likely not last.  But for now, well, I’m taking full advantage of their enjoyment to clean.  #childlaborlaws

Sol rocks a mean Kelly Kapowski.  And yes, I had to google “Kelly Kapowski” to make sure I spelled her name correctly.  I would never want to offend such a predominate fictional character from my childhood.  Ever.

And lastly, I snagged this sweet picture at Josh’s ball games Saturday morning.

Oh where was Amon you ask?  Yes, well he wanted nothing to do with this picture, but everything to do with this splintery railroad tie.  And he preferred to maneuver across it on his knees.  I particularly loved when he tried to mess with all the exposed wires in the light pole beside it.  Not a safety hazard at all.  Note his very intense and determined face…actually he was staring at a huge dog behind us.

So that’s all I’ve got.  Big day planned with grocery shopping and finishing up my last few custom orders and hanging with Amon while all the other Kelley kids are off at school and MDO.  I will more than likely feed him the entire day, just so we can continue to work on ‘eat’ ‘more’.  It’s the life…and I do so love it.

Happy Tuesday.

You guys are cracking me up.  So “glad” there are more parents out there who let their kids go days with unattended broken bones.  We should start a club.

And your words are too sweet.  I hope you know I don’t really think we’re like terrible, terrible parents.  I tell these real life stories of parenting because they’re too funny not to share and I know there has to be someone else out there who can relate.  I hope you know I’m not fishing for “you’re a good parent” comments, but they are too kind 🙂 …that’s for sure.

So Sol is not a fan of the boot.  His exact words this morning as we were leaving for school, “I hate this boot like I hate the devil.”  I love this kid.  There is never any wondering as to how he’s feeling…except when he breaks a bone.  He’s quite bummed about the no running and jumping.  It’s fair to say we can add “the boot” to Sol’s list of things he loathes…like having his hair picked out and bread crust.

Today happiness was walking through Target eating popcorn and not having to share.  Amon even slept through the first part of my happy Target time, but then woke up.  And I did give him a few teeny tiny morsels of popcorn, one of which just got stuck to his lip.

The Mother’s Day card section at Target may have almost sent me over the edge.  I did tear up as I looked through all the cards trying to find the perfect one for Mom.  Yes, I am the person who buys their dead mom cards and leaves them on her grave like in a sappy made-for-TV movie, only to really know that after a few weeks or even just days one of the cemetery grounds crew people are just going to throw it away.  I just can’t help myself.

Finished up my 50 miles for April, plus a bit of overage.  Still trying to decide what May’s goal will be…I’m thinking of going high to see if I can really push it.  I can’t decide if this is wise or just stupid.

Hobby Lobby fabrics + cute baby = cute overload.  Hobby Lobby is one of my happy places.

I’ve decided to make cheesecake for the weekend and mini red velvet cheesecakes.  Already have my baking shopping list ready to go.  And yes, it was just Monday when I came to this decision.  Breaking up with sweets during the week has taken a tole on my mental state.  THIS cheesecake recipe is the best.  Seriously.  Make it now.  Or this weekend.  It’s amazing.

He is the best lunch date.  Gobbles down food like nobody’s business.  He is turning into a food thrower though.  And he’s got quite the arm.  Geesh.

I’m trying to plan out some up and coming posts.  I’ve had a few requests to see quilts we have and lots of questions about how to support a newly adopting family.  I’m working on those and a few others.  Anything else you want to read about?  I always could use some ideas.

Hope your day is amazing.  Thanks for stopping by.

Happy Tuesday!