Who could ask for anything more?....





Thanks to Shonni for taking this picture for me!! More belly pics to come...

Disclosure: this post involves POOP.

Yesterday was one of the BEST and one of the WORST days in recent history.

First, I'll tell you the bad. And man was it BAD. The day before, I had bought some fabulous GREEN nail polish to support our Green Bay Packers in the Super Bowl. I painted Kapri's nails and toes and my nails. Then, Cody caught word of our adventures, and wanted in on the fun. So, we painted his nails too. (I haven't been able to take a thing he does/says seriously. Plus, I think he has been acting a little more feminine with his green manicure.) This wasn't the bad part, nope, not even close.

Ready for this?? I left the nail polish on the bathroom counter.

In plain sight... Kapri's sight, to be exact.

She was in her room playing, quietly (RED FLAG) for a while, and I decided I should check on her. She was COVERED in green nail polish. Head to toe. If it was within a 3 foot radius of her, it was GREEN. Her hair, pajamas, legs, bed, carpet.

I stood there, in shock. Its one of those messes that you look at and think "where do I even start?" Cody came in, sighed, and I handed her off to him, with a quick "stick her in the tub". I attempted to clean up the mess.

I then realized that it was after 3. We had a Super Bowl (YAY) party to go to at 4:30, and I still had veggies to cut up. So I headed downstairs...

What to my wondering eyes should appear... but lots of dog DIARREAH. Runny. Poop. (Incase you had forgotten what it was.)

I spent the next half an hour scrubbing a 5 foot radius of my carpet. (Because of course he didn't just do it in one spot, that'd be too nice.)

At one point I heard Cody yelling at Kapri, who was still in the tub. She decided to empty an entire bottle (see previous post here) of shampoo into the water. Apparently she didn't think the day was eventful enough.

We somehow managed to clean up our messes, make ourselves decent, and make it over to our friends' house for some FOOTBALL!!

I wish I could say that those 8 chins don't really reside underneath my chin, but sadly, they do.

Look close, real close. You can see remnants of nail polish on her hand. Stinker.

Oh yeah, in case you missed it.

The FREAKING GREEN BAY PACKERS WON THE GAME!!!

Whats that? You need a closer look??


You're welcome.

Can I even tell you the excitement?? I have been a loyal fan since I met Cody.. I'm now a fan for life. And then some.

Cody was REALLY excited at this point.
Oh, and look REALLY close, you can see his green fingernails.

GO PACK GO!!!

The moral of the story: When life gives you lemons... or nail polish/poop messes... just eat the damn lemons (but please don't eat the nail polish or poop).. cause if you're lucky, your team will win the Super Bowl!!!

In case you haven't heard...

The GREEN BAY PACKERS are goin' to the Super Bowl!!!

Can I get a WOOT WOOT!!!!!

Woot, Woot!!!

Goodbye naps...

Hello cranky pregnant mother.

I live for naps.

I breath for naps.

I crave naps.

Don't get me wrong... I LOVE KAPRI.

More than I love Caramello candy bars AND Cherry Coke, plus MORE.

I mean, really, who couldn't love a face like that??

Its just that, well... shes a lot to handle. And I'm tired. Busy cookin' up this second kid of mine thats going to be making an appearance in two months. Less than two months really, cause February jips us.

I am a better mother when I get a few minutes (hours preferably) without her constantly asking me to change her tutu, or get a doll un-stuck from the newest space she's found. Or, her newest fascination.. dumping shampoo bottles on dogs while they're sleeping.

(Copper got an un-planned bath today, thanks to this new hobby of hers.)

Anyhoo.. at the end of December we changed her crib into a toddler bed. She wasn't crawling out of her crib yet, which makes me wonder what on earth we were thinking. Actually, here's what we were thinking... The baby is coming soon. The furniture in Kapri's room, crib included, will be passed on to this little one. I'm pretty sure Kapri is going have a hard time transitioning when we bring home a baby, and we didn't want to make it worse by giving that "stranger" her bed too.

The first time I put her in her bed she looked over the edge in wonder. I know exacty what she was thinking... "They know I'm just gonna climb right outta this bed, right?"

And she did.

Over and over and over again.

After a week in her toddler bed, we re-did the office for her new room. We decided to skip the whole toddler bed phase, and just went right to a twin bed.

(Which, coincidentally, is a bed that has been in our family for YEARS. I slept in it when I was younger, when it was part of a bunk bed.)

Here we are, over a month later, and she is still getting out of her bed over and over and OVER again. Well, most nights anyway. The last four nights she has actually stayed in there the first time.

Can I get a HALLELUJAH!!!

Hallelujah!!!

What is this post about???

Oh yeah, naps. That part of the day that allowed me to re-fresh (and actually get my work done) is now almost non-existent. We have tried, on numerous occasions, to get her to nap in her room. After two hours of putting her back in her bed (sometimes even locking her in there) we have to give up.

Insert BIG sigh.

Sometimes, when we're lucky, she'll fall asleep in our bed watching a movie. But this usually happens in the late afternoon and we have to wake her up so she'll actually go to bed that night.

I know she isn't ready to give up her afternoon naps. She has proved this to me every evening at about 6 pm .

One of the great things that has come from this new room... she plays in there for HOURS. She loves her new space and is always closing the door in my face to get some privacy.

Apparently, mothers are NOT allowed.

Please don't take this post as a way for me to complain about her. She really is the puddin' to my pie. In fact, as I type this, her and Cody are in our bed snuggling. He's tickling her, and she's saying "Daddy, daddy, DADDY... hehe hehehe Daddy!!" Its the best sound in the world, and I wouldn't change it for anything.