Just for Jason!

He loves chimps and he loves segways, so what's not to love about this video?

Chimpanzee rides Segway @ Yahoo! Video

Hee hee!

I'm the Hippo. Here's the culprit.

On the day before my 29th birthday, I received a text from one of my besties,  Samuel.  "I'm coming down." It said.  "Lemme know what kind of cupcake you want!"  

I was excited beyond belief.  While watching that trashy The Girls Next Door show (which I love, btw), Bridget Marquardt had confessed on camera that she frequently indulged in the overpriced Sprinkles cupcakes, despite having extraordinary pastry chefs at her fingertips while living in the Playboy Mansion.  I was instantly intrigued and after doing a quick google search, I was looking at their cupcake menu and drooling profusely.  Doesn't it look pretty?  It's even color-coded!  Fattening, sugary, and OCD!  It just couldn't get any better!  See?

http://sprinklescupcakes.com/flavors.html

Back to the birthday celebration.  I must admit I did something shameful.  What Sam asked me was what kind of cupcake I wanted.  Did you notice that "cupcake" was singular?  That's right.  ONE.  I ignored that and instead, I asked for every flavor available.  I have no shame.  That's right, I asked for twelve.  TWELVE!!!  Sam, the good friend that he is, did not judge.  What a keeper.  We sat around the Sprinkles box and tasted each cupcake together simultaneously, right after I had equally divided the cupcakes into fourths.  I think all of us were topped off at around the fifth or sixth one, but it was an enjoyable way to end my 28th year of life.

I've never tried drugs or anything of the sort, but trying all those cupcakes that afternoon, sitting across from my husband, Sam, and my three-year old son, surely qualified as substance abuse.

I wish the story ended there.

The next day, my actual birthday, my mom called.  She was planning on driving down that morning with the rest of my semi-local family.

"Anything special I can bring you for your birthday?"

"Um...yeeeahhhh...Well, no, I really shouldn't...but I really want it, but I'm supposed to be doing my whole vegan thing right now, but...oh screw it, it's my birthday.  Would you mind getting me some cupcakes?"

She drove an hour out of her way to Sprinkles, bless her heart. My grandma, who spoils me frequently, bought me TWO DOZEN.  Can you believe that?!?  Sam could not believe what a pig I was when I messaged him later that afternoon.  Goodness me.

I did share six cupcakes with the kids.  Aren't I nice?  

And...Believe it or not, I've lost ten pounds since that day!

In Summary...

Right now I’m listening to Luke read Once Upon a Potty. His version is extremely interesting and I wish I had a tape recorder.

“This is Joshua. Eyes. Ears. Mouth. Penis for making pee-pee. Hole for make poo-poo. Hole. Hole. Hole. In Jesus’ Name, AMEN! Dirty diaper, clean diaper, dirty diaper. Bye-bye, poo-poo! Bye-bye, pee-pee! Oooooh, Joshua went pee pee in potty. GOOD SHOT, JOSHUA!!!”

At least he got the main idea. I love hearing him read.

Here’s my laugh of the week. Thanks, Luke!

Tonight as I was checking my yahoo mail, their usual homepage displayed this:


For some reason Luke had a lot of interest in this picture. He turned to me, smiled and started shouting, "Oooooh, Look!!! Mama! Papa! Mama! Papa!" and pointing to the lovely candidates.

Thank you, sweetheart, for making me laugh. I really needed it tonight.

BUT...

You are the biggest stinker of all time for comparing me to Hilary! Hopefully I still have a couple of decades to go before I look like that!

Maybe not. :(

This is So Unfair.

We had some complications with the baby and needed to go into surgery. The hospital gave us a call and said that we had to come immediately. It was quite an emotional afternoon to say the least.

I cried all afternoon. I couldn't hold A because I couldn't feed him for approximately 8 hours since he needed to have general anesthesia. Words cannot describe my feelings. I'm happy that we know what we're dealing with. I'm thankful that this is something that can be fixed with surgery to some extent. But it was just so sad.

No baby should have to go through this, but I know it will help in the end.




We're all resting at home. It's been a rough 24 hours. Please keep us in your prayers.