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Monday, August 8, 2011

Mommy Mondays: The paci

Corbyn doesn't have a special blankie. Nor does he have a special animal he carries with him or sleeps with. He doesn't have one toy you can't pry out of his fingers. He likes to switch it up. One night he will sleep with Mr. Trunkman (his elephant), the next he will sleep with Church (his little blanket bear, which he named when he was 18 months and his name has never wavered), then he may switch to sleeping with a book. Pretty nice for mom in that if I can't find one I can easily persuade him into something else. Nice for mom in that we have never had a melt down because we left something somewhere and can't get it for a few days. Nice for mom.

But there is one thing he is adamant about...da da da da....the paci. He knows its only allowed when he is in his crib and will happily throw them down as soon as he is awake, but to go to sleep he needs a paci, usually 3, one in his mouth and one in each hand. We actually have never tried going without paci just because he is such a good sleeper (he wasn't for a loooong time) and because he really doesn't ask for much else, so to me, no big deal. I know he's not going to take it to kindergarten or go to college with a secret stash under his pillow but I've started to get looks when I say Corbyn still uses a paci (this could possibly be out of my own mommy insecurity or one person who gave me a look and now I associate negative feelings with). I feel like I have to justify myself and clarify yes, he uses a paci but its only at night time.

So how old is too old for paci? And how do I even try to get rid of it? One fabulous idea from my friend whose daughter had hers till three was to throw paci a going away party. What other ideas have you heard?

I want my paci mommy!

Yeah, thats better. I can even sleep with my leg up when I have paci.

Miracle Product

A miracle product! I really need to hop in my car and drive to the grocery store or Target to get it right now because I am out (for like 2 weeks I have tried something else to try and mix it up...fail) but my poor face will have to wait for its best friend till tomorrow. If you have ever struggled, even just a little bit, with your skin I highly recommend it. I've done the dermatologist thing, the Proactive, the pills but this product has worked wonders on my skin.

You can find this product at Target, Wal-Mart, or basically any grocery store. Oh and pssst, there is a $5 coupon here for it and another $4 coupon in the box for next time.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Color Inspiration: Yellow

As we were playing play doh tonight Corbyn asked me, "what is your fraverite color Mommy?It's pink huh? Pink is a girl color (ps. I never told him that)". Nope, actually never has been and though I'm not one who has an absolute favorite color I have noticed I am drawn to yellow. Yellow makes me happy, its bright and fresh and I feel like its a color that goes well with other colors...yellow and white, I likey. Yellow and grey, love. Yellow and blue, good. Yellow and red, good. Yellow and green, or pink, or orange, good! Here is a collection of yellow that makes me happy.

I love everything about this picture by Beth Tribe, even the memories of sailing it invokes.

I picture a happy yellow umbrella in a sea of boring black ones. Photo by deviant art.

A whole field of yellow. Photo by bea photograph.

A pop of yellow against white <3! Photo found on madebygirl.blogspot.com.

I would be happy to sit on these yellow bleachers. Photo by Martina Castillo.

Yellow purse that I would build an outfit around =) Etsy listing found here.

Yellow earrings. Etsy listing found here.

Love! Both can come snuggle on my bed with me. Etsy listing found here.

Finally a fan I wouldn't be opposed to having out. Photo by fishbonedeco found here.

Peace. Photo by Omnia Mutantur.

Looks like such a relaxing and fun place to be. Photo found at yellowbarnart.blogspot.com

Friday, August 5, 2011

Lessons of the Week

A list of lessons I have learned this week:

1) My most pressing and urgent need may be money, or healing, or guidance but what I need most is forgiveness

2) Call the manufacturer before a repairman. It may result in learning of a warranty you didnt know you had or a free part because they know it was defective. Thanks dad for the advice!

3) No need for Handy Manny around here, my Mr is handy if there are directions.

4) Two and a half year olds think they can drive when they turn two and a half. Me: "Corbyn, you are two and a half today!" Corbyn: "Oh cool Mom, I can drive now!"

5) Cold showers are not worth taking a shower. I recommend a washcloth for the armpits and baby powder for the hair.

6) Running into a tree can result in 8,000 dollars worth of damage. (our) tree just fine, (neighbors) car not so much.

7) Water parks = lots of skin, not enough sunscreen, and some pretty awesome tattoos.

8) Don't get behind the coupon lady at the grocery store. Reason number one: it takes forever. Reason number 2: you feel bad about your own shopping

9) Though I am an avid Southwest Airlines fan sometimes its cheaper to fly with them one way and another airline back.

10) Being struck by lightning is not uncommon during monsoon season in Arizona (chalk up another thing to be fearful about)...five people YESTERDAY just at the south rim of the Grand Canyon. Craziness.

Did you learn anything this week? Do tell!

Have a Fan-tastic Weekend!

We drove downtown tonight with no plans other than to go downtown. We walked around our courthouse square looking at the people and the fountains, went into a little treat place and let Corbyn pick out a special something, picked up some deliciousness at an amazing pizza place in Prescott (Mama Edda's) and then noticed there was a softball game. We decided to stop and watch for a little while when we ate our dinner. I forgot how much I love the game. Within just a couple minutes I had keyed into what both pitchers were throwing, how I would go about hitting against them, and picked the players I would like to make a team out of. I did resist the urge to run home and grab my bat and my probably too tight white softball pants but I definitely didn't resist the urge to tell the mom next to me what to tell her daughter the next time she got up to bat. I couldn't help it. I'm a fan.