Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Monday, March 28, 2011

Bye Bye Passy!

Tony and I have been dreading the day we would have to take Betsy's passy away. But I have to say, WHEW! That was easy breezy.

Betsy was never really a passy baby. She took it on occasion to sleep when she was an infant but mostly she went to sleep without it. When she was younger and we broke her from the bottle, which was amazingly too easy as well, I just gave her the passy and she never cared that she didn't have her bottle. She never particuarly cared for the bottle anyway. So, only when she slept Betsy would take her pacifier. She was totally fine handing it over in the mornings and after nap. However, when she slept she really, really wanted the passy. We figured breaking the habit would be really tough.

But...Betsy proved to us that she is such a good little girl. Yesterday when she woke up from nap she had bitten a hole in the side of her very last pacifier. Tony and I had been discussing breaking her from it so this seemed like the best time. We were hesitant, to just cold turkey her but we thought it's now or never. We explained to Betsy that her passy was "broke" and we asked her if she wanted to throw it away. She said she did. So..we went to the trash.

She tossed it in, said "bye" and walked off. When it came time for bedtime we did our usual book reading before bed. She asked for her passy only one time and I said, "where is passy" and Betsy said "it broke". I reminded her that we had to throw it away and she simply said "okay". We finished books, I gave her a kiss goodnight and she went to sleep. NO PASSY!!

So I do have to admit that I did dig the pacifier out of the trash and washed it. I want to keep it in her memory box.

I can't brag enough. I think she is such a good girl. She has been such an easy little baby. Now if only I could get her interested in going potty...

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Ladies and Gentlemen...

Yesterday we took Betsy to her very first Circus!
It's the Shrine Circus that comes every year and I always had a good time when I was younger. We talked about the circus for days before we went and talked about all the things we were going to see. When the day finally came she was really excited. She really liked the clowns. I was impressed since I saw lots of little kids who were frightened of them. I was glad she approached them and enjoyed them so much.

Of course she got a light-up wand...

But her favorite thing to look at was her program. She just loved looking at the clowns.

Our (my) favorite act is always the elephants. They are so cute. This was a 4-yr old performer. I loved it.

And of course, the clowns...

During intermission Betsy even got to ride a pony. She was such a big girl and didn't even hesitate. She is so fearless. And no worries, Daddy was just a step away.

Before we left we had to stop and get a lion (her pick).

Overall I think she had a pretty good time. I don't think she enjoyed it as much as we had hoped. A few times she asked to go home but we were able to persuade her to stay. She started out watching the acts but lost interest fairly quickly. I think there was just so much to look at that it was hard to focus on one little act. I'm sure when the BIG circus (Barnum and Bailey) come through we will try that one out.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Flashback Friday

Hello Baldness!!
Do you remember when my baby had no hair!?! I always said I never wanted a bald baby...that I hoped my little girls would have tons of hair for me to play with. Haha! Nope. I LOOOOOOVE Betsy's bald head, I think it's so cute.
This was taken last year. She is about 17 months in this picture. It makes me laugh....bald and beautiful!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, March 22, 2011


I thought I would take today to blog about a member of our family you haven't met yet. Her name is June and she is our 6-year-old Boston Terrier.

I love her so much.
Tony can't stand her and neither can anyone else in the family for that matter.
She has Down Syndrome (well, not really but she acts like it)
She gets mad when we leave her and sometimes pees on our stuff to show us how mad she is.
Her favorite foods are peanut butter and pancakes.
I can't lock her anywhere and put a gate up. She will jump right over, even two gates stacked on top of each other.
She literally is "a bitch".
She is extremely hyper and really high-strung but is oddly enough totally calm around Betsy.
She thinks she is as big as any dog out there.
When we open the door to step outside she darts out the door and won't come back until you open the car door so she thinks she is going somewhere.
She is the BEST snuggler.
Tony is the one who picked her out even though he won't admit it.
She literally drools when we eat and drips slobber all over the place.
We have tried 3 different obedience classes on her. She is un-trainable. Seriously.
I think she is the cutest thing ever although I've been told she has a face "only a mother could love"
One time she brought in a dead bird from outside and hid it under our bed.
It never fails, every single time we go to my grandparents she fights with the cats...and gets scratched to pieces. She never learns.
Before Betsy came along she was our baby. My mom even took her for pancakes on her birthday.
We picked her name because we were married in the month of June and she is our first dog as a married couple.
She has one blue eye.
Her snoring would wake the dead.
She plays basketball with Tony.
Betsy adores her.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Where My Girls At?

Not only is this one of my favorite songs of all time, it's a great title for my blog. I was having a conversation with my bestie the other day and she was telling me about how none of her friends talk to her very much since she got married. She said she kinda feels out of the loop of things and rarely sees some of her old good friends. That got me thinking...

I wonder why that is the case? I explained to her that not only did that ring true for me also after I was married but ESPECIALLY after I got pregnant and then after Betsy came home from the hospital....what friends?? And it's not just me, apparently it's Tony too. I don't remember the last time he was invited to go to a movie, Thunder game, ANYTHING, with his friends (that I am aware of) and that makes me so sad. It's not like we are different people. Yes, we have responsibilities now and we have different priorities but that doesn't mean we don't like to go out, with friends, without each other and have a good time. Everyone likes to have fun still, whether you are married and it's an especially nice break when you have a child.

It's weird, looking back, how many friends I lost after I got married. Sure, I didn't enjoy the 'single life' anymore and going to clubs and/or bars was the last thing I wanted to do. But is that ALL there is to do? No. Why not a movie, go to dinner, anything!! I just wonder what goes through the minds of these so-called-friends that makes it okay to drop us out of their friendship loop after we have quote-unquote grown-up???? I needed my friends. I needed my friends then and I need my friends now. I cherish all my friends that I have made since we have been together and I'm blessed to have the ones who have been in my life for a while.

I couldn't tell you how many people jumped all in our band-wagon when I was pregnant with the triplets. Everyone who was everyone wanted to be our friends but as soon as I was home from the hospital, it was like no one called. Didn't know what to say to me? Maybe. It still hurt. It made it seem like these people only wanted to be around to marvel at our trio. Silly, I know but that is how it felt. And so many people just didn't know how to act or what to say and I understand that totally. But a friendship doesn't always have to be about words. Sometimes it's what you don't say that hurts.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

"Bouncy, Bouncy"

As Betsy says..."Bouncy Bouncy".

Today we went to Bouncin' Craze for a couple hours after nap. It's just a giant play area with different inflatables. We weren't for sure if Betsy would be old enough to play and enjoy but after hearing from many different people that she would be A-OK we decided to go for it! She had so much fun! At first she was a little hesitant because all the inflatables were so big but after a little encouragement from daddy, who also helped her along, she pretty much took off. Here are some pics from our fun time at the "Bouncy Bouncy" place.

She even tried to climb the walls...

Then there was this ball pit that had a large funnel that blew air out and you could put the balls in front of the air funnel and it would shoot your ball into hoops across the way. Betsy got to playing with this little boy who was trying to "float" balls on the blowing air. Like this:

What was so funny was everytime the boy would bend over to pick up a new ball, he would inadvertantly move the funnel that blew air down and it would hit Betsy right in the face. Once they both realized what was going on they both got the biggest laughs out of it. And I have to admit, me and Tony were laughing pretty hard ourselves.

Betsy even had some fun after the little boy left.

We had a great time and hope to go back again.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Wordless Wednesday

Big Changes

After waiting 2-1/2 months for something that should have taken 2 weeks, I finally got my letter I had been waiting for. It said "Welcome Back". Yep. I'm finally getting to go back to school!! I am super excited for this. Since, oh, about 16 years ago my dream has been to be a funeral director. I talked about it all through high school, toured the Forensics Building at the college and spoke with the Director of Funeral Services at University of Central Oklahoma. I even started going to school, but doubted my decision and switched my major to nursing. Took a few introductory classes to nursing and realized that nope, my passion really was funeral service. I finished most of my English and History classes and some just basic required courses before I got hung up on the math. I took remedial 0-credit math classes at a different campus and still struggled. I decided to hold off on school for a semester or two and then go back. I never made it back. Now I wouldn't regret that though. I have been very happy with my certificate in Medical Transcription and my ability to work/stay at home with Betsy. I always was envious of mothers who got to stay at home with their children and so I was glad I made that my priority and was able to experience that since family will always, always come first.

I think everything is working out perfectly. I stayed at home and raised Betsy and kept our house a home. Starting back to school at this time will/should/hopefully put me finishing up just about the time Betsy is ready to start kindergarten or maybe 1st grade. Seems like forever but really that is just 3-4 years away. (YIKES!) That is my plan but who knows how the timing will work out. I have to go next week when I have a free day and actually enroll and go through all that fun process. I have been approved for financial aid so that is out of the way. All I have to do is get the ball rolling...

I'm happy. When I started debating going back to school I thought 'no way'...I'll be too old or what not yadda yadda yadda. But then I thought 'why not!?!'. I will be younger than 40 still and more "seasoned" I will say. After Betsy goes to school, it will give me a chance to get out of the house and work. I think this will be a great opportunity for my family as now we will have two nice incomes and will be able to provide more for Betsy and do more of the things we really dream about doing. I can't wait to get started and fulfill one of my longtime dreams/goals. All prayers towards this will be greatly appreciated because as happy and excited as I am, I am also very nervous. This is a big deal for me.

Alright, so the second big change for me this week is I went back and joined Weight Watchers. Yes, I am a repeat offender of Weight Watchers and when I say repeat offender what I really mean is me and WW have an on-again, off-again relationship. I join probably once a year, am faithful and true, lose my first 20-30 pounds, and then drop the program like it's hot. I have it in my head that once I get jump started and drop my first big chunk of fat then I can do it myself at home with no problems. Hmph. As Dr. Phil would say, "How's that workin' for ya?"

Well the truth is, it's obviously not. I have been on and off this program so much that I'm truly embarrased everytime I rejoin because the same people are working behind the counter and probably just shake their heads. "This poor girl can't get it right" I imagine them saying. Well, I'm sure they don't say that but still. So this time I'm on again. They have a new program so everything I ever learned about Weight Watchers in the past has been thrown out the window. I have to relearn it all and I think maybe that is a blessing since it will give me a fresh start and the excitement back of being a part of it.

So it's my first week/first few days and so far I'm loving it. I on purpose chose my weigh-in days and to attend meetings on a Monday evening. That way I CANNOT cheat over the weekend (guilty as charged before) and I have to stay on track. That means no more eating JUNK when we go out to eat on Sundays after church. It just ticks me off when I look back on my progress on Weight Watchers before and how I totally threw it all away and gained my weight back (plus some). Obviously this program works for me so geez Laci...quit slacking. Okay. So I'm on the bandwagon again and I'm really confident this time. I know I say that all the time but I'm just so ready. This is a fresh year for me and with me going back to school and getting so much of my dreams accomplished, why not keep this dream alive as well and get healthy!

So please be nice to me. I'm trying my hardest and I need all the support I can get. So there ya have it folks...I'm thinking 2011 is going to be a rockin' year for my family and I'm going to do all I can to make our dreams a reality. I'm strapping on my backpack and throwing out the Ho-Hos. It's time for change.