My little Piccaso

Faith was selected to have her artwork displayed in the Town art show. It was pretty fun to go and see her painting. Of course she was very proud. Her picture is of Stonehenge.

This is a picture of all the kids in the school district chosen to be in the show. We made it just in time!

There she is... She is very proud to show us her Picture.

Faith and her art teacher.... Her teacher raved and raved about how awesome of a studnet Faith is. Yeah.... we know.

Faith is gettingher picture taken with her painting for the local newspaper. What a SuperStar!

Princesses on Parade

I bet by the title of this blog post you thought I was going to talk about my girls... Well, I'm not.
Nope. This one is all about Justice - again.
For that last, well... 3 years... he has been mistaken for a girl because of his awesome long blond hair. We absolutely love it! But at times I have been pretty bothered by others calling him a girl. He is just so "BOY".
However, today he undeniably and without question looked like a little girl.
Justice has 1 friend that he plays with on a regular basis. Her name is Sarah. She lives right across the street, which is really nice because my friend Carrie and I can get together at the drop of a hat to let the kids play.
Sarah is also a girlie-girl who loves sparkles and pink. I think she majorly rubbed off on Justice.  And, we may need to branch out and find some boys his age to play with....

Yesterday he told me he wanted to play "princesses" with Sarah. And, today.... Well, you can see that he did. He is wearing a lovely shade of pink that sets of his skin tone quite nicely. He is also accessorized with a lovely crown and fancy red Snow White shoes. I think he is trying to pull off the reverse Heidi Klum 2008 Oscar red carpet look. Very chic.... He has taste in fashion.

When it was time to leave Sarah's house he even sulked like a girl. He became very moody because he wanted to keep playing princess. The only way to get him to leave the house and dress-up clothes behind was to tell him that if he did I would get him chicken nuggets for dinner.

He reluctantly took off the dress, crown, and Snow White heels. But, true to the boy he is, he couldn't pass up meat.... ummmm... sort of meat.
But, let it be known that the only time you may address my son as a "princess" is when he is dressed like one - which actually may happen from time to time.

Back in School

Well I just had a great 2 weeks just sitting around doing nothing for my vacation in between terms. The sun shined for 1 week during my time off and I enjoyed it thoroughly. All of you Arizonans truly cannot appreciate the sun... You need to go without it for.... say.... about 6 months and then you will truly be a worshiper when it comes around.
I also got started on fixing up my backyard so I can begin my garden. I will be planting peas and lettuce. Yum! I am hoping for a better garden this year.... One without dogs eating my crops and with better soil for more produce.
But, alas.... School begins again starting today. I am so dreading it. Just think, at one point I thought going back to school was a good idea. Not so much now.... I am really struggling with it. I am not struggling with the work. I just don't want to be focussing on school. I was to be pregnant and care-free. I want to just be "Mom" right now. So, I am not so moltivated at all to be in school.
But, luckily, this is my last term before Honour is born. Then I will be taking off 2 terms of school. My finish date for this term is June 1st. I am counting down.....

Any ideas...?

Time for a new post, but I am plum out of ideas at this time. So, Someone give me a topic. Any topic... and I will expound on that. Make it a good one!

Getting my pap smeared

Going to the gyny is always a blessed event..... yeah..... sure..... Today is my day coupled with an OB check-up. Luckily, I have a gigundo belly and can't see the faces being made on the other side.


For these special visits, I get dressed up in my best date night clothes, amazing hair, shave above the knee, do a "girlie" trim, and wear my favorite shiny, lip plumping lip gloss on top of my movie star worthy make-up. I even pop in a breath mint and bake some sort of treat. FYI - Gyno offices love brownies, cupcakes and rice crispy treats.... (Just a little tid bit I'd let you in on so your next visit can be super-duper.)
However, this time is not a time for experimenting.
Case and point.....

Worst gyno visit ever. 1st time I did a bikini wax. I had a horrible reaction to the wax and ended up with writhing blisters and a bright red "virginia." My appointment was the next day and I couldn't cancel because I would have been screwed by my insurance and "no show" office charge. So, I went. But, before I did I tried to cover up the mess by putting on sunless tanning cream. Ummm... yeah.... Holy Crap, did I ever make a bad situation worse!!! I had mutant looking; now brownish-rust colored blisters all over my sacred girlie spot. Horrifying!
To make matters worse, my doctor at the time was fine. No, I don't mean he was an OK doctor. I mean he was Fine, hunkalisious, easy on the eyes, babe-o-rific.
"Really, Hot Doctor Sir... I don't have gonorrhea."
What is worse than an embarrassing looking virginia...? Complete and utter silence during the appointment.
So, ladies I'm gonna let you in on some inside information... if you are going to the gyno looking freakish, disease ridden, smelling down there like a fishing dock at high noon, or have a collection of flies swarming around your wahoo, somebody's gonna here about it. That's right. You heard me. Somebody will be sitting at dinner with a shriveled up face and a lump of puke at the base of their throat listening to the story of a foul woman who couldn't clean herself prior to her lady appointment.
I can't even tell you how many times I have heard these nasty tales of skankiness from David - Still being in line with HIPPA, of course. ;) And, to those of you who he has been talking about.... Oh my word! For the love of all that is holy, clean yourself! Don't make my poor man suffer so.

All fun aside; make an appointment today to get yourself checked out. It would be a needless waste and shame for a woman young or old to ever die from a girlie part cancer.