Sickness. Bleh.

Damn this stupid stomach bug! My baby boy is home sick today. He's been throwing up all. morning. long. I wish I could do something for him. All I can do is keep washing out his puke bowl, and whatever else he happens to throw up on on his way to the bathroom. Poor baby. He doesn't even want to eat lunch, and this child never skips a meal. I'm trying to keep Kenna away from him as much as I possibly can but I turned my back for one second this morning and when I turned back around, she had his juice cup and was guzzling it down. So she'll probably be throwing up tomorrow. Yuck.

Forgive me for not posting. I'll be back when my babies are better.

Task Completed.

Okay, this may sound silly to some of you but one of the things to do on my 101 in 1001 list is to splurge on a great pair of jeans. I'm here to let you know, I've done just that.

Remember that comment hubbs made about my size 30 jeans? Yeah, he was talking about these.

I put that on my list because I rarely splurge on things for myself. I'm always looking for stuff for the kids, or for hubbs but rarely for me. I'm a giver, I can't help it. Plus, I like a good deal, I can't bring myself to spend full price on anything really. I always have a coupon or a discount code or just buy from the sale/clearance racks. Which is what I did in this case. I found these adorable jeans hanging on the sale rack.

They were the only pair from this brand, and they were my size, and they were on sale... Can you beat it? I tried them on. And fell in love. Don't you just love finding a great pair of jeans? You know, the ones that fit you so perfectly, the ones you want to wear every. single. day. Yeah, that kind.

Plus... Look at that price tag. Regular price - $79 - who spends that much on jeans??? Sale price - $50 - chaaa chinggg!

$50 on jeans is splurging for me. But hey, at least I got them on sale, right?

I love them. & can't wait to wear them this week :)

Splurge on a great pair of jeans.

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Meet Buttons

This is Buttons. He is our elf on the shelf. I heard a lot about them getting your child to behave since they think Santa is going to hear about all the naughty things they're doing. So we went out last weekend and picked ours out. You choose the skin color, eye color, and hair color of your elf, then bring him home and name him! Gavin chose the name Buttons (not sure where it came from, but I kinda like it!).

Gavin is all about Santa this year. Last weekend, he got the Toys R Us ad out of the newspaper and clipped out all the toys he wanted, he put them in a Ziploc bag and took them to Santa so Santa would know exactly what to bring him. Yeah, my kid did that. He likes to be specific.

Back to the elf - so at first, he was totally into Buttons, he believed everything we told him (every night he goes to the north pole to tell Santa if you've been good or bad, he watches you all the time, don't touch him or his magic will wear off, etc.). But lately, he's been getting a little suspicious. Yesterday he said to me... "Mommy, I think Santa and his elves made Buttons in their workshop, and they put him in the stores so we would buy him." And today he got his doggy stuffed animal out and hid him, then told me to "find him, but don't touch him or his magic will wear off!"

The kid is smart. I don't know how I'm going to keep this going.

But he does get a kick out of finding him every morning. It's the first thing he does when he wakes up... he goes on a hunt around the house looking for little ol' Buttons.



My husband on the other hand... not so clever. I bought a pair of jeans today. I said to him on the way home 'Oh my gosh, babe... I had to buy a size 30.' He looked at me in disbelief and said "What??? Didn't you used to be a zero? How is that possible?"

Uhh, yeah. I had to explain to him that a zero is equivalent to a 24, a one is equivalent to a 25, a two is equivalent to a 26 and so on. 'Thanks, honey. By the way... that was back in high school, before I had two kids.'

PS- I added pictures to the French Apple Pie post (below) just to make you drool a little more ;)