The Fairy Tale

Every girl dreams of having her very own Prince Charming carry her off into the sunset so that they can live "happily ever after." Many people say that Fairy Tales are just that; "tales"- stories that don't happen in reality. I beg to differ. I have my very own Prince Charming. Me and my Prince Charming do life together and we enjoy it. It is our version of "happily ever after." I often find myself staring at my Prince Charming and thanking God for choosing me to be the lucky girl to get him. He is quite a catch. My Prince Charming knows what it means to be completely selfless. He treats me like a daughter of the King. He takes care of me, provides for me, protects me, and loves me in a way that I can never doubt. I pray that my daughter finds someone just like him to marry one day. If she does, I will never have to worry about that man not treating her right.

Today I celebrate 5 years of wedded bliss with my very own and very real Prince Charming! Thank you Jesus for the blessing of my husband.

I Am Going to Be Rich!

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You Know You're a Slob When...

You manage to clear out 4 garbage bags full of unused stuff from your kids' 250 square foot room.

You realize "that smell" is coming from your two toddlers who haven't been bathed in three days.

You move a dish in the sink (that has been sitting there for who knows how long) and hundreds of gnats attack you.

You have to apologize to the house cleaner when she enters your house, and beg and bribe her to come back again when she leaves.

Your house cleaner sneaks in her own vacuum cleaner because the one you have doesn't actually work and she is too embarrassed to tell you since you never use it.

Maia's Day With the Princesses

Eating breakfast in her Belle dress and her crazy bed head hair. So, excited to see the princesses. Ricky is still half asleep. He doesn't do mornings...

The first princess, Ariel. The kids were not convinced this was Ariel. Maybe it was because she was missing her tail. Once she was gone, Noah informed me that she had gone "to her room to play with her toys."

Anticipating, the princesses arrival...(Notice the non-matching heart onesie sticking out underneath her dress...who is that kid's mommy?)
Ricky could not seem to get a decent picture. I think the princesses made him nervous!
Maia was so excited to "match" Princess Belle!
Once again, Ricky's photography skills proved to be less than stellar. So Maia did not get a decent picture with Sleeping Beauty. But, Noah was soooo excited that she told him to stand on his chair...(I am the mean mom that doesn't allow my kids to stand on furniture...)
I had to crop this one. I was in the background shoving Noah into the picture!
Noah was over the princesses and wanted to know when the Beast would be coming out. I told him the Beast was sleeping but that he could go on a ride with daddy when we were done eating. So, after leaving my arm and my leg at the restaurant to pay for our meal, Noah went on a ride with daddy and took a picture with Goofy...you know, boy stuff...

My arm and my leg grew back, I got some much needed coffee, and then acted silly on the tram with the kids...

Maia would say it was a FUN birthday. She enjoyed being a princess for the day!

More Things to Remember

Noah: "This thing is definitely NOT working!"

Maia: (to Noah while they are supposed to be taking a nap) "Hey, give me some money!"

We were in the car talking about how Noah used to be in mommy's belly.

Maia: "Noah used to be in mommy's belly, and Maia was in Daddy's belly."

We were talking about Mother's Day...

Noah: "Mommy are you my mudder?"

Maia: "Yeah, mommy is Noah's mudder and daddy is Maia's mudder!"

Noah: "Gramma, I love you buuut...I think you need a hug."

Noah: "Mommy, is Jesus smiling at me right now?"

Maia: (after I secretly washed her beloved Elmo and she noticed he smelled different) "Mommy, Elmo's fingers not washed right."

You Know The Swinging Ferris Wheel is Not a Good Idea When...

Your daughter does this

Your son grabs daddy's hand so as not to "blow away"
Then begins to whimper
And finally screams bloody murder
I know, I know...I'm a bad mom for taking these photos of my son's terror...and laughing while taking them.

So Much in One Picture

This photo says so much about me. But, I've decided that it is all in the observers perspective as to what conclusions they draw from their observations. Here are a few examples:

1.) That little girl's mom must be color blind! Why would she dress her daughter in a yellow Princess Belle dress and put BLUE socks on her? (They were the only ones that were clean. I am not very good at doing laundry. You can't see it here, but Noah had two different socks on for the same reason.)

2.) Wow! They travel with ALOT of junk. That mom needs to clean out the bottom compartment of that stroller...I bet there is another kid hiding down there. (If there was an earthquake that left us stranded, we'd be good for a week with all the stuff under there. I actually found popcorn from 2 weeks ago in that storage compartment today!)

3.) Those people need to invest in a new stroller. That one looks like it is missing a few parts and like it has been through the ringer...and why are there 2 kids on that thing? Isn't it only made to hold one kid? (Yes, we do need a new stroller. This one needs a little coaxing to get into place and it is missing several parts and has a bum wheel. But, it gets the job done and it makes for a compact "sit and stand" double stroller as well even though the "stand" ledge is quite uncomfortable and my kids complain about there feet hurting after standing on it. However, there is no mvelope for that and I'd rather spend my money on other things like junk to store in the storage compartment.)

Here is the conclusion, I've come up with after looking at this photo:

4.) That mom is super resourceful and humble! Look at how she manages to tote two kids on a single stroller, carry all of their luggage, and not care about the appearance of the stroller or her kids!

It is all about perspective people!