Grandbabies!

Oh my, too cute for words. Except that one of my children is in a fairy costume with rain boots, while the other one (who was already fighting a cold) is out there barefoot. Happy Holidays!!!

Procrastination....No More!

Webster defines procrastination as "Jennifer LeAnn Zarzour Ferguson." I never try to hide this. It is the way I have gotten through everything in my life. From studying for tests in high school in my car on the way to school, to writing my maid of honor toast the morning of my sister's wedding, to never having a bag packed for either child in my 39th week of pregnancy.

Now, don't get me wrong, I am on top of things and I am NEVER late to get something done, but it is very characteristic of me to wrap it up at the last minute.
Well, I really do not know what has gotten into me this season, but getting things done early doesn't even describe it.

1. I have already made, ordered, and received our family's Christmas card (which is amazing).

2. I have already bought all of my Christmas presents, some of which are monogrammed.

3. I have about 1/3 of the house decorated and have contracted an illness named, "Cantstopabuying holidaystuff"

4. Went through all of Ryan's toys and got rid of the stuff that had lived it's time at our house to get ready for the goods I am sure are coming this way in the next month.

5. Since we went through all of Ryan's toys I told her we had to donate them to kids less fortunate, so we took them to the local thrift store. Well, a totally shocking thing happened when we walked in at 2:15. We were greeted with a balloon for every kid and a sign that said, "Come Visit Santa Clause from 2-5!" I mean taking the kids to see Santa before Thanksgiving- who am I???!!!!

It's funny how proud I am for getting all of these things done already, but I really hope it will help alleviate some of the stresses that comes along with the season and just help my family and me focus on what really matters this Christmas.

Trick or Treat

I always have big plans for Halloween. I have asked Ryan what she's wanted to be this year for about two months. Her quick reply was Dora. Well if my darling toddler is going to be Dora then my precious infant should be Boots. I was really proud of myself for at least establishing their outfits at least a month ahead of time. I just knew that I would get everything together in plenty of time.

Flash forward to three weeks later and it was time to go to a fall festival thingy. Well, mom had still not gotten any type of costume for her children. Fortunately, my sister got Ryan a Dora princess dress for her birthday last year and honestly, I think I have only gotten it out once, so I think Ryan forgot she had it. So...BAM brand new Halloween costume

Princess Dora
Well, then comes Darby. I just happened to have an old horse costume in our pile of costumes. So the horse costume then turned into Dora's noble steed.

I mean look at them, they look pretty good. I had a concept, the outfits, Ryan even let me put her hair in "princess braids"

Well, flash forward to last night, October 31st. Bill and I decide to pick up the girls at daycare together. He asks which one I want to get and I usually say Ryan, let's face it, it's a better greeting. So as I approached her door all I could hear was screaming...

Please don't let it be my child, Please don't let it be Ryan..please, please, please.

Freaking Crap...

Now the first thing that upset me was not the screaming child, but the fact that the screaming child was not wearing the freaking Halloween costume that I sent her to school in. AHHHHHHH!!!

Her costume was a mess, apparently her afternoon was a mess. No Nap, which is a whole other blog in itself. Spilled her pudding and drink on her dress, ripped a corner of it off. I mean just destroyed.

So I reacted calmly and cooly and said oh well.

Ha, yeah right! Do you guys know me. I was PISSED! I thought everyone is going to be so impressed that I pulled it off with Halloween, but no, no. They just had to have pudding as the snack for Halloween- oh and not make my child sleep. Pissed was not the word for it!

So we had to swing by Walgreens on the way home and the only thing left were devil ears, tail, and pitch fork. I have some serious issues with dressing any child as a devil, but I was at a dead end road. It was this or her pumpkin PJ's. I knew I could deck her out in red, I also knew that I had some cat ears at home and a Leopard dress for Darby.

So what once was Dora and Boots quickly transformed into...
The Dirt Devil and A Leopard

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!