Just curious...

I am just curious to see if any of you have a favorite Michael Jackson song. Mine & Donald's fave is Dirty Diana. (If your speakers are on you should be hearing it now.) Anyone else brave enough to admit they like his music? Crazy or not, we lost a musical legend.

P.S.
A little bit of Donald Parr trivia: he is a Michael Jackson music buff!

frogs poop?

If you think hard enough, the old adage is probably true about learning something new every day. Today was no exception and what I learned is easy to remember and impossible to forget.

FROGS POOP!

Ugh!

Anyone who knows me, knows I am NOT, nor do I pretend to be, a wildlife kinda girl. So you can imagine my dismay to learn that the odd tubular-shaped, insect filled "things" we've been finding on our back patio are actually frog poop. I am seriously grossed out; almost as much as I was when I learned about roach droppings. (That discovery is another story worth saving for another time. I wouldn't want to infringe on the frog's spotlight.) Donald caught a frog "in action" tonight and solved the mystery just before I made a fool of myself carrying frog poop to the Extension Office asking for help!

I share this with the world for 3 reasons:

1. To equally gross you out and make your skin crawl along with mine

2. To find out if anyone else knew frogs pooped?

3. Most importantly, to ask if anyone knows how to get rid of our pesky amphibian friends?!?!

P.S.

I must confess that it is so hard to resist my sick and twisted sense of humor's instinct to post a picture of the poop. Lucky for you, and your appetite, my better judgment prevailed.

3 Little Monkeys

Jansen, Jasper & Coco

3 little monkeys not jumping on the bed in this case, but definitely finding trouble! Who knew getting locked into a dog kennel could prove to be so much fun?!?

Coco & Manolo: love at first sight!

Coco LOVES to play in my shoes and jewelry. I have established "Coco's drawer" in my jewelry armoire which houses all things bejeweled that are toddler proof (and without value). The shoes are a little more difficult to distinguish. This is a snapshot of a typical day in the life of Coco. She is actually wearing her own jewelry - pearls and a bracelet that are a little over-the-top for her outfit - and shoes compliments of Mom's closet. These are her FAVORITE pair of shoes. What you can't see is that they are my beloved Manolo Blahnik's. Overpriced shoes my precious husband bought me as an ode to Carrie Bradshaw's shoe addiction (one which I share but don't have the cash flow to support). Needless to say I have stashed these far, far out of her sweet little reach. Now, whenever she spots the box, she has a breakdown begging to wear them. It's almost as if she knows they are special. This begs the question: Do we have a future fashionista on our hands?

Like mother, like son?

For all those inquiring minds about Sebastian's "wild man" cheetah outift on his birth announcement, here's a photo explanation:

He's going to kill me one day, I know, but I just couldn't resist the matching p.j's! Seriously...could you?!

1 month already?

I can't believe it but today is Sebastian's 1 month birthday. Crazy...

We went to the doctor and he is growing rapidly - despite the reflux, thrush and bouts of insomnia! He already weighs in at 10.6 lbs and is 23 inches long. Dr. Hubbard says he has big hands and feet, super long legs and quite a bit of personality. She even commented on his ability to already give "looks." Wonder where he gets that from?

Thank you to all of our friends & family who have showered us with support, love and wonderful meals this first month. We couldn't have made it without you!

Gypsies

Well, it's official...we have put our house on the market. If you drive by and think you're seeing things, rest assured you're not! At just over a year, we have succumbed to the fact that we just aren't "new" house people. I so miss the charm of crooked baseboards, closet doors that don't close and time worn, scratched hardwood floors! Call us crazy but while most people look for big and new in a house, we're in the market for small and old. For us, new doesn't mean better. With me recently switching to a no-pay, more work job (a.k.a. Domestic Diva), a smaller house note would be nice too. At last count, I lived in 9 houses by the age of 13. My parents always enjoyed a change of scenery and I think the "gypsy" is just in my blood. Lucky for me, Donald is equally as restless. We're excited to see where God takes us...and it just might mean staying put, but we are ready for another moving adventure and prayerfully trying to stay in His will.