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Sunday, October 21, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Noah Meets Mickey
Saturday, October 13, 2007
A Precious Day for my Princess

To say that ellie loves the princesses at Disney is an understatement.
Today was absolutely priceless because she got to meet 4 of her favorite ones.
Each meeting was just a precious moment for her, because she went
up to each one an hugged them tight, talked to them like they
were her best friends and was just awe struck.
First she got to meet Jasmine and Alladin.... They were so fun for her to talk
to, and they would have been just enough for Ellie but...

We were in Mickey's Toontown and Jenn spotted a cast member who was
talking about meeting some princesses... Little did Ellie know she was about to meet
her favorite Belle, Mom's favorite Aruora and Aunt Jenn's Favorite Cinderella
A Day of Magic with Aunt Jenn and Uncle Phil
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
battle scars of being a mom
Bear with me I just need to vent
OK, you might wonder what the heck the title of this post is supposed to mean, well I will be happy to tell you.. I have come to hate yesterday.. I was sick and nauseous all day (AND NO I AM NOT PREGNANT) but trying to prevent that and my body just does not like the form of protection I am using... Take 2 so we will try yet another drug. I really hate pills....
Secondly, I had a very fussy set of kids with lots of energy to burn and I had absolutely NONE!!! so finally after having 2 naps, yes, I somehow managed 2 yesterday we played outside for 2 hours and they burned off some energy while I watched....
Third, Andy is due home around 5:15 to eat and then leave again for more clients at 6:15ish.. Well I am making dinner and look at the clock around 5 :40 still no Andy.. Calm, cool and collected I answer Ellie for the 5th time I don't know where Daddy is and call on the phone to his voicemail... I HATE VOICEMAIL.. (Not to mention our phone is on the fritz again and very hard to hear or understand what you are hearing on the other end) Dinner is cold and he calls to say he got pulled into a meeting and will not come home...Whew he is ok, but MAN i wanted to see him.....
FINALLY here is the kicker. I am putting Noah to bed and I turn off the lights with him snuggled down on my shoulder. I go to turn on his fan and music when BAMMM I run into his Harley rocking horse and trip...... In order to protect him, mind you I am so disoriented because that things is not usually there I hit my leg HARD on the Harley, head on the dresser, scrape both elbows in an effort to keep Noah from hitting anything as I go down and twist my left wrist and ankle in the process of going down. Well, I am on the floor banged up, disoriented and in the dark not sure what just happened or where I am screaming for Ellie....Who comes running in, turns on the light and FREAKS OUT at the site of me and Noah on the floor twisted up in this Harley both crying our heads off... So she decided to join us in the screaming fits of crying and 20 minutes later I have calmed all of us down enough to get up and go to the rocking chair..
Noah falls asleep on me after checking him over for bumps, bruises or cuts and then I head to help Ellie calm down and praise her for being my big helper....she drifts off with the help of Andy.. Who arrived to find me crying more on the couch...
OH MY GOODNESS, only then do I look in the mirror to see myself with lots of bruises, mascara dried down my face and its puffy from crying. SO hence I now have battle scars (aside from the big one across my tummy from Ellie and Noah) I must wear them proudly because Ellie pointed at my big knot and bruised leg today and said Mom, lets not do that again OK....I give up...can we start the week over and try again????
OK, you might wonder what the heck the title of this post is supposed to mean, well I will be happy to tell you.. I have come to hate yesterday.. I was sick and nauseous all day (AND NO I AM NOT PREGNANT) but trying to prevent that and my body just does not like the form of protection I am using... Take 2 so we will try yet another drug. I really hate pills....
Secondly, I had a very fussy set of kids with lots of energy to burn and I had absolutely NONE!!! so finally after having 2 naps, yes, I somehow managed 2 yesterday we played outside for 2 hours and they burned off some energy while I watched....
Third, Andy is due home around 5:15 to eat and then leave again for more clients at 6:15ish.. Well I am making dinner and look at the clock around 5 :40 still no Andy.. Calm, cool and collected I answer Ellie for the 5th time I don't know where Daddy is and call on the phone to his voicemail... I HATE VOICEMAIL.. (Not to mention our phone is on the fritz again and very hard to hear or understand what you are hearing on the other end) Dinner is cold and he calls to say he got pulled into a meeting and will not come home...Whew he is ok, but MAN i wanted to see him.....
FINALLY here is the kicker. I am putting Noah to bed and I turn off the lights with him snuggled down on my shoulder. I go to turn on his fan and music when BAMMM I run into his Harley rocking horse and trip...... In order to protect him, mind you I am so disoriented because that things is not usually there I hit my leg HARD on the Harley, head on the dresser, scrape both elbows in an effort to keep Noah from hitting anything as I go down and twist my left wrist and ankle in the process of going down. Well, I am on the floor banged up, disoriented and in the dark not sure what just happened or where I am screaming for Ellie....Who comes running in, turns on the light and FREAKS OUT at the site of me and Noah on the floor twisted up in this Harley both crying our heads off... So she decided to join us in the screaming fits of crying and 20 minutes later I have calmed all of us down enough to get up and go to the rocking chair..
Noah falls asleep on me after checking him over for bumps, bruises or cuts and then I head to help Ellie calm down and praise her for being my big helper....she drifts off with the help of Andy.. Who arrived to find me crying more on the couch...
OH MY GOODNESS, only then do I look in the mirror to see myself with lots of bruises, mascara dried down my face and its puffy from crying. SO hence I now have battle scars (aside from the big one across my tummy from Ellie and Noah) I must wear them proudly because Ellie pointed at my big knot and bruised leg today and said Mom, lets not do that again OK....I give up...can we start the week over and try again????
Monday, October 01, 2007
My brood of Blanchards
Saturday, September 29, 2007
The John Deer Tractor
Taking Kids to MGM for Playhouse Disney

This year we go season passes to go to Disney with
the kids.. Its been a blast, esp since Playhouse Disney
is touring all over the US. Its started here at Orlando and we got
to go and see Mickey Mouse Club House, Handy Manny, Tigger and Pooh
along with Little Einsteins... What fun for Ellie and Noah because they love these shows.
these shots with this lady were so much
fun... She stopped me and the kids to say
they were very cute and would I like a picture with her...
Here is what I got....
fun... She stopped me and the kids to say
they were very cute and would I like a picture with her...
Here is what I got....
Thursday, September 20, 2007
4 teeth at one time makes me a crazy mommy
AHHHHHH! I just have to vent at the week I am having with Noah. He has 4 teeth coming in
at the same time.. Both I teeth and 2 molars... Let it never be said he does things the easy way. Somedays we have bouts of crying for no reason and nothing I do makes it better, despite the Motrin and Tylenol too. Its so painful and somedays there is nothing to help... AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!! Just want to make it better for him and not pull my hair out in the process.... To top all that off he is 28.8 pounds so holding him all day like I seem to be doing is loads of fun on my ever growing biceps...
Oh, somedays being a mom is just HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
at the same time.. Both I teeth and 2 molars... Let it never be said he does things the easy way. Somedays we have bouts of crying for no reason and nothing I do makes it better, despite the Motrin and Tylenol too. Its so painful and somedays there is nothing to help... AAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!! Just want to make it better for him and not pull my hair out in the process.... To top all that off he is 28.8 pounds so holding him all day like I seem to be doing is loads of fun on my ever growing biceps...
Oh, somedays being a mom is just HARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



































