Welcome Spring!

Happy first day of Spring!!

I must have major cabin fever because I woke up this morning with the gardening itch! After breakfast I dressed Reagan and myself and headed out the door to cruise the flower department at the local hardware store.

It was so nice to spend the afternoon with my hands in the dirt, my favorite Spring time activity by far.

And all that fresh air sure did wear me out!!

Why car seats should have a puke rating

Tuesday morning us girls, Nana - Reagan - Carter - & I, were up bright and early to run some errands and make a trip to Bickleton to get some yard tools that had been left behind during the move.

 

It was CJ's first trip to the farm, her cow slippers were a must wear item. Obvi.

 

We packed up the diaper bag with a weeks worth of diapers and headed out the door.

 

First stop target!

Second stop LUNCH!

 

All was good in the hood. CJ peacefully a slumber, Reagan content with the ipad. When all of a sudden....

 

BLAGGHHHH.....BLAGGHHHH

 

Mom and I glance back in horror. Puke everywhere. I pull over, Mom jumps out and starts to unbuckle Reagan. I grabbed the now puke covered ipad and quickly baby wiped the hell out of it in fear that it would soon be ruined.

 

We stand her up on the tailgate and peel off all her puked upon clothes, everything, including her socks. Luckily and unfortunately I had grabbed an extra coat for Reagan thinking it would be chilly in B-town, unfortunately that's the only extra item of clothing that I packed. I did manage to find a random pair of socks stuffed in the bottom of the diaper bag. That means that Reagan rocked a diaper and jacket the rest of our trip.

 

Once we got Reagan cleaned up, we surveyed the damage in the truck. Every nook, cranny, buckle and latch had puke in it. Why oh why are there so many places for puke to seep into? And more importantly why have I never read a car seat review that acknowledges the ease or difficulty in cleaning puke out of the seat? I've read a lot of car seat reviews, carefully looked over their safety, available options and the all important cup holder feature - never once has any mother mentioned this.

 

Anywho...

 

We made our way up the hill slowly. We pulled over a few more times for poor Reag to hurl.

 

Once we arrived, Reagan relished in the fresh air. Nana noted that she looked like a Russian Playboy Bunny ready for her next photo shoot.

 

 

It was a brisk 55 degrees, but that didn't stop her from acting a fool. Running around, and stumbling through the wheat fields.

What an adventure.

 

Book Worm

Someone snagged Nana's reading glasses...

 

 

Have you ever seen such a cute book worm?!

Play Date!!

 

We were lucky enough to have Miss Kennedy come play for the day this weekend! Although it was warm out, the darn wind made it a bit chilly.

 

 

Reagan likes to rock her sunglasses upside down. All the cool kids are doing it.

 

 

 

Moon sand was a BIG hit!

The teeter-totter was ehhh...



 

And the pink ATV gets high centered in our lumpy lawn.

Luck O' The Irish

Our clan had a whale of a time today on St Paddy's day. Daddy O'Austin kicked it off with lucky green pancakes, and we finished 'er off with a shamrockin good Irish feast for dinner!

 

Momma O'Austin attempted to get the little lassie's together for a photo shoot. It t'wasnt a lucky adventure indeed.

 

 

Things went amiss when the littlest O'Austin licked the arm of the second littlest. 

 

 

T'wasnt quite what Momma O'Austin envisioned. But twill have to do for this year.

 

Wishin you found your pot 'o gold today!

 

XO

D is for Dirt

 

We are loving this Spring weather! It's predicted to be 70 degrees this coming Sunday, can you say SUNDAY FUNDAY!!! Yes Please! Drinks are being chilled, little pink ATV's are being charged and my weed pulling fingers are getting warmed up!

 

Reagan takes every opportunity these days to play in the dirt, and what better place than a garden bed?? She will be maaaaaad at me once I get things planted in there and won't let her play in it any longer. Good thing we have a sand/water table to bust out this year. I have a feeling it will be more like a dirt/rock table.

She is so funny, with even a mention of going outside, she is at the hall closet door pounding and cheering for her shoes. She knows that as soon as those go on she gets to go out and play!

 

Can we just take a moment to oogle her pony tail shadow. .... Oh I'm so in love with it. 

 



 

...also notice her green nail polish, she is the perfect combination of girly girl and tom boy.

 

Reagan is at such a fun age, her imagination surprises me everyday. Mudpies will definitely be on the menu this Summer.

 

We've had a pretty low key week, more so than normal. I'm recovering from a love affair with mastitis, so it was nice to just be able to open our back door and let this girl loose. The backyard was definitely a selling feature when we bought the home, and I'm growing more and more confident that we made the right choice!!

Why I write

 

This little blog is coming up on its third birthday. Another year older and wiser I suppose. But I wanted to remind my readers, and mainly myself why I choose to take the time to write these posts.

 

I started this blog because a college friend of mine started one. I had blog envy. I loved reading about the ins and outs of her life and knew instantly that I wanted to share my world the same way.

 

I was freshly married, a career girl, and living the 20's lifestyle. All was bliss.

 

Cody and I knew we wanted to start a family, I had a blog theme served up on a silver platter. Lets write about our journey from newlyweds to parenthood.

 

As our lives changed so did my writing. Documenting my pregnancy with Reagan I decided I would utilize the blog as a form of a baby book. I turned all my pregnancy posts into book format and had it printed. Every year after their birthdays I plan to print all the posts from the year. Ultimately each of our girls will have 19 books when they turn 18.

 

I try and capture the day to day pictures, initially I spent a lot of time posing Reagan and editing pictures, as beautiful as they are and as much as I love them they aren't as real. Somehow the shot with yogurt in the hair and a pile of laundry in the background captures our family's essence much more accurately. But I still find time to have the occasional photo sesh, I have to have something to frame.

 

My hopes in writing this blog, is that someday my grown girls will have something pull off the top shelf of the closet on a rainy afternoon and reminisce over. I want to document their childhood through a collection of pictures and random thoughts. Give them something they can show their children and eventually grandchildren.

 

Most of all I hope they like it. No. They better love it.

 

I love you girls.

 

Xoxo,

Momma