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I pretty sure that people think we are crazy. I mean, I guess I would too if I was on the outside looking in. I am fairly positive that my neighbors and those that drive past me on the road believe that I live in my car. Not like-oh she is always 'on the go'-living in her car, but actually LIVING in my car. Maybe it is the two children, dog, diapers and three laundry baskets that gave them this idea but I'm not sure.

Everyday I walk out of my house and add something into the car. Yesterday it was yet another laundry basket-this one full of shoes. I no longer have any shoes in the house except for what is on my feet for the day. This, you see, gives the illusion that I don't have a storage problem at my house for potential home buyers. Tricky right? Not really-just exhausting and embarrassing. Brooke believes that we lost her box of playdough...nope...just in the car. Oh and that stainless steel garbage can your admiring while sitting behind me at the stop light? No silly, not a brand new purchase from Bed, Bath and Beyond....actual.garbage. Jealous? Yeah, thought so.

The lengths that we are going to don't just stop at getting our cars to smell like a large dirty diaper on wheels (take that literally). We have stopped sleeping in our bedroom. In an effort to not lie on this blog I will rephrase-we haven't returned to sleeping in our bedroom. Initially, we had been camping it out in the family room for fear that Brooke would wake up if Caroline started crying. Caroline now sleeps through the night from 11:00 p.m. - 7:00 a.m. (yeah, she is a rock star we know). When I asked Gary if we should head back to our room he reminded me that we would then have another room to clean and bed to make every morning in case we had to show the house. Do you think that I should have taken this personally? I didn't. I admired his intelligence and 'always thinking' mentality.

I'm kind of getting over it. A new house (or old one that is new to me) is losing it's appeal as I start to not be able to fit the children into the car next to the days laundry that didn't get folded in time. 2 weeks down...???? to go....

Hat Party!!!

So, we were bored on Sunday and obviously inside with nasty cold and rainy weather. So...what better to do then try on every hat that you can find in our house! Caroline was much more cooperative then Brooke, but we had fun. Enjoy the pictures!

Princess Caroline

We have discovered headbands...with a crown :)

The bucket hat, one leg pulled up look-perfect.

Again with the headband..this was the end of here trying anything on

A future in construction..maybe..

Or the life in Paris...possibly..

No matter what, she is a Cardinals fan

Who looks stellar in a hot pink bow

and even more FABULOUS when that hot pink bow is a HUGE pink flower
(Gary totally hates this accessory, but as you can see-it is a hit with my daughters)

Because I am SUCH a great mom :)

I am not a big cold weather person-much more of a Spring and Fall kind of gal. Needless to say, when it is gross and snowy outside, I am not the first to bundle up and take the kids out to build snowmen. I do want Brooke to be able to play in the snow, though, so why not bring it inside! Lame you think?? Not so much-she was thrilled!! She honestly played with her own personal snow for well over an hour and I didn't have any wet clothes to deal with either :)

Enjoying her toy bathtub filled with snow.

Who doesn't love using their mom's kitchen items for a little snow play?

Side note-I don't think that Brooke would like outdoor snow either-she asked for gloves while playing in her kitchen snow world "mom...this makes me soo cold.."

Yes-I let her eat the snow-I mean it was freshly fallen on the deck?

Maybe I found a little dirt after I saw her eating it...but I tried it too and we're all cool...


DELICIOUS!!!

Want some??

Where have I been....

Sorry our mom hasn't been blogging all week..we gave her and my dad the stomach flu-good thing we're cute :)

She totally likes me the best right?

Last night (or more early this morning) I head Brooke call for me yet again. Hoping not to find a naked child using her floor as a diaper again I went to check on her. She was waiting for me at the door and informed me that she did need to be changed. No problem. I noticed that there was a terrible stench in the room, but maybe it was just my imagination..it was very early and I was very tired.

After she was all set, she asked me to lay with her in her bed. Wanting to do anything to catch at least one more hour of sleep I agreed. I am SO glad that I laid her down before crawling into her bed myself. There in front of me was the awful stench I had smelt in the room-throw up. Lots of throw up. Thanks for mentioning that to me Brooke! Out of the bed she came and I went to get Gary for back up / clean up. Once the hero (aka Dad) came to the room it was "see you later" to mom. She gave Dad the puppy dog eyes, fake cry and instantly I was left to clean up the vomit alone. Oh-before they left me she did request that I pick the contents out of her hair-why was Mom chosen to do this again? I thought I was on comfort patrol and brought Gary in to take care of the nastiness on the bed? He even got a, "Love you Daddy." Wait-who was the one that came in the room when you called??!! Not Dad! He was fast asleep! I am simply the household, vomit cleaning slave-nothing more. That's ok, I am sure that she will do me the courtesy of giving me her 24hr bug next-it is the least she can do right :)

Urine and vomit two days in a row-can life get any better??!!

Nap time

Since today is President's Day, Brooke did not attend her usual Monday Kids Day Out. I stayed in (on this incredibly snowy day) with both ladies and, as usual, Brooke brought excitement to our day by mid-afternoon.

It was nap time and I left her in her to settle in for a good 1.5-2 hour nap...it was not to be. After being alone in the bedroom for maybe 30 minutes, I heard the infamous, "MOM! Mommy need you!" I have to admit, I thought it was her basic ploy to get me back there to either 1. get a cup of water or 2. simply not take her nap. I let the request go for about 5 more minutes, but when she kept calling out for me I began to think that I may actually be needed for something. When I opened the door, there she was-no pants, no diaper-just hanging out in a Notre Dame sweatshirt among 6 pairs of underwear. Well-at least she knew where to find those but DUDE your not potty trained what are you doing??

I asked, "Brooke-what is going on in here?"
To which she replied, "Mom, I peed."
Me, "In your diaper? Is that why you took it off?"
Brooke, "no-in dere" (pointing to her closet)....

I'm sorry...what?? Who pees in the closet except for overly served college aged males in the middle of the night??

Brooke, "You clean it up, ok?!"
Me, "Brooke, get back in bed-take a nap..and please do not pee in the closet anymore-we are trying to sell a house after all :)"

Don't worry, I did clean up said urine.

She is now napping and re-dressed in a diaper and WonderPet underwear over the diaper. I am really hoping that this is getting us one step closer to actually being at least interested in potty training.....

Lashes for Days...

This is one feature Caroline can be glad she got from her father. I have never seen eyelashes like hers before. Brooke's come in a close second, but Carolines are just gorgeous-like could be in a commercial beautiful. Lucky Lady :)