Potty Training

This is what happened when I told Kit that Penny Lane (cabbage patch doll) needs to go potty in the toilet like a big girl.

Both Fingers.....

It's Here...and It's Hot!

I was given an exclusive invite to this year's Shut Up & Dip It's big salsa making day. This is how it went down:
Who= 3 people
What= 60 jars of Shut Up & Dip It in varying degrees of heat
When= A Packer football Sunday...8+hours
Why= Because 100lbs of tomatoes, 75+ peppers, a big bag of onions and various secret ingredients were begging to be reincarnated into a salsa which seems to have some heat behind it this year
Where= A small kitchen and one oven...hoping for bigger digs next year
How Much Beer= Todd got this day confused with a beer drinking contest and probably polished off a 12pk by himself....somehow he can make salsa and double-fist Bud Light:)

Will we ever have Baby #2?

I don't know....I have asked myself that question everyday since Kit was born. And, lots of people keep asking now that Kit is 2.
I try to imagine our lives with another baby and I sometimes can't get past the fact that I would have to give-up Spotted Cow again for 10mos. Once in awhile, I do get past the first stopping-point and I wonder how I could become more patient, create more time, pull two more hands out of my ass, grow more money, calm down enough to have another baby, get a job that didn't require me to feel guilty about not working 50-60hrs a week.
Then I get mad at myself because I've only considered myself in the equation. HELLO--There's two other people in the house! Kit would love to have a brother/sister. I'm not so sure about my husband. He says, "maybe when the house is done." I know Hell is on it's way to freezing over at our house, but I don't think it's going to be as cold we think. There's always another project around the corner.
I read an article in which a woman was struggling with the decision of adding Baby #2. She and her partner decided not to grow their family and she wrote a great snippet on how she has come to terms with their decision: "Or perhaps in another lifetime I will meet my other child, the one I won’t be having. Or she will come to me in a dream in this life, and we will live together every night, after I fall asleep. Yes, I say to myself, yes. It isn’t that she doesn’t exist. It is just that she lives on the other side, and I will visit her and love her there."
Whatever happens will be and I'd like to think that I can rationalize it just as she had. Kit is one of the coolest kids I know and I'm glad that we are lucky enough to have her in our lives.

The Quiet Didn't Last that Long

To say the least, Kit is talkative. She does not keep her mouth shut for very long. She has a comment/question for everything. When she isn't talking, she is probably singing with her Dora book. We tried to see how long the tape would stay on....2 seconds:)

First Pumpkin Painting of 2010

Kit & Grandma Wagner got down & dirty on a Saturday morning.

One of the Last Rides of the Year:(

Good times at the "Big" Park

It Almost Feels Like Hell is Freezing Over...

Wallpaper in the front entry=gone, paint in the back entry=done, new doors=installed, all woodwork=beaming, kit's room=reorganized, rugs=rug-doctored, power-washing the house=will be done tomorrow when Dad comes, kitchen cabinets=almost ready for install.

It's been two weeks and we've gotten a lot done, but there's a lot more to do. We've lived in this house for three years and just now I'm finally beginning to feel like we're really getting somewhere. Don't let the outside's peeling paint fool you...Troy has always been busy. But, now we just want to get it done and we're calling-in all our favors.

Mom has spent six days with me while I've been off and believe me I'm not a fun one to work with sometimes. It takes me a few swear words to really want to dig in and get dirty. After 30 years, I've decided I should finally start listening to her. She has made me want to get this house done, to do things the right way, and most of all use Murphys Oil Soap like nobody's business. I'm ashamed to say a Swiffer has been cleaning my woodwork for awhile and it's about time it took a hiatus. 509 Fountain St has never smelled so good. God bless Murphys Oil Soap!

I don't know if I hate this house or love this house...maybe I'll just hate it while it's ugly, and then when it's beautiful it will be my favorite thing in the world....go f*cking figure.

Girl....Get down right NOW!