No - Nooooooo!

I did it. I finally said no. To work. It was hard. I worked an immunization clinic today so I would have got double time if I went to work a night tonight. But I said no. To double time. This is a big step for me people. I share it with you so you can praise me and tell me how awesome I am. Never mind the fact that I had no one to watch my kids tomorrow so I wouldn't have slept and that Brad told me to say no... The point is I said no. And now I am at home in my pajamas eating too many cookies that the lovely RC and fam brought us. And soon I will crawl into bed instead of taking care of sicko kiddies. And I will be happy. All because I said no. I should try this more often!

Nothing like sharing some germs. Lots of snotty noses around here!

tree time

It would be great if I was one of those awesome moms who can hand the Christmas tree over to her kids. Let them make ornaments and clump them on wherever they want. And let her husband use colored Christmas lights that remind him of his childhood. And maybe even let them have a real tree and deal with the needles everywhere.
But I'm not that awesome mom.
And it's funny, because it's not like I have this gorgeous tree if I do it how I want. But in my dreams it's a perfect tree.
So since I'm not that awesome mom it's a good thing I have an awesome husband. A husband who as we speak is on his way home with a new tree. A skinny tree. A prelit with white lights tree. A tree that I saw last night at D and C's Christmas party and wanted so bad. A tree that will have no home until next Christmas when I am in my house. A tree just for me.

I have no tree this year. I get to try to keep my kids out of my moms tree and keep them from breaking anything Christmas related. Here is a bit of my tree and my baby face big boy and my chubbers baby last year. Isn't it crazy when you look at pictures of your kids and think how the heck has been a whole year already!

tired

I'm tired of working so much.
I'm tired of at least 4 shifts a week.
You know you work like a crazy person when you work an 8 hour night and then head right on over to an immunization clinic for 5 hours.
I'm tired of giving people H1N1 shots.
I'm tired of dreaming about immunization instructions because I give them 300 times a day.
I'm tired of having not done a dang thing for Christmas because I work too much.
I'm tired of not being excited for Christmas because I have done nothing and because I have no house.
I'm tired of trying to organize everything for my house on my breaks at work.
I'm tired of the government taking so much of my money. What was the point of picking up so many extra shifts if they just take it all away?
My body is tired.
My husband is tired of me working so much.
My mind is tired.
And worst of all my kids are tired.
I'm tired of my little mama's boy being all about daddy.
"but mom I will miss you when you go to work" Most of all I'm tired of not hearing this. He doesn't even ask if I am working anymore. He just assumes I am.
That is just too much.
I'm tired.
I'm going to bed.
I'm going to call staffing in the morning and drop some shifts.

Kudos to working mom's everywhere.

happy halloween

Sit down. Don't fall off your chair. I am posting something in a timely manner for once.
A little of the October festivities around our house.

Ate pancake pumpkins a few times this month.
Cookie time.
Would you like a tiny bit of cookie with your icing?
Let's give out mom's to your friends and keep yours for us okay Roman. Okay mom.
Some good old costume store toys.
Ready for the Halloween party. Who knows what's up with my pose.
Carving time.
Some family trick or treating OZ style.
My cuties.
Little Skunk. Finn's daytime costume. Yes he needed a daytime costume. It was just too cute not to. Went all over town and enjoyed people telling me how cute my kids were! Ha Ha! Thanks for letting us borrow it Jill.

The little tail is my favorite part.
We love us some Halloween at our house!

Off to raid the kids candy and watch a movie with Mr. Skywalker, minus the wig...

your opinion matters, really it does, don't listen to my husband when he tells you not to influence me...

Okay people. Indecisive me needs some help.
I can't find a picture that will post and not be fuzzy.
So go here.
Click on "SILGRANIT Sinks" link.
top right hand, click on "view drop in sinks"
Middle of third row - Diamond Maxi sink.
And think to yourself, if I was buying a house with this kitchen sink would I love it or hate it?
Single bowl, so great for soaking a roaster, big bun pans, big pots.
It is just as wide as a regular sink.
I love it. But I love weird things sometimes. And we don't know if we are staying forever or trying to sell in a few years.
So what do you think?

Also, what is your opinion on flooring in the master bedroom - hardwood or carpet?

eating off the treats shelf
loving the dirt piles at the lot
Insisted on going to Lethbridge like this today, lion nose and whiskers a must.

a few to remember

After spinning around a ton Roman stops and then says: hey guys, the house is all dizzy!

Brad read him Hiawatha's Bear Hunt at bedtime.
Brad: and Hiawatha went home to his teepee
Roman: no dad, it's a peepee
Brad: Um, no it's not. It's a teepee. Say teepee.
Roman: No, it's a peepee
They argued for awhile and finally Brad gave up.


So now we can add teepee to the x rated list of toddler words in our house.
teepee = peepee
pepperoni=peckeroni
corn = porn
kitty = titty

Roman likes to be a lion. A lion with plaws, not claws. Anyway, one night I was getting him undressed and then into his pajamas
Roman, while buck naked: mom, lick my bum.
Me: What did you say?
Roman: I said lick my bum. Lions lick their bums.
Me: Well people don't lick bums.
Roman: But mom I'm a lion.
Me: Well then lick your own bum.
Roman: But mom (always has a but mom or bud dad) I can't reach it.
He tries to reach it. Luckily he can't.
I changed the subject.

one

One year old.
My little Finn turned one year old on Friday September 4th.
He looks too tiny to be one. Tiny to me anyway, everyone else thinks he is huge. Such is life as a Davis baby I guess.
It went by so fast. SO FAST. Is it funny to look back over the last year. I liked times of it more than Roman's first year. And then other times I enjoyed Roman's first year more. Make sense? I am looking forward to the next year. Learning more about Finn's personality. He kinda hides it. Roman was less of a mystery in a way. Still, they always manage to surprise you just when you think you have them figured out right.
It's amazing how the love multiplies. For Brad, seeing him with two boys. For my sweet little Finn. No questions asked, just pure love from day one. And for Roman too. I thought I already loved him as much as I could, but I was wrong. Seeing him with his brother melts my heart and adds a whole new dimension to the love.


So Finn. One year old.
- not walking yet, but standing for longer periods of time and walking along furniture
- has a goofy crinkly nose smile
- needs a haircut, really bad
- loves food with flavor and salt. But fruit is his favorite. Some favs this summer are blueberries, strawberries, raspberries from the garden, watermelon, cherries, and zucchini with butter salt and pepper.
- isn't too fond of swimming
- loves to hit everyone and laughs when I sternly tell him to stop but cries when daddy tells him
- doesn't care for milk in a bottle or sippie cup, but is getting better.
- still breastfeeds. He loves it. I am trying to stop. He is really upset with me this past few weeks for slowly taking it away from him. Grandma and daddy have had to step in for some extra cuddles.
- has a temper. Big time. Should make for some fun tantrums over the next few years.
- rides well and sleeps well in the car
- goes for walks and bike rides good in the chariot as long as he has some snacks
-only uses a soother to sleep
- still takes 2 naps a day. anywhere from 30 min to and hour and a half. Totally unpredictable.
- goes to bed really good
- is a huge mommas boy
- idolizes his big brother
- loves to get a hold of Romans favorite toys when Ro isn't around. Gets a huge grin on his face and giggles like he is getting away with murder
- has such a cute little laugh
- loves bath time
- loves climbing up stairs, but refuses to learn how to get back down
- has 2 top teeth and 4 bottom ones
- loved his birthday cake