SUCCESS...NEED I SAY MORE?

LOVE THAT BETTY CROCKER!

A girl and her cake

So do you all remember that marvelous cake I made for Jeff's mission president? Well, I decided that I wasn't going to let one cake ruin me...even though I have never made a normal looking cake...So I decided to do it again. Since Jeff is gone, and it is my last week with my family, I thought I would make it for them. Really, the pictures speak for themselves. Halfway through cooking I had to take the cakes out because smoke was filling the house. I did it again...ruined cake. Oh well...I still have one last try in me...this cake will not beat me. I will overcome!

Mom's favorite babysitter

Daniel is obsessed with his jumper...and rightfully so! Who doesn't love to jump on a fun chair to music while bungee cords are springing you back up? He really could stay in it for hours. Well, I thought I would try it and see how long he could stay in there. I put him to the ultimate test...watching mom do her hair. The other day I was straightening my hair (which takes a good 45 min. from wet to dry...what can I say...I am high maintenance). He did so well, all up until the last 5 minutes and he tuckered out. So you be the judge...does this picture say "Bad Parenting" or just "Worn-out Kid"? Poor little guy!

Adventures in Motherhood

Now, I don't have a picture of this one...rightfully so...it is just a good lesson learned. I went grocery shopping tonight by myself. Now I hate to have to make more than one run back to the car when unloading the groceries, so I did it all in one run. This meant I had to carry Daniel in one arm, and all the groceries in the other while locking car doors and opening the apartment door. Not easy. Well, I was wearing the shorts that I purchased right after I had Daniel...I have lost a little weight since then...my story continues. It was about 6:30 PM and all the neighbors were out doing yard work. As I made my way to the apartment (baby steps might I add, so that I wouldn't drop anything), I could feel my pants starting to fall. However, with my arms full, and my determination not to make another run, I ignored the minor inconvenience. Step by step, they fell even further. I started walking as fast as I could. By the time I made it to the apartment door, my shorts were almost all the way down my behind. I am sure someone saw, but come on...I have to get a "pass" for being a mom. Quite the adventure this motherhood thing!