treat yo self

In the words of Tom Haverford, sometimes you just have to 'treat yo self'.  That's what I did today, treated myself to a pedicure that was long OVERDUE! It may be snowing outside, but deep down I'm desperate for spring so I opted for a cute spring-y purple color to lift my spirits. 

*I don't think there is 
any way to take a cute picture 
of feet, this was the best I got. Yuck.

If this weather is getting you down and you need a pick-me-up, you should go visit Andria at Blush hair salon in Dallas, she does great work and that calf massage is To. Die. For.  

what stinks?

Potty training, that's what.


I try and take a cute picture of Everett in his big boy undies, and all I get is him and his derriere scurrying under the side table to do his "business" in private before I could catch him. Rats!

From the mouth of babes

After ending our prayers last night-


Me: In Jesus' name, Amen.
Everett: Aaaamin.
Everett: Where's Jesus?
Me: In heaven.
Everett: Heaben?
Me: Yes, Heaven.
Everett: Ooooh, He be right back, he went to da store and He be right back, mommy.

We work quick

 A fun little memory, taken before leaving the hospital after the birth of both our children. 

 Look at us, a couple of ramshackle new parents. Totally exhausted, totally naive, and totally in love with our newest addition to our family. {Everett Leo McMullin 1-2-2010}

 We don't waste anytime do we? In and out of the hospital in about 24 hours; I wouldn't call us seasoned pros, but pretty darn close {har, har}. Don't we look bright eyed and bushy tailed? We must have forgotten about the first go-around. We are so happy to have our little prince and now our princess. Life feels pretty darn complete. 

{Zooey Jane McMullin 10-14-2011}

cha-cha-cha-changes

A sneak peek at some changes happening at Casa de McMullin!

Oatmeal...

Here is the back story as to why there was an entire container of oatmeal in my bathroom in the first place. I have poison oak, badly, covering about half my body, bad. So, I've heard that oatmeal helps with poison oak, I used it in the shower. As I was getting dressed in our room I heard echoed squeals of delight, I yelled at my husband 'where are the kids'?!? His reply 'in Everett's room playing'.

This is what I found...

                  

Did this little darling commit such a crime alone, or did he have help?

Oh, he had help alright. His partner in crime exiting her hiding place, the shower.

 BUSTED!!!

wordless wednesday: chubadub