Dressing them up is so much fun.

Wednesday was Jorja's Halloween festivities at preschool. I did not realize until that morning that they were to wear costumes. So I went digging and thankfully a costume that we had borrowed for Jonah 4 years ago was still in the closet. *My Bad*

So I threw it on her and she was absolutely fabulous:

Dorothy has not been so cute since Judy Garland.



And then there was tonight. Jonah really got into the "rock star" theme.


We may need to censor her High School Musical and Camp Rock watching for a while.

Our pumpkin this year turned out pretty cool, too. We used a dremmel and even though it sprayed pumpkin goo all over Jason, it was pretty easy.

Jonah got it, too.

But she seems fine now. Please, please, let us be on the mend.

A plague upon this house!

The two little ones are regurgitating.

Jorja started with #3 last night at dinner. (#3, by definition is #2 in liquid form. My friend Dinah and her family are to be credited with that one)

Sushi was a bad idea, that's for sure. She was being a very big girl, too. She kept asking to go to the potty, and then, well...you know.

At about 2:30 last night Jonah came to our room and told us Jorja was going to throw up. She kept making "hwah, hwah, hwah" sounds. When I finally came out of my sleep coma, I smelled it. Much like the liberal media, Jonah had only reported half the story, there was, in fact, vomit already. On Jorja, on her bed, pillow, blankie, Jonah's bed, and, of course Jorja.

Once Jason and I got the mess all cleaned up, I assumed the position on the couch with Jorja on a pallet next to me. Sometime later, maybe 4 am, Jorja began to whine. She wanted juice. I gave her a small sip of gatorade and some Emetrol and it was mere seconds before she launched that into the toilet. What a trooper. Obviously hurting and whining, she still managed to keep it in the toilet. The kid has aim, that's for sure. Then she turned and gave the toilet a what for from the other end. She actually smiled when it was over.

Once round two was over and cleaned up, we headed back for our pillows and slept for a few hours (me, not so much, waiting for round 3) until Josie woke us up around 8. Thank you Josie for sleeping in!!

Unfortunately, within 15 minutes Josie went to tossing cookies as well. She looked scared at first, since this is her first time throwing up like that, but I rushed her into the bathroom and set her on the side of the sink, where, in true Josie fashion, she finished throwing up while seeming to really not mind. Her motto will someday be "go with the flow".

So here sits a tired and kind of grossed out mommy, sipping coffee and waiting to see if our last round of gatorade stays down.

Sometimes you just have to "hug it out"

When you poop, that is.

Jorja has pooped on the potty two days in a row, without being reminded. This is a very, very big deal. Only, she was having a little trouble with it, and asked me if I could help. She needed me to "hug it out" for her. So I gave her a big squeeze and "viola" we achieved a big girl poo.

That might sound a little sick to some of you, but this pales in comparison to my adventures in the Corn Maze porta-potty with Jorja today. Ick. I am waaaayyy to citified for that mess. I was holding on until I had to bend over to pull up her panties and skort. And then...*hurp* it was bad. It stunk. And there I was leaning into it. *hurp* I quickly threw the door open and pushed Jorja out to finish getting her clothes on.

So my praise for the day is: "Thank you, most omnipotent God, for plumbing. I would be a mess without it. Amen."

I'm gonna start crying...

Just a warning. I'm going into Josie's room to clean out the clothes that are too small. This happens every time with her. It's the knowledge that she will more than likely (like 99.999999999999999999999%) be my last wearing all those cute dresses. And the shoes...*sigh*

Don't get me started on the burp rags, nursing covers, socks, rattles, bibs. It's just overwhelming.
This darn uterus...darn hormones.

Why do preschool teachers love glitter so much?

I opened up Jorja's backpack yesterday to find an orange carrot shape covered in glitter. Her entire backpack was filled with shinny orange specks. Including her changes of clothes. I took it to the garage in attempt to stop the infestation (this stuff spreads like gossip in a Baptist church) but it was too late. My house already looks like the Great Pumpkin farted orange sparkles all over it. Thank goodness I love to vacuum and dust, or this might tick me off.

We are finally back home.

And I'm not going anywhere I have to carry luggage to for quite a while.

I have to say, the last two weeks have been alot of fun, but man, I'm wiped out. Two cups of coffee and nothing! I still just want to lie on the couch and snooze all day.

However, I'm being a good girl and catching up the laundry, preparing for school...all that "good mommy" junk that we do so no one else finds out how lazy we stay at home mom's really are.

Jonah is having a bath...

I promised her a fun bath in our Jacuzzi tub with lots of bubbles. There are so many, you can only see her head.



She is in there now singing "Sovereign Grace":

Sovereign grace o’er sin abounding,
Waves of love in power swell;
‘Tis a deep that knows no sounding,
Who its breadth or length can tell?
On its glories, on its glories
Let my soul forever dwell.

Chorus:
Sovereign grace,
It reaches the depths of my sin
And kindles a fire within.
Lord, shed it anew
And fix all my passions on You
By sovereign grace.

What from Christ my soul can sever,
Bound by everlasting bands?
Once in Him, in Him forever
The eternal cov’nant stands;
None can pluck me, none can pluck me
From the Father’s mighty hands.

Heirs of God, joint heirs with Jesus,
Long ago this gift was won;
To His name eternal praises!
Oh! what wonders He has done!
One with Jesus, one with Jesus,
By eternal union one.

On such love I’ll ever ponder,
Love so great, so rich, so free;
Ever asking, lost in wonder,
Why, O Lord, such love to me?
Hallelujah, hallelujah,
Grace will reign eternally.

Leaving again.

Since we are unpacking/packing from Disney and for Atlanta I'm going to have to put a Disney recap on hold.

I might get in one day or so of trip description, and let me tell you, that first night was a doosie.

In the mean time, check out my big girls on the way down...


We made the pink princess pillows as a craft the week before...Jorja had such fun with the stuffing, she decided to decorate the living room with it. Nothing like gathering poly-fill balls off a 10 foot radius in your living room!

Back from Disney...

Brain is fried.

Here's a pic to tide you over...