Obsessed with Pinterest.
I can't even blog because I am spending any spare time I come across, digging into this site....
If you haven't checked it out yet, do.
You will not be let down.
I told Lance that I think I started a movement with my friends!
I know so many people have joined due to my non-stop gushing.
Even people who claim to hate me are following the movement... ;)
This is like Woodstock!
If you are finding yourself cleaning in ninja mode, letting a few loads of laundry go, and allowing one more cartoon on Nick Jr just to see what else you can pin before you shut things down,
know you aren't alone.
The site is like crack.
It's part of the movement! ;)
Now if only I could get back into my home...
and find the time, material, money and talent to put together all of these AMAZING ideas!
(the craftiest person I know)
I need your help!
that's about all I have to say--
but I can share some pictures from the week!
...and a few Maddox-isms.
That he is "going to make me a princess and buy me a palace."
He asked me to get him a Popsicle and was certain I wouldn't have any problems with the task, since I am "strong and brave."
He asked my mom if he "broke her heart yesterday?"
He keeps us rolling!
He said if we were a family of animals, Lance would be a crocodile, Beckham a mouse, and me... an elephant. Yep. An elephant.
He told Lance to "drop it" when he was harping on him to put the seat down when he pottied.
And has found himself in time-out a few times for his new use of the word "no" and "because I don't want to."
He loves to tell us about his dreams in the morning... which are usually about his Gigi and I have a sneaky suspicion they are usually just a way of telling us what he wants to do for the day!
I do know he was dreaming the other night about "planets" and the "solar system"... because he talks in his sleep a lot... and I heard a lot about those two.
His daddy talks in his sleep too.
[This past week he was yelping out in pain, cussing and saying he was being stabbed by a wal-mart grocery cart]
And so does his Gigi.
[her's would need their own post all-together!]
Beckham on the other hand is just doing what he does best:
grinning, eating, pooping, and not-sleeping.
He's sure cute, and loooooooves his mommy.
I love them both so.