Blakes army crawl

Wondering...

Does anyone else wonder what it would be like to wear a skin tight Olympic gymnast uniform or a swim cap like Ryan Lochte?! Because I do! I want to know how tight these 2 items really feel because looking at them on the T.V. they look like part of the skin!! Anyways..random ponder.

A week in pictures...

Miss Blakely getting to be such a big girl!

 Love these girls

 All tucked in with her babies                                                             Chillin' in mommy & daddy's bed

 Sisterly Love

 Brynn got ahold of the camera :)

 First swim in Janice's pool. She was soo relaxed and just hung out!

 She loves this little boat

 Constantly has her hands in her mouth...

 Grandma Ruth came to swim!

 So did Auntie Anna!

 Standing on the bottom with a little help from Janice

A change in weather....

 More hands in the mouth

Putting the toppings on her own pizza for the first time!

She must be teething :)

Another Roll Over...

Blakely Rolling Over

Blakes has decided she is tired of just laying on her back or stomach all the time (which ever the person chooses who lays her down)...so she has decided that she will decide if she wants to be on her stomach if someone lays her on her back :) It started out just one time, and it was a BIG effort. Then she waited a day and then did it again...then she waited a couple days and got shy when we "told" her to roll over for Uncle Joe and Aunt Dani...she proceeded to do it as they were driving out the driveway :) She seems to enjoy doing it when she isn't put on the spot. Then she rolled over for GramKacky and Grandpa John....then decided to wait another day to do it again. Uncle Joe and Aunt Dani came over again yesterday and (Blakes had been rolling over earlier on in the day) we tried to get her to do it...they looked away and she did it :) I have gotten the camera out multiple times to try and capture it but she seems to get stage fright or something...

however...

this morning I captured it!!

I got another video too but it won't upload :( She rolled a couple different times for the camera :)

Clean House

Everyday I get irritated that our house is never clean. There is always something that needs to be done and some days are waaaaaaay worse than others...for instance...today is a major MESSY house day. Not only did we get home from camping just 2 days ago but I have been busy finishing homework for my 2 online classes and taking B to swim lessons (yes i know that i only takes about 1 1/2 hours of my day up but still). Today all I have done is fold 1/2 a load of laundry while another 2 1/2 loads sits awaiting. I should clean my bathroom, sweep/mop the entry and at least sweep the kitchen (when I washed the rugs yesterday one of them shed it's plastic backing all over...and it still sits :(  ) I do need to run the vacuum too...oh and unload the dishwasher and put away the dry dishes that adorn the counter from hand-washing last night. As I look around my living room I wonder...if I didn't have 2 kids would the house be clean? If you count all of the things I listed above the answer would be no  because those don't involve kids...but they do if I take into account the time spent away from housework to be with my kiddos. Sitting on the floor next to Blakely while she plays on her play mat, I see all sorts of things...a package of wipes, 2 burp rags, 1 blanket, a baby doll, a stuffed cat, 2 unmatching plastic dress up shoes a purple lipstick purse, a roll of masking tape, 1 pink garden glove, a mistmatch of kindling (in which Brynn has turned into building blocks), a sippy cup, a neon pink heart purse, 1 pair of pink shoes, 1 wind-up stuffed duck, an open box of plastic dr. supplies, a pink bowl that once held cinnamon toast crunch sans milk, a teddy, an array of folded/unfolded laundry, 3 books, 1/2 eaten granola bar, a pacifier, 3/4 cup of coffee (made just this afternoon...it doesn't still sit there from this morning), a vacuum that is yearning to be used today (at least it is out right?!, that should count for something)...oh and a baby on a playmat and a 3 year old that keeps asking me "can you move pretty please, so I can get by." (Baby and I are blocking her path to the slider to go outside)...I can see all this from sitting in one spot in the living room...wow, I better stop this blogging and get to work! :)