Oh no! Its Angus! Cover your mouths!

Super sweet

Okay. are we done now?


It is now 1:30pm, Ford has already spit up 8 times today. Twice on my skirt, once on my shoulder, 8 times on himself. Seriously, how did we get so lucky in the vomit department?

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Here is how I am going to tackle my laundry/cleaning problem:
1. prayer - my small group is helping me with this
2. punishment...of myself. I have told myself this week that i cannot go to the gym until the kitchen is clean, and that I cannot go shopping until the laundry is put away.
I did not make it to the gym on Monday. I did not make it shopping yesterday because it took so long to do that crappy laundry. But today, my house is almost clean, people. Hooray.

Here is how I am going to concur the sweet tooth:

1. Prayer, (I am just now adding this, because I had not thought to do that before, but as my friend says, God is in the details)
2. I am going to stop before I eat something sweet or junkie and say to myself, "Self?...will you feel better about yourself if you eat that 3rd bag of mini M&Ms? OR will you feel better about yourself if you don't?" (Last night this stopped me from going back for a second ice cream cone.
Dreyer's 1/2 fat Mint Chocolate Cookie. It is tasty stuff.)
3. Eating fruit and drinking lots of water