Update, et al.....

Yo, peeps. Happy Saturday night. We just had a fantastic steak dinner cooked by Spencer on the Big Green Egg. We were joined by my in-laws (shout out to Nam & Pop) and our dear friend, Bobby. It was a good night.

Potty training update - Tait has it clinched. She's rocking the house. We have had 1 accident in 3 days. Today she wore Daisy Duck panties and told me that Daisy will be sad if she tee teed on her. Hey, whatever works, right? I am still putting her in pull-ups for nap and bedtime, but today she woke up from her nap dry. A few more days of that and we'll try panties at nap. And the most exciting part? Are you ready? (I will go ahead and apologize to those of you who haven't gone through this - you won't fully appreciate what I'm about to tell you....) Tait pooped in the potty. 3 times. ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?! She has been absolutely terrified of pooping in the potty. But yesterday, she conquered the fear and hasn't looked back. I'm so stinking proud of her! She's proud of herself, too.
As for Camille? Nope. Nada. Nothing. The potty is NOT her friend. We're in for a long one where she's concerned, I'm afraid.

We're attempting church tomorrow, which means we're attempting to put Camille in the nursery. This has not been a pretty scene in the past. I'll letcha know how it goes. I'm fully prepared to spend the service in the lobby. Just keepin it real, yo. (Do you like the way I kinda went a little Jenny from the Block on you there? Seriously, who am I?)

Back to the Big Green Egg I mentioned at the beginning of this post. If y'all have never eaten food from a Big Green Egg, you are seriously missing out. It cooks the most fantastic food. Tonight we had steaks. We have also cooked sausage, ribs, fish, burgers, hot dogs, drunk chicken (whole chicken with the beer can in it...yum), pizza (when the flame is low and the Egg is hot, it cooks like a brick oven), ham, Boston Butt, kabobs, veggies, ... the list goes on. It is easy to use (I even use it by myself when Spencer's out of town) and the food is amazing. I gave it to Spencer for our 10th anniversary, which was a year ago, and we haven't even taken the cover off of our old grill since then.

Ok, well Spencer's home and he's back to his Guitar Hero Addiction. I guess I should get off Ye Olde Blog and watch him play.

Peace out, bloggy peeps.

Oh, and super importantly, please pray for Scott and Kelly and their newborn daughter Harper. She was born yesterday and is having some pretty significant breathing issues that might get her put on ECMO. It's even more of a shock to them since they had no idea that anything was wrong and were fully expecting a healthy baby girl. Having been through the whole NICU experience (Tait), I can testify that it ain't easy. I can also testify that our God is bigger than any health problems, worries, and scary moments. We can trust that His unfailing love and attention is all over that baby girl and He is taking care of her. You can keep up with updates on Kelly's blog.

Now, for real. Peace out.

If I Don't Pull My Hair Out First

I'd love to blog right now.

I'd love to write a post that would make you laugh until your sides hurt.

I'd love to be witty and silly and possibly a little thought provoking and spiritual.

However, I'm potty training. Tait. And. Camille. At. The. Same. Time.

Lord, please have mercy and please give me an extra shot of patience.

For the record, Tait is loving it. Camille, however, only wants to wear her Minnie Mouse panties and NOT TAKE THEM OFF. When she sits on the potty, she screams if she has to take her panties off. Um, seriously, darling, the whole point of this little project is NOT to tee tee in the panties. And I'd like for her NOT to tee tee on the Pottery Barn Kids chair that Santa brought. And preferably NOT tee tee on me.

I know. I ask for a lot.

So, for the next couple of days, I'll be pretty occupied by 2 little girls running around in Minnie Mouse panties. I'm praying for patience, very few mopping the floor opportunities, and minor Minnie Mouse panty accidents.

Thankyouverymuch for your thoughts and prayers.

California, Here I Come....Except I Already Went....

Wassup.

I just got back from San Diego yesterday.

Wait. I don't think I told you that I was going to San Diego. Maybe I did. I have no idea.

I WENT TO SAN DIEGO THIS WEEKEND.

There. We're all caught up.

Anyhoo. I had one crazy fantastic time in Cali. Lemme give a shout out to anyone who might read this blog who might be from San Diego. That place rocks and I want to go back again soon. And your weather is absolutely lovely, especially in the middle of January.

Spencer is out there for a 2 week meeting so we decided that I could go out for the weekend. I flew out on Thursday and came back yesterday. I was able to fly First Class, which was such a treat (thanks to a zillion Sky Miles that hubs has saved up) and really made the 4 1/2 hour flight better. Especially on the flight home, when the guy sitting next to me (I was in the window seat) got on the plane, requested a glass of orange juice, drank said juice, fell asleep, and slept for 4 1/2 hours until the flight attendant asked him to raise his seat back for landing. I'm not even kidding. Surely the dude took some sort of medication that made him sleepy. Good thing I have a bladder o' steel and didn't have to get up or I would've had to climb over Sleeping Beauty. I can't imagine getting wedged in a Coach seat next to him and not being able to move at all.

While we were out there, we went out to the Hotel Del Coronado to visit.


We had heard that the Sunday brunch was the most amazing thing to do there, but at seventy two American dollars per person, and since my entire breakfast repertoire consists of waffles and an occasional strawberry yogurt, we decided against the brunch and instead ate lunch on the pool deck for significantly less cashola.

We also rented a car and took a drive northward up the coast. We spent a whole day in La Jolla, which is one of the prettiest towns I've ever seen.



While there, I saw more Lamborghini's than I have ever seen. They were awesome. We went to "Children's Pool" which is where the seals are.




Real live seals. And not in a theme park. Holler. I love the Pacific Ocean.

We looked for whales, and were told that they could be spotted, but never saw any. Bummer.

We also went to Mount Soledad, which is a Veteran's Memorial on the highest mountain top close to San Diego. You can drive up there and see for miles. It was absolutely beautiful. Here's a panoramic view....





Spencer is out there until Friday, and this is officially the longest he's been away from the kids. To say he's missing them is quite the understatement. We're really ready for him to be home, too. This week, he's pretty much stuck in the hotel 24 hours a day. They have him scheduled in meetings, dinners, etc. from the time he wakes up until he goes back to bed at night. Imagine looking out your hotel balcony and seeing this


and not being able to get out and visit it.

Annoying.

While I was there, I had no access to high speed internet (unless I wanted to pay $14 a day - which i didn't) so I'm behind on my bloggy news. So please, catch me up. What's been going on in your life? I'm back the real world & am ready to reconnect to the real world.

Also, if anyone has any potty training tips for my 3 1/2 year old daughter who has NO INTEREST in using the potty, I'd much appreciate it. It might just be the death of me, Mercy.