Miss E got to see the ocean and experience sand for the first time….she LOVED both!

Going ANYWHERE with my SIL means pictures…so we all got dressed up and did pictures on the beach.

We had a great time!  The weather was nice and the kids LOVED teaching Miss E all kinds of new things!

By the end of the week we were exhausted and missing The Housepkant!!!

I LOVE vacations…but there is NO place like home!!

On the way, we stopped at Bucksnort, TN (yes, that IS a real town) to grab some lunch and stretch our legs.  Apparently Bucksnort is the home of the pinball museum.  Weird…but awesome!

While in Memphis,  we took the girls to Graceland. The Housepkant was quite impressed with Elvis’ sense of style.

But more so his taste in cars.  Apparently this car was made in Indianpolis.  Hmm…who knew…The Housepkant apparently.

Miss E checked out the grass at Graceland.  It’s the small things in life.

We celebrated with the Birthday Boy with an Easter Egg Hunt.  It happened to be Miss E’s first…

And we did our fair share of playing…and Miss E showed her sassy side.

On our way home we passed Cooter, Arkansas…who would CHOOSE to live there?

Oh…and Miss E was fed up with our driving….so she took the wheel.

Vacation Part II next time…

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The Housepkant and I found this AWESOME cupcake camper a couple of months ago.

It’s a vintage airstream that has been parked outside of a local outdoor mall.

The cupcakes… delicious.

I had a Red Velvet cupcake.

The Housepkant had a Strawberry Shortcake cupcake.

The Cupcake Camper was the PERFECT discovery for the Cupcake Governess.  Fo Sho.  ;)

Oh…and…look at this princess at Easter:

Like an idiot I ASSUMED I would be like June Cleaver and have a spotless home and a piping hot dinner waiting for The Housepkant on the table when he got home from work.  Yeah right!  For the first month he came home to a crying baby, a messy house, and an even messier wife.  I mean a MESSY wife.  I think I went nearly 6 wks without shaving my legs… talk about a sex kitten!

Now, here I am, about 3 months into official stay at home mom status and I have managed to keep the dishes under control… and I think that’s about it.  Baby steps, right?  Baby steps.

My most recent venture, is our finances.  The housepkant put me in charge of finances and a budget.  Please let me explain that I have NEVER been good with or responsible with money.  So, with some awesome resource tips from friends I am trying to change the way we, as a family and I as an adult woman spend money.  Did I mention my house is still a disaster and I am trying to master 12 credit hours at school?

Now, Miss E.  She is one awesome kid!  She is rolling around and doing a pretty bang up job of sitting up on her own.  But she would rather be standing and bouncing.  She  has not time for baby things…she’s a girl on a mission and she is going places… if only her Jumperoo moved!  I have a hold me baby and maybe that is a result of her mommy (I’m not the ONLY guilty party) holding her all of the time.  But I guarantee that in 30 years, while people are wishing they would have spend more time with their babies…  I won’t be regretting holding her instead of getting the laundry done.  I’m no perfect momma, I let her pull on the dog’s ears and I let the dog lick her right in the face and she naps when and if she wants to and eats however much she pleases but she knows and loves her momma and that’s all that matters to me.

So here I am… back at blogging… vowing to do better…

Resuming my 365:

Something else I’ve accomplished in my absence: The perfect Fruit Pizza!  You likey?

Shit, being a stay at home mom is hard!

What is your best stay at home mom advice?

Dad reading her to sleep or boring her to sleep…either way the goal was accomplished, sleep.

Day 9

“Mom, dad says my food looks like vomit!”

Day 6.

Drooling on her church dress.

Day 7.

She has discovered her thumb…now all things are right in her world.

The feet of a princess, the feet of an angel or the feet of God?  To me, all apply.

Because I’ve never arrived on time to anything in my life, I was 15 minutes late.  Guess what, they have a 15 minute grace period.  So once I got there they had to go check wit the doctor to see if she would still see me… oops.

So the nurse weighs and measures Miss E and leaves us to wait for the doctor. So we waited… and waited and waited. Can someone explain to me why I get treated like a dead beat when I’m 15 minuted late and the doctor makes me wait twice that!  Whatever.

So the doctor came in and while  looking over Miss E she asked me if she had rolled over yet.  Well… you see… did I mention she’s my first born?  She doesn’t really like to lay down… and since she sleeps with me *wince* no… she hasn’t rolled over yet. No sooner had I gotten the confession out of my mouth that my little brat rolled over, right there on the table, in front of the doctor. Seriously kid, couldn’t you have done that before I confessed  to being a sucker?

Then she asked how much is she eating and how often? Crap! She eats however much she wants whenever she wants to eat. *wince* That answered passes, Thank God!

Can someone explain to me how these crazy women on the Maury Show or Jerry Springer Show don’t know their “man” is cheating on them or don’t realize they are sneaking out at night to dress in drag but can raise a whole litter of kids?

This mom thing isn’t as easy as it looks!

We also found out yesterday we could start baby food.  First on the menu: sweet potatoes.  Success.  Day 2…