Let’s vote in a new Sad Clown

Clowns. A lot of people have a fear of clowns. I’m not afraid of them but I typically find them annoying and a little creepy as well.
There is a sad clown that’s quite a famous clown and you see pictures of him everywhere:

Do you recognize him? He’s like the billboard for a sad clown.

I think we should change the billboard sad clown to a new representative of sad clowns. I saw the clown that’s perfect for the job the other day. I like this sad clown way better:

What do you think? We could start a world-wide petition!

But who is she……?

My husband and I started this blog together and planned to both blog and keep you entertained. I’m sure he will still decided to post a story or two on here but I have become the primary blogger. I realized that the “About” section is vague and thought maybe you want to know a little about me.

I’m in my 30’s and it only bothers me a little. They say you are only as old as you feel…. I always feel a different age. Sometimes I feel like a teenager and act like one too, but other times I wonder how I get around in this old body. It depends on the day.

I actually work a full-time, Monday – Friday job. It’s an interesting job with interesting people. I am still learning new things after almost 6 years.

I am also a student, not full-time because that would be impossible. I wish I were Superwoman but I’m not. I’m working on my AA and I take online classes. Yay!! I have about a year left and then plan to work toward a Bachelor’s in the same way.

I’m not crazy about where I live. It’s hot, we have no seasons and never get snow. I’ve lived here my whole life and surrounded by family, yet I feel a strong pull toward another area of our map. Sigh..maybe someday.

I don’t have any biological children. I do have the teenager though, she’s my child. We’ve been together forever and the only thing that seems to be missing from our relationship is all that pesky blood and DNA. I’ve watched her grow and taken care of her through the years so she’s mine! Blood be damned!

I do want more children though, biological or not. I want another child. I can’t wait for another child in the house. It gets to a point that is hard to even explain. It almost hurts. It’s a difficult thing to “try” to have a baby. It’s painful and stressful for everyone. It’s a difficult road. I may blog about it someday soon.

I’m not very girly, but I do love pink. I rarely wear heels and have no dresses. I have some specific confidence issues and as of today, my hair is too long. I love animals and children and pasta is the best!

I LOVE chocolate but if given the choice, I’d choose a Jolly Rancher. I’m a couch potato a lot of the time and it appears as if my bottom is starting to pay the price. I love lip gloss and watermelon and even watermelon lip gloss.

I hate spiders, needles, vomit or vomiting! Ugh… three biggest fears right there! I hate most veggies, and meatloaf too. Football bores me and so does golf although I love to play Mario Golf!

Is there anything else you want to know? Ask away and I’m happy to answer!

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Joys and Woes of aging

Over the past few months, much of our lives have revolved around age related things.

We started off with the teenagers birthday. Not much changed as she went from 14 to 15. She still the same wonderful teenager she was at 14. She has a little more knowledge and a little more maturity than she did this time last year. The year made a bit of difference but not a lot.

She's so beautiful!

We also celebrated my …. ahem…25th birthday. I sure love being in my 20’s! Ok, so I’m lying. I’m now 31. I think 30 is the actual age that you start to forget how old you are and you have to really THINK about it. I just did. I knew I wasn’t in my 20’s but how old am I? Oh riiighhttt…. ugh…31! I don’t usually feel 31 though so that’s a good thing – right?

Can anyone name the show this is from?

My baby cousin gave birth to her first child at the age of 20. She then turned 21. She was just a baby in my arms the other day and now I’m holding her daughter in my arms, 21 years later. This is actually the first time I held the baby of a baby I used to cuddle with years before. It’s surreal actually.

My grandmother passed away recently as well. It’s not the same rejoicing moment as a birthday or giving birth, but it does bring up age and aging. She was in her 80’s and to many, that’s a great long life. I have talked with older people before that feel 80 is quite an accomplishment. Her 90’s or even 100 would have been better. We would have had her with us that much longer. I miss her. In reality, I would not have even seen my grandmother in months. She doesn’t live near me and I only saw her once a year when she was here for her visit. But somehow, knowing you will never see someone again makes you miss them more, no matter what.

Love and Miss her!

My mommy turned 50 this month! The big five-oh! She took an awesome trip with my dad to California and got to do a lot of amazing things that she has always wanted to do. They went to “The Price is Right”, The Tonight Show, some great restaurants and saw some Hollywood sites. I’m glad she got to go and have an awesome time for her birthday! Happy Birthday Mommy and Thanks for the awesome gifts!

My mommy years ago.

My mommy and daddy just 1 year ago.

 I don’t feel 31, I don’t think my mom feels 50, my husband doesn’t even know how old he is, my much younger baby cousin is having babies and the teenager is aging with rapid pace and soon to be off to college leaving us behind. So how much does age affect us on a daily basis? When exactly do you start to feel old? Or feel your age? I know I feel older than I did 10 years ago but in reality, not that much. So how much does age matter once you reach a certain point? This is a thought that changes with age. How ironic.
 
As a child you think age does matter and you want to be older so you can do all the cool stuff and stay up late.
As a teenager, it is much of the same thoughts with thoughts of boys mixed in and how the age difference shouldn’t matter.
Ages start to become less important in your 20’s and you don’t think age is such a big deal anymore.
Once you have children age plays a part in your life once again. Your babies are growing up and aging quickly, and with boys the age difference matters big time, when it comes to your teenager!
I haven’t figured out when it changes again. When does your thought process on aging change in life once again?
 
What do all of you think about age? Do you feel it? Does it matter to you? I rambled a lot in this post but that was the thought process in my head this morning. So – tell me what you think!
 
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Can you love even family before meeting them?

Yes!! I believe you can. What do you think?

I am an only child, and in my early childhood years I was the only grandchild and niece as well. I was loved and spoiled.

When I was 8, my Aunt had her first baby and then at 10, she had her second. I was all of a sudden, not the only kid around. I had to share my stuff with the babies and of course the babies got more attention than I did too. It was a huge adjustment for me as a kid.

Ohhhh, but I sure did LOVE those babies. In the summer I would go to my Aunt’s during the day. I would watch Disney movies and read books and play with Mikki (she was 3 and 4) and I would get to play with and feed and change my baby cousin. She was perfect. I loved it. My 2 baby cousins and I had some great summer days.

A little side story – I did tell my cousin this story a few years back but I have never really told anyone else…. so to my family,…if you are reading this, it was 20 years ago and I was a child. Please do not get upset! 

Anyway, when it was nap time on some of those days I would lay in bed with Mikki and read books while my other cousin was asleep in her crib. My Aunt would go out and cut the grass and I just couldn’t stand it, I wanted that baby to wake up and play so bad. So what I would do was sneak in her room and start trying to wake her up. I would move her all around, a little nudge and maybe a little hair tug. (Sorry Cuz) Then when she started to stir I would run away and wait for her to cry to be taken out of the crib. I loved going in there and getting her out of that crib when she woke up from her nap! I loved it!

So here we are 20 years later and that beautiful baby I loved so much has grown up and she has now had her own beautiful baby. And I love her already! I haven’t met her yet, but I sure do love her!

Yes, she’s wearing a robe! I just about died when I saw this picture. I have never seen a robe for infants. I am pretty sure I have never seen anything more cute. I like the robe better than a frilly little dress. I really do!

Are you as close with your family as I am? Do you have 2nd cousins? Do you think you can love someone before meeting them? What if it’s family?

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These are my privates!!

Recently we watched our niece for a couple days. We love hanging out with our niece, she’s pretty much the coolest little 2yr old ever!

So at 2 she has discovered her privates and knows what they are. She will often tell you about them when her diaper is being changed.

I (Krystal) have changed her diaper plenty of times and was the primary changer when she stayed with us. So I happen to already know all about her privates.

After one particular diaper change she was wondering around and you could almost see her little brain’s wheels turning. She was thinking about something…..

She turned around and looked directly at her Uncle Matt, grabbed her private area and said “These are my privates”!

There was a little dance move as well, it was a little sway twist type move.

We both laughed and Uncle Matt acknowledged that yes, those were her privates and thank you for sharing.

Well Miss Diva proceeded to do her little dance and tell him about those privates 3 more times before she moved on her little 2yr old world.

Uncle Matt is now well informed that his niece has privates. Uncle Matt now feels we as a family should be working on the meaning of the word “private”.

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Babies Eating Cake

We have been doing a study over the past 2 years with two guinea pigs, do not be alarmed by what you are about to learn… babies love cake! The next series of pictures proves this to be true. If you are squeamish then you may want to skip this post, it’s quite messy!!

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