Lucy Lipstick

What a nickname, hey. Where did she get it from, you ask? Well, let me tell you. My sister and I embarked on the LONG trip with our kids for spring break last week up to Wisconsin. We had a great time up there except for Thursday afternoon. I put Lucy down for a nap and after I thought she was asleep, we went downstairs in the basement to watch Biggest Loser that we tivo'd. About an hour later, my Mom yelled down to me that she didn't think Lucy was asleep yet because she just heard her yell, "get out." Well, if you remember from a previous post, that means she got out of bed. So I go upstairs and open the door (she can't open the doors in my parents house otherwise she would have come out) and oh my word, what a mess!! She had gotten in my purse and used a whole tube of lipstick on her, the carpeting, the walls, and the bed. She then went in her diaper bag and found suckers I had stuck in there for entertainment in stores and ate them. So she was covered from head to toe in lipstick and sticky sucker juice. I wish now that I had a picture to share, but at the time I was in panic mode, shocked and too upset to take a picture. After scrubbing the carpeting and shampooing it, we did get it cleaned up, but her shirt was ruined from the lipstick. Oh it was such a mess. So yesterday, when we went to my cousins house for Easter dinner, they were all calling her Lucy Lipstick.

Friday was a very exciting day, it snowed!! It didn't just snow a little, it was 15 inches of white sparkles from heaven. It was so beautiful and the kids had a blast in it. Here they are with Grandpa in the snow. This was before the heaviest part of the storm even started and look at all that snow. It snowed from like 6am to midnight. Thank goodness my brother gave my Dad a snowblower, otherwise I would have had one sore back from shoveling since it was my prayer for snow :)

It's my party and I'll cry if I want to....

But I didn't because yesterday was a really great day. It's not so bad turning 29 once again. Michael and Lucy started my day off by making me breakfast in bed. After church we went to the Olive Garden for lunch. It was yummy and Michael was very sneaky and told the waiter it was my birthday. So I got a little chocolate cake and the waiters sang to me after announcing that it was my 21st birthday...he got a good tip. While we were eating the cake Lucy decided she would sing to me too. So she sang happy birthday mommy over and over again, and quite loudly might I add, while standing on a chair. It was quite the performance. We then went home and watched a movie while Lucy napped. Then last night Mike invited over family, 23 of us, to enjoy some yummy turtle cheesecake that Michael made on Saturday. That's right, you read it correctly, that Michael made. He found the cheesecake factory recipe for turtle cheesecake and made it Saturday afternoon. He was pretty cute, especially when he excitedly said, this is fun!! While he was making the topping, I said, that chocolate looks yummy and he said, it's not chocolate, it's ganache. Excuse me, Martha :)

Although I did complain about losing an hour of sleep on my birthday, it was pretty nice for it to be lighter longer last night, and it was such a beautiful night. The kids had fun in the backyard. Michael had them lined up against the house for the races, even Lucy. She was down in position and when Michael would say ready, set, go, most the kids would be half way across the yard and she would be just coming up to take off. She also looked like a gem in her denim dress, black tights and pink shoes.... she LOVES pink. It was a great day!! Thank you to everyone who helped make it special.

Tell me it isn't so...

It is a very sad day for Packer fans as we bid farewell to Brett Favre. I don't think it will sink in until this fall when the Packers are on and our quarterback isn't #4.

All I know is if Aaron Rodgers is going to be our quarterback then he really needs to shave that caterpillar above his lip and cut his hair so he looks better in a helmet because a quarterback needs to look cute. Those are just the rules, I don't make them... oh never mind I guess I do. But it is a good one, don't you think?

So this is the picture of Lucy and I during playoffs. We are still going to love the Packers and cheer like crazy, it is just the end of an era.

One more thing, I actually blame the Cowboys for this. If they would of won against the Giants, then we would have played the Cowboys in Dallas, which wouldn't have been cold, so Brett wouldn't have realized that he isn't mentally up to playing in the frozen tundra, so therefore he would be back next year. So once again, the Cowboys really screwed things up for us!! Sorry Michael, your team really ticks me off.

So not only did I get that horrible news this morning, but I go up to get Lucy this morning and she was very obedient and did not climb out of bed, but she did manage to get her jammies off, unsnap her onesie and try to get her poopie diaper off. She never touched poop, but in effort to pull that diaper off she flung poop all over her bed. Nice, hey.

Get Out

On Saturday, Lucy refused to nap. I was gone and Mike put her down around 1:00. I called on my way home, around 2:30 and she still wasn't sleeping. So I told Mike to go and check for poopie because who wants to sleep in poopie pants, although she has before. So I get home and he is coming down the stairs with her and a poopie diaper. We get a drink and head back up stairs because of course she was just wanting to rock with her Mommy. Well, she was not wanting to rock so I put her to bed. Mike and I decided that we would go to the park when she woke up because it was such a nice day. So we were doing some things around the house and Lucy was still not sleeping. So since it was after 3:00, we decided to just get her up and go to the park. So Mike goes to get his shoes and I am in the kitchen when I hear Lucy on the stairs, saying "get out". I thought, wow, Mike got her out really fast. So as I am coming into the living room, I see Mike standing by the stairs looking at Lucy confused and I see Lucy standing on the stairs saying "get out, Mommy", "get out, Daddy" and looking very proud. Mike said, did you get her out. I was like oh my goodness, she crawled out of bed. We didn't even hear a big thud or anything. So I take Lucy upstairs, stick her back in bed and asked her to show me how she got out. She said, like this and then proceeded to lift her leg over the bar. I said, okay, that is dangerous, let's not do that anymore because you can get hurt. Well, she did it again this morning... she must do it very gracefully because she is quite quiet. So, once again, life as I knew it is now over. Here come the terrible 2's.