Act normal Dad!

The cute thing about having girls they do not know when to say that is enough. Mike and Payton had there father daughter date. I must say I have never been so mystified by a child in all my life. Getting ready for this date she changed three times. I am not kidding. She had three dresses that she could not choose from. Any way, she went with the pink one because it was not torn. Her first choice somehow or another was torn and needs to be repaired.

Well anyway, as I was getting her dress, she said she only had one request for her father and that was for him to act normal. Her father is a little goofy and sometimes swears when he is frustrated. But I guess the night was perfect. Dad open doors, and pulled out chairs so she could sit. He took her to Caraba's (I have not even been to Caraba's) and then they went to see Ratatouille. According to her it was the best moment in her life EVER. Everyone thought she looked like a princess. And dad was dad. But he knows in order for her to be treated like a princess from others he must set the example, and needless to say he is on is way to make it hard for any man to ever marry her.

Pacifier my eye!

I AM THE PACIFIER! This not a good thing. Phoenix will not take a bottle nor will she take a pacifier. Okay she has taken a bottle maybe five or six times, but she is almost four months old. HELLO! And you can forget the pacifier, brand does not matter I have them all, Silicone, not silicone, like the breast, not like the breast, ortho good and ortho bad. I have tried them all and to no avail she wont suck unless it is skin. I am not exaggerating! One day I was just sitting there minding my own business when she latched on to the side of my boobie. Nothing was coming out and she just sucked anyway. She will sucked the back of your hand, a finger, your forearm, anything I am not kidding. As long as it is skin she will suck it. I am doomed. But I will keep trying. I refused to give up on her.

I have nothing to wear!

Yeah, right! This is from my five year old, Excuse me I mean five and half year old. Payton i s going on a date with her father this Friday and has been besides herself because she has nothing to wear. She is five, how does she know whether or not if she has nothing to wear. This conversation was followed by, I don't look good in any of the clothes in my closet. So Michael and I did everything we could not to laugh in her face by saying we'll find something. What is with kids to day? This just puts the stamp on the fact that when she is fourteen, I AM MOVING OUT!

I love the way you wear your baby.

I was recently in Wisconsin, visiting as you know, this is the trip where I didn't go see the Color Purple because I am an idiot and way nicer then my husband. Well anyway, I digress. While I was there I went to the mall to shop of course, while I was there, this lady complimented me on the way I wear my baby. I said thank you. I carry Phoenix in a sling. Not just any sling a Hotsling. No, the sling is not hot silly, that is the product name.











http://www.hotslings.com/











It is one of the best product ever made. I can't lived without it, I would not even try, that would just be ridiculous. I don't have a photo with me wearing the hotsling because several of those were on the camera that was stloen too. Oh well here's a picture of some woman I don't not know in one.

And here is a picture of my friend Alissa who turn me on to them. Now I am hooked on it like crack.

Anyway as you can see wearing your baby is way more fun than carrying your baby.

It tastes like Chicken!

I made popcorn the other night and this sweet little girl told me it taste like chicken I am not sure what that means, but I going to take it as a copliment. BTW, I make some kick butt popcorm. TADOW!

Stepha Henry

Stepha Henry

Age 22

Height 5'2

Weight 110

HAVE YOU SEEN HER?

You probably won't recognized this name because she is not the all american girl, and what I mean by that, she is not blonde and blue eyed or even better Paris Hilton. Stepha went missing on May 29th of this year, but you will probably never hear about it because she is a person of color, African American. She is a well educated, college graduate who wants to be a lawyer. She is from Brooklyn and was visiting the Miami area for a concert and never returned home. Many news stations in the South Florida area preempted the Paris Hilton story over Stepha's. This is a story that has not picked up by the mainstream media, why I guess it is not important. But it is, Stepha has a mom and a dad who love her dearly, just like Kelsey Smith who went missing from the Target parking lot a few weeks ago. She has been found, unfortunately she was not alive. But Kelsey received national attention. This is just like the Elizabeth Smart story. A month before she went missing a beautiful little girl from Milwaukee, WI named Alexis Patterson was on her way to school and has not been seen since. At least her story eventually made news on America's Most Wanted. As a mom two very beautiful African American little girls, I can't have them growing up thinking that they don't matter.

BECAUSE ALL CHILDREN DO, NO MATTER WHAT!

I cannot believe I left the keys in the car!

Yes I DID! I left the keys in the car and it was stolen. I went to viist my beloved aunt and while I was in the house someone stole the car (some would say I gave it away by leaving the keys in the car). So lesson learned and will spread the word don't leave your keys in the car it might get stolen, people are not as honest as they used to be.

Least of alI it does not matter the color of a person skin

I am not sure when this was written, but I can tell you by whom, John Hart. My husband used it to close his Senior Project. Anyways, I am very thankful I was raised this way and it is something Michael and I are trying to teach our children. It is nothing wrong with appreciating who you are as long as you are not putting others down, regardless of the color of their skin, where they live, (city or suburb), social- economic status or even religious preference. We are all different and at different stages in our lives. You may never know when you are placed in a less than desirable situation and you become the very thing you thought you were better than.

The Six Day Salad

I recently had a baby girl, my precious little Phoenix. Well anyway, I received lots of help; my in-laws, my best friend, and my sister-in-law, Anne, the six day salad maker. I was VERY spoiled during their stay. Breakfast in bed every morning. Lunch made fresh daily and the best dinners ever. I love salads and my sister-in-law makes a pretty good salad, so she decided to make a salad the next night after she arrives. I am thinking great a fresh salad for dinner tonight. Dinner is served and no salad. So I asked where is the salad and she says she is not done yet. I am secretly wondering how long does it take to make a salad. Well it takes my sister-in-law six days. I am not kidding. It took her five days just to clean the Romaine lettuce. She cleaned it leaf by leaf, centimeter by centimeter. She had pieces of lettuce all over the kitchen then she let it drip dry for three days. Then she chopped up the rest of the veggies. In all it took six days, but at least the salad was worth the wait. I know for next time to clean the salad lettuce myself in advance.