Sooooooo Innocent

Would anyone believe that this

little angel

blasted her unsuspecting father?

Think Again.

Makin' Waffles

Kids in the kitchen, cooking away... nothing unusual around here.

Val - eggs

Tony - side dishes

Court - waffles

A little note to top it off?

Perfect.

 

 and, of course no meal would be complete at the Taylor house without a movie quote.

Don't Hate Me...

...because I have completely abandoned my blog. Boo.

Or...

Because my husband is such a sexy beast.

You Gotta See It To Believe It!!

So McKay & his friends have been having a blast playing Softball 

with our church Youth Group... 

an activity I encouraged:

* good group of kids

* adult supervision

* good physical activity

* Safe... Safe... right?

until Mckay came home one night a bit disoriented with  

THIS...

Apparently he decided to 

Text & Play Softball

Simultaneously, 

and took a Softball to the Head.

It hit him so hard 

it left "stitch marks" on his forehead.

(nice arm Sam)

Friday Flashback

this little girl melts my heart

Miss C, you are precious.
xoxo

How Do You Comfort a Scrub Brush?

Mike & I went to a 
White Elephant Party...

serious hilarity.

We were the lucky recipients of 

"Sud Green"

http://b2c.bwtc.com/store/catalogsearch/result/?q=sud&x=17&y=10

However, I'm starting to get the feeling

that he's not too happy about

his new home.

 

 don't cry man

November...January

So, I sat down to share a few 

funny moments...

hilarious anecdotes...

endearing pictures...

I opened up my December 2010 photos, 

and I found this...

 And this...

 And this...

this...

 And of course this...

And I sighed.

Oh December.

How you kicked my butt.

See... a few months ago I opened up an  
Etsy Shop
http://www.etsy.com/shop/beckorama 

Things were slow 
(and not even steady)

I sent Stephanie Nielson one of my mobiles 
in hopes that it would be featured on her blog during

Homemade Christmas week.

I was completely freaking out when I 
opened up her blog on 
December 14th 
(Day 2 of Homemade Christmas week)
and 

THERE  *  IT  *  WAS
my mobile 

palpitations...breathe in...breathe out... 
still palpitations.

http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-12-16T01%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&max-results=20

Things got C.R.A.Z.Y.

I think I forgot to eat over 
the following 2 weeks.

What a ride.

I am so grateful to Nie Nie 

for the boost she gave my lil' ole shop.
I knew she was one cool chick, 
but this just well... 
you know.

But... I was feeling kinda bummed. 

Thinking that the Christmas holly jolly had all passed me by.

Then I found these little gems...

And I remembered why I do it.

A Work of Art

I was cleaning bathrooms. 
I hope you stopped by that day because they stayed that way for about.... 
3.5 hours.

Mr T got a creative itch.

He kept running in & out of my room "don't look, don't look!"

This went on for over an hour.

I was so curious.

He proudly showed me his 

work of art.

Every Little Detail

nothing overlooked

and then he had to go

put his dogs up & watch 
a movie 
with snacks & soda

because after all...

being an artist is hard work.

Friday Flashback

April 2004

Monkey See Monkey Do

Monkey Get In Trouble Too

(remember that shirt, V?)

Tommy (Jonny) Boy?

Fat Guy in a Little Coat

Gem Hunt

No, they're not watching a fireworks display on the computer...

they are looking up gems.

It's love at first sight.

Heads Up...

Since I have so blatantly let my blog

fall through the cracks over

the last few months...

today, i post

TWICE.

Ewwwww

Science Experiment...

or a boy who didn't do his  dishes in a timely manner?

faces have been obscured to protect the 
not-so-innocent...

Court with the Cam

Capturing the glamorous 
side of life

Work it... Work it...

Game On!

When it comes to 

Game Time

at the Taylor house

there is no messing around

So Suit Up Baby.

He Shoots...

He Scores!

Mr T. has no mercy

Friday Flashback

Sisters

2007

It's the Thought That Counts

so I come 
into the kitchen 
and find 

THIS

McKay, 
being the dutiful son 
that he is, 
had just finished his 
nightly dishes.

He even went the 
"extra mile" 
and took the time to refill the 
rinse aid dispenser.

Aw thanks buddy.

Too bad he thought the 

cool blue stuff 

in the rinse aid dispenser was

Dawn 

Thank goodness 
it only took me a 
WEEK 

(and about 30 empty loads run through) 

to get all the soap 
cleared out of the 
dishwasher.

Sleep At Your Own Risk

At our house

if you happen to fall asleep

in the middle of the day

you run the risk

of becoming

entertainment 

for the 5 and under crowd.

And believe it or not

he was still 

Sound Asleep

when I dug him out

Feathering The Nest

April 15th is here.

As I eagerly await the return of my hubby, I begin to prepare.

I want his homecoming, or re-entry as I call it, to be sweet.

peaceful.

happy.

(yeah, right)

Ok, well... it will most likely be loud.

chaotic.

overwhelming.

But to ease his transition I have done a few things.

~ clean & organize the house.

(believe me, no small task after being neglected for, ahem, awhile)

~ do ALL of the dishes

(again, if you only knew... we probably wouldn't be friends anymore)

~ make our bed

~ finish, fold & put away the mother lode of laundry     

~ try & keep the children happy today

~ and last, but definitely not least, primp

paint toenails

spritz, spray, fluff, pouf

Yes, I even went as far as buying a 
ginormous curling iron 
so I can be 
bouncin' & (mis)behavin'

However, one small little problem.

Wha...?

Are you kidding me?

I guess he'll have to settle for curly hair & straight eyelashes.

oh well.

Can't Wait to Have you Home Babe.
XoxoxOXoxO

Adieu

Adieu, Adieu

to

You

and

YOU

and

YOU

I'm shopping at Target.

I hesitate in the diaper aisle, wondering if there will EVER be a day that I no longer need to shop in this area of the store.

......................

And then I buy a JUMBO box of diapers

................

(2 hours later)

I overhear from the other room,

"McKay, I need to go pee!"

huh?

wha?

"yes McKay, take him in 
and see what happens."

Lo & Behold

from that moment on my 
sweet baby T 

never looked back

* his choice

* on his terms

* at (his) right time

Goodbye Huggies.

Hello Snuggies.

or, as Mr T has affectionately named them

Unders.