Monday, September 10, 2012

'Kenzie bited.

Kenzie is one of Stella's daycare playmates and NOT our dog.

Stella's been bitten a few times at daycare, always on the arm between her elbow and wrist.

However, this was the first time she was able to tattle on the kid with the over-active choppers.

Kenzie bited. Bad. NO biting, Kenzie. Kenzie bited Yell-ya. Kenzie hurted.

My poor Stella! It just about broke my heart. She talked about it all weekend.

I will punch that little 'Kenzie.

I will encourage retaliation.

I felt so bad for Stella that I took her shopping for fall clothes and got us McDonalds which we secretly ate in the car because it was like 5:15 on Sunday (yesterday) afternoon and Daddy was making us chili for dinner.

So, yeah.  

If our dog Carson ever bit Stella, it would be on like Gangbusters.

I'm not entirely sure which one of them moves faster, but they are super cute even in blurryspice photos.

Saturday, September 8, 2012

My niece, Carley, is SEVEN years old.

Carley turned seven in late August. Sheesh. They grow up way too fast, don't they? My sister got her a Caboodle for her birthday -- talk about a blast from the past. I didn't even know that they were still available to buy. But, it makes sense, because they are awesome.

*Side note* My grandma used to call my Cabooodle a "Skeedoodle," as she always forgot what it was actually called. Hilarity.

Obvi, a little make-up session took place and Carley did my face (photo not available) and then I returned the favor. Carley was so cute when I started giving her the smoky eye. She's all, "My mommy doesn't let me put the eye shadow on the bottom lash line! I'd better go ask her if this is okay."

I tried to explain that I was giving her a "rock star night time look" and that on NO occasion would she ever wear this amount of make-up in her second grade classroom. Clearly. Or any make-up at all. Because she's SEVEN.

I love her look!
So. Part two of Carley's Birthday Post involves my own gift to her. My lovely mother suggested that I buy Car-bug some chapter books, since she has to read for 20 minutes every night as homework. Bookspice! Aunt Amber loved the idea, and scoured the racks at Half Priced Books to find some Full House and other such MaryKateandAshleyOlsenfromfifteenyearsago paraphernalia.

And then my eyes beheld the most wonderful thing. The Baby-sitters Club books! Oh, sweet nostalgia.

Sigh. They were a little above her reading level, I feared. Ohhh, but then my eyes landed on several books from the Baby-sitters Little Sister series. Score! Happy dance!

I was so excited to introduce Carley to these books. At the party, before she opened her gift, she and I were hanging out in her room when I spotted some random chapter book on her floor.

"So, Carley, I hear you have to read for school every night."

"Yeah, and I hate reading."

"You do? Don't you get to pick whatever book you want, though? Doesn't that make it better, getting to read a book about something you like?"

"No, because if I hate reading, how am I going to like it?"

My heart sank -- for two reasons. She was going to hate her birthday gift from me. Sad! And, she hated reading. Sadder.

However, by the end of the party, she was curled up on the couch. Score one for Aunt Amber.

Can I leave you without a bit of Stella action? No way. So, here is my little boo-boo! So stinkin' sweet.

Saturday, July 7, 2012

...Stella, oh, Stella for Star...

My mommy sucks at blogging regularly.

I hope you guys had a happy fourth of July! Sorry it took me until July 7th to say that.
(I was in a sparkler coma.)

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Custom Potty Chair

I know that hardly anyone reads my blog lately since I took a year off, but...

Anyone in the market for a custom, personalized potty chair?

My dad is one handy man, and he's made several of these beauts for his clients and his grandchildren! I chose the colors and he did the rest.

How cute is that magazine rack?! Don't get me started on the toilet paper roll!

In theory, Stells is a fan.

In reality, she isn't a huge fan of actually trying to go.
Well, I'm only joking -- this photo captures the one and only time (so far!) that Stella has pee-peed in her potty. She only looks miserable because she was IS teething.

Ohh... and once we are finished potty training, there's a cover to put over the potty seat -- so it turns into a regular chair. And we'll cut some paper towels down to size to fit in the TP area.

So... it's pretty legit. 

You should buy one. Comment if you need more information, or just if you think this is adorable. 

Monday, July 2, 2012

Stella's top five favorite things in life

5.) Stella loves to jump on the bed. And by loves to jump on the bed, I mean, she says, "Monkey?!" as soon as she wakes up in the morning. Which, in Stella speak, means holdmyhandsandletmejumponyourbedrightnow.

4.) Her second favorite thing is Barney. This is my fault. I allowed her to watch Barney while she ate breakfast one morning, and now she expects to watch it with every meal. She eats better while watching Barney, so I feel like it's a win.

3.) Another favorite is making bubble-beards while in the bath. Last night, she took a bath with her cousin Carley... It was a nice break for me, since I am usually next to the tub, fully clothed -- but yet I still end up covered in bubbles from my nostrils to my neck. Minimum.

2.) No complaints here -- Stella loves to read books. Goodnight Moon is her favorite. Her Dad and I can both recite it from memory because we've read it so many times! Stella loves to point at the bunny in his bed and tell him "Night night." She also points at the bowl full of mush and says "Yummy." Oh, and when we get to the part about "the quiet old lady who was whispering hush" she puts her finger up to her mouth as says "Shhh." So, she can pretty much read at age one and a half. No bigs.

1.) There is a small, small chance I'm biased, but everyone else can step off. Stella's number one, most favorite-ist thing in life is Mommy!

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

National Sunglasses Day/ Wordless Wednesday

Oh, come on. You know I can't be completely silent -- even on Wordless Wednesday.

Back when I wasn't blogging, I went on a cruise to attend the nuptials of two friends. (Resulting in plentiful, dramatically awesome stories to tell, but I'll save them for another day.)

For now, enjoy my two favorite cruise photos:
just a little amberleaf

the most awesome photo i've ever taken. ever!!

We have to go back! We have to go back! (LOST reference. I miss the islands.)

Happy hump day.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Query (not that kind!)

Maybe I should complete this meme.

I love Stella. Der.

People would say that I'm funny. Well, I hope they would. They might say I'm flattering myself.

I don’t understand why religion is so important.

When I wake up in the morning I hit snooze about four times, then realize the sooner I get up, the sooner coffee will be in my mouth.

I lost the necklace my mom and dad gave me when I turned 18. I think my mom's still kinda pissed.

Life is beautiful. And messy. Among other things.

My past is novel-worthy, but should probably be a closed book!

I get annoyed when I see Matthew Lillard's face on screen.

Parties are: better with cake.

I wish I had a housekeeper.

Dogs are stubbornspice. At least, mine is.

Cats are weird to me. But, I've never had one.

Tomorrow I’m going to lie to Stella's pediatrician at her 18-month well check. Because I refuse to admit that we still give her two bottles a day!

I have low tolerance for people who are rude to customer service specialists.

I’m totally terrified of death. Just sayin'.

I wonder why the caged bird sings.

Never in my life have I been on a television game show. I'd really like to change that.

High school was the time in my life when I had bangs, and curled them under. And then used hairspray.

When I’m nervous I put my hair behind my ears. It's my tell.

One time at a family gathering I let my cousins put my hair in pigtails, and then a mohawk. The cousins were about 13. I was like, 26.

Take my advice: don't get into credit card debt.

Making my bed hahahahaha. Never happens.

I’m almost always thinking about you. I swear it!

I’m addicted to caffeine, and loooooove.Ohh, and...

I want someone to pay all my bills for like, 6 months or so, while I sit in a locked room until my novel is finished.

Thank you for getting reacquainted with me today.