We Have a Messy House

We have a messy house. The floors need to be swept and mopped. The carpets need to be steamed. Dusting hasn't been done in months and there is a lot of clutter. Sometimes I think about how nice it would be to have a clean, organized house. But then I think of all of the things I would need to give up.

I could clean in the evenings, but then when would I do posters for my daughter's Fall Festival? I could clean in the mornings, but I'm already up at 6:30 a.m. How could I ensure that I was resting enough for the baby in my tummy. I could clean all weekend, but then how would I take the kids camping, or help Cadence set up a lemonade stand to raise money in memory of little Rachael? Is a clean house worth missing out on Saturday mornings curled up in bed with the kids watching cartoons? Is it worth missing homemade waffles, church and afternoon family outings?

Maybe I could get a maid? But where would the money for the maid come from? Should it come from our monthly Chuck E Cheese trips? Perhaps I could cut out a few of our family long-weekend vacations?

Some day, when my children are grown, I want them to remember their mommy participating in their Fall Festival. I want them to recall how careful mommy was when she was carrying their brother or sister. I want them to have fond memories of camping, lemonade stands, Saturday morning cartoons in mommy & daddy's bed, homemade waffles before church, family outings, Chuck E. Cheese nights and family vacations. Maybe, with all that, they'll forget that their mommy was slack in the housekeeping department. :)

The current status of the bar in my kitchen.

A Shout Out to My Amazing Husband

I am 31 weeks preggers today and am bordering the uncomfortably big portion of my pregnancy - and I still have anywhere from 7-9 weeks left! Some of my maternity shirts are even getting too short in the front. Nothing makes you feel more like a fat cow than outgrowing maternity clothes!

This is how I see myself right now:

Now I need to give a quick shout out to my amazing husband Chris because every morning he wakes me up by telling me I'm beautiful. He reminds me again when he gets home from work and tells me again before I go to sleep... and probably a few times throughout the day as well. This is how he makes me feel:

Thanks babe! Even if you are lying, you are amazing. I love you VERY much!!!

Star Wars Breakfast

A few weeks ago we finally tried out one of Chris's Father's Day presents... Star Wars pancake molds from Williams Sonoma.

We made the Fluffy Canadian Pancake recipe from

Our first attempt with the Storm Trooper.

Unfortunately, we over-poured it and when the pancake rose the batter got stuck. He turned into a pile of pancake scraps. :(

Next up was Yoda.

Although bubbly from the "fluffy" pancake recipe, he turned out much better.

We also made a few Darth Vaders.

All in all, everyone enjoyed their Star Wars breakfasts. It was a lot of work, and a lot of Death Star pancakes were made (i.e. plain old circular ones), but we'll definitely try it again sometime.

We still have the Star Wars cookie cutter set to try out. Perhaps our Christmas cookies will be Star Wars inspired this year.... :)