It would have been hilarious..if it hadn't happened to me!

I planned to make a little treat and card to give to all of my volleyball friends here in Tooele before we move. I made them all up last night. They turned out cute. I cut out volleyballs and put them on black paper to make them kinda look like little Oreos. Then on the back I wrote "This is for all the Oreos" (an inside joke with everyone at volleyball) and gave my information to everyone so we could keep in touch after the move. I was nervous for some reason to go to volleyball to say goodbye to everyone and give them this little parting gift.
Anyway, I got showered and ready, I got the kids ready and I put Alyssa down for her nap. I wanted to look extra cute, because let's face it, these girls see me all the time at my absolute worst. No makeup, old clothes and sweating profusely. So I take a lot of extra time picking out my outfit and I put on the only jeans that fit at the moment (I've gained like ten pounds in the last month with the stress of moving). I'm feeling like I'm looking pretty good and we are all set to go. I get Jake and Lily to put on their shoes, and I walk into the baby's room to wake her.
She is standing up when I open the door and I look at her and say "Honey, why didn't you take a nap?" I pick her up, put her on my hip and then lift her onto the changing table to put on her little shoes, when I notice she has poop, very runny poop I might add, on her left thigh. I sigh and and say "Oh no baby! Seriously?" I start wiping her down and notice she also has it on her foot and is trying to get her hands into her diaper. It is times like these when I wish I had four extra hands so I can hold her down and wipe her at the same time. Either that or trade places with someone NOT currently changing a nasty diaper. I finish wiping her down and finally get into the actual diaper changing.
 This is some serious liquid poop, let me tell you, I had to hold the diaper at an angle to keep it from sloshing out. After what seems like forever, I get her all cleaned up and in fresh clothes. I check out the crib and everything looks Poop free there. But I see a big "drop" of poop on the carpet."Huh," I think to myself, "That can't be right, how could she have poop all over but NOT in the crib?" Then it dawned on me that the poop must not have come out of the diaper till I picked her up! I swear on everything I own that this next part of the story took place in complete slow motion. I glance down at my body slowly. My jaw drops to the floor, as I see a waterfall stain of poop all down my shirt that cascaded down most of my left pant leg. I stared in horror. I slowly look back at Alyssa and then back down at my clothes. Back up again at Alyssa, I say "REALLY? Did you really just do this?" Frustrated to no end, I wipe my clothes with baby wipes. I take off my shirt and throw it into the hamper. I wipe my jeans (the only pair that fits I might add again) and think maybe if I wipe it enough, I can still wear them? I shake my head at the ridiculousness of the notion and take them off. OK, so I'm starting over with the whole cute outfit to wear to say goodbye to my volleyball friends.
I have one more pair of jeans with a rip in the crotch that I look at and consider. Looking through my drawers I realized I had already packed all my other jeans besides these two pair because the others don't really fit anyway.
I suck it up, and in, and I put on my crotch ripped pants as well as fresh shirt to wear. I'm not feeling so cute in my muffin top jeans and second choice shirt, but what options do I have? I was finally ready to leave the house. I think if I had seen this happen to someone else, it would have been absolutely hilarious to me! I would be bent over in side splitting laughter especially at the part where "she looked down in horror to find the poop all down herself!" Ahhahahahaha!

Too bad it happened to me. The life of a mommy I tell you!
-The treat went over well at volleyball. It was sad to say goodbye to all my friends.  I sure wish I hadn't hurt my foot the month before we leave! I would have liked to play right up until the day we moved.

Jake's Kindergarten Graduation

 Jacob graduated from Kindergarten on Friday May 17th. My mom told him she wouldn't be able to come (because of my little brother Ben's back surgery) and Jake was devastated! After learning how upset Jake was, my mom found a way to sneak out to Tooele at 9 in the morning! It was a wonderful surprise. Jake was so happy that she was there. 

Here is my mom holding matching Alyssa at the program. Those two tend to match more often than not. Kinda funny.

 Jake singing the Northlake Knight fight song. It is his favorite.

 My mom gave Jake a candy gram as a graduation gift. He thought this was amazing! All those candy bars just for him! He was in heaven.

Happy Graduation buddy! We are proud of you.

Ballet recital

Lily had her spring ballet recital about a month ago. I took entirely too many pictures, but that's my right as a mommy right?

The funny/not so funny thing about the recital was that Lily had two dances to perform. One was a peter pan dance titled "I will never grow up" and they were dressed as little lost boys. They looked adorable to me, but Lily did not like the "Ugly" costume. It was brown cutoff pants with a brown and green sash. She refused to dance while wearing that outfit. It was the first dance of the two. 

When the program started Miss Swan came out to welcome everyone to the recital and I groaned a little on the inside to see that she was holding my Lily bean. This is kinda how it went:

Miss Melissa: "Welcome everyone to our Spring dance recital for Swan Studios! This is Lily." she lifts up Lily a little bit. Lily lays on her shoulder and holds her a little tighter
"Lily is 3 years old! and she is going to dance for us tonight."
 Lily: indignantly "NO I'M FOUR!"
Melissa: " Really? when did that happen?"
Lily: She grins as she proclaims "I HAD A BIRTHDAY!"

Everyone laughed and it was adorable; albeit slightly embarrassing for me. When the time came for her "never grow up dance," she refused to perform. Miss Melissa forced her to do the actions like a little puppet, but Lily wasn't having any of it. 

The funny thing is, that Lily isn't scared of being on stage and she surely isn't shy like her Momma. When the time came for her second dance, in her preferred outfit all decked out in pink and sparkles all over, she danced just fine! Who knew she wouldn't dance because of a costume?! That is crazy.

I did get lots of pictures of her dancing the second dance, but missed the first one. 

Lily waiting to go onstage before her dance. She isn't so good at staying behind the curtain. She likes to be where the action is.

 Sweet ballerina

 Lily and her best friend Gracen smiling AT THE SAME TIME!

 Lily says that her favorite part was bowing at the end.

 I think she liked eating the M&M's grandma brought for her! Isn't her hair cute by the way?

 I love my fickle little ballerina!

Lily's very first Haircut!

It took some talking into, but I finally convinced Lily to get a haircut. We both preferred to keep her hair long, but it has been getting pretty unmanageable lately. She was a little aftraid that if it got cut it would turn brown and never grow again (Just like Rapunzel's in Tangled). I assured her it would continue to grow and the color would not change. 

She was excited but a little nervous

 I forgot to take a before picture, so this is right before she cut it.

 My friend Brooke (who also cuts my hair). Shhh don't tell her I took this. She told me to make sure I didn't get her in any of the pictures.

 Blowing it dry. This was also a first for Lily

 Gorgeous girl, gorgeous hair!

 After we got home, she made me take a picture of her haircut. Nobody but her and I could even tell it was cut. She cut maybe an inch at the most. Lily had a great expirience though and you could tell she was on cloud nine. She felt so beautiful. She kept telling Jake all day that she looked "beautiful with my new hair."

What a sweetheart.

 

While I'm talking about her hair, I'll throw in this picture of the "skeleton" braid I did the other day. It was kinda cool, but I think she has too much hair for this particular style. 

Kids at breakfast

I snapped a picture of my little ones at breakfast the other day. They were all so happy eating their chocolate cereal I couldn't resist. They are getting to be so big! On a side note, Lily and Jake fight over who gets to sit by Alyssa at EVERY meal. So, as you can see, this is our usual compromise. All of them get to sit like three little ducks in a row. Tyler, on the other hand, prefers to sit by himself. He also prefers not to have pictures taken of him. :-)

Alyssa the Pianist

 This little girl likes the piano. I mean, she REALLY likes it. If she is crying and I sit her on the bench (or the much safer sitting situation I have going on here with the highchair) she will immediately stop crying and play until I take her down. I wonder if we have a little pianist on our hands?