Sometimes I sits and think , and sometimes I just sit.

Hee hee ! That is how I feel right now. I have nothing exciting to report from the Mitchell clan tonight.
I just have lot;s of random item's from my to do list running through my head.

We are moving in with my mom for a little while. It's a chance to save some money so we can move where we want too in a few months.
Money , ugh....
I am nervous about money . I need to make this photography thing work. I am learning so much . I am so grateful to my friends who have let me take their photos over the past few months.
If this photography thing is a no go , then I need to find a job.
I DO NOT want to put Myka in daycare .

On monday they were both a little sick , so I let them play hooky from school. We got bored in the afternoon so we went on a picture walk.
It was fun. I love hanging out with the girls and me.

No stress is the best.

Lucky........

I just read about a baby going through chemo-therapy , and someones little girl who has cystic fibrosis . I read a blog written by a mother of four little kids who survived a plane crash.

Amazing.

Amazing that these people can put one foot in front of they other each day. Amazing that they not only still have faith but these trials have made their faith stronger.

I feel lucky. I feel to blessed . I go through life holding my breath waiting for the ball to drop. I wonder when my plane crash will happen.
Then just when i feel like my head is going explode with worry I hear God telling me to be still .

To be still and know that HE is GOD ............
I am not .
God is in control
I am not.

My plane has crashed before and will crash again that I am certain of.

I am taking comfort in the fact that when it does God will be with me. Not only holding me but carrying me to the ground.
So it really is silly of me to live my life is such fear of happiness.
How can I learn to be strong in the crash if I never take the flight in the first place ?

Dear Lord,
Calm me down . Allow me to enjoy each day for what it is . That day . Knowing that the next day may be harder. But you will be there with me.

Amen

Grandma Fluffy's house.

I am the youngest grandchild on both sides of my family. My closest cousin in age is in his late thirties. So as I'm sure you can imagine , I was always really bored at family get togethers. If only my Grandparents had been as exciting and funny as my Husbands.
We spent Sunday afternoon with " Fluffy " and "Gumpa " My husband , who happens to be the oldest grandchild on both sides ) named them when he was little.
It was such a fun afternoon hearing stories about my hubby when he was little.
My favorite part was when Fluffy cooked Myka some little pasta noodles and shared with me that all five of her kids had loved them growing up.
FIVE KIDS !
I could learn so much from this woman. I am so excited that my girls have a great grandma who is so young. She is someone they will truly get to know as they grow up.

Thanks for the Good time Fluffy :)

Running shoes .

Ashlynn is failing P. E. When I saw this on her report card I was in shock. I was never super athletic. But even I in all my spaz matic ways was able to pass P.E. I questioned her at length about the situation and it Finlay came out that she had been sitting out almost every class.

She was wearing the wrong shoes !!!

Seriously ??

I love teachers and I have the total respect for them , but that gym shoe rule is harsh. It turns out that her super cute hot pink , childrens place shoes are not allowed because they are not fully closed.

Wow.

So tonight after our yummy church dinner we headed out to Payless and bought the girls some shoes. They were so excited that they put them on in the car .
When we got out of the car Ashlynn ran around in the parking lot of our apartment for at least 10 mintutes straight. Then she and Lexi raced each other up and down the side walk.
It was a really sweet moment between sisters .

I wish a pair of new tennis shoes still made me that happy.

These days it takes red High heels.

Seven months

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Her..........

She is almost crawling , weighs 15 pounds, will sit up for a long time, thinks everything belongs in her mouth , has learned how to scream like a girl ,and LOVES her big sisters.

She has no teeth , but somehow still manages to bite me .

Go figure

And we think we might have a red head on our hands :)

I think I am calling today Poop .

That name seems fitting considering the word "poop" was the first word out of my mouth today . Well , a four letter variation of it anyways .
I awoke to a loud THUD sound on the floor , followed by screaming . Myka rolled off the bed AGAIN ! I sat straight up and yelled " POOP" ( or something like that ) and scooped her up off the carpet. She cried for about a minute. Not just regular crying but the kind where they hold their breath and have their mouth wide open. I took her out to the living room and she calmed down. That's what i get for co - sleeping........

It was a good thing I was up because it is Wednesday and that MOPS day !! I had alot of getting ready ahead of me this morning since it is spring break and I had to take all my little monkeys with me.
We made it on time and everything !! I had deposited my children and was enjoying my ME time when the nursery worker poked her head in and pointed at me.

uh-oh

That's never a good sign .

Myka had pooped all over everything !! Her car seat , her clothes , her feet , the floor, and the nursery worker .

poop

poop

and more poop .

I cleaned her up , apologized profusely to the poor woman that had to change her shirt because of my daughters bowel movement , and brought her back to the meeting with me.

She flirted and babbled with all the moms. She is such a ham .

I love her , poop and all .

The Rainbow connection.

Lexi had her spring musical at school last week . It was call The Rainbow connection , and what can I say . I laughed , I cried , It was better then RENT . My little girl of course was the star of the show. ok ,in my eyes at least . She had a duet and was sooo stinkin cute on stage.
I am so proud of my little girl .

I remember when she was younger her preschool had a Christmas sing. I was so excited . She was four and it was the first time she had ever been on stage for anything. I bought her a beautiful new dress , curled her hair , and even let her wear a little lipstick . We invited family members and had our cameras charged and ready to go.
Imagine my disappointment when she spent the entire performance sitting at my feet crying because her stage fright was so bad.

I was so upset.

I have always had a love for the stage. I just assumed that my daughter would have the same love for acting. I remember sitting there that night mentally flushing all my hopes and dreams of her being a Broadway star down the toilet .

fast forward to second grade.

She was awesome on stage. She smiled , sang on key , and didn't once try to run off stage to cry at my feet .

Broadway star or not. She id MY star !!