My Kids (and possibly my husband, too) Are Obsessed With Alligators. Which Kind of Freaks Me Out Because They (my kids) Are So Pink and Yummy Looking.

Feeding the beasts at Alligator Farm in St. Augustine. Totally worth a visit if you're out that way. No, they didn't pay me or comp my tickets. But if they want to in the future I'm okay with it.

I Really Want to Write About Our Second (mini) Vacation, But I'm Feeling Lazy Tonight, So, Maybe Tomorrow.

In the meantime I'll tell you Casey is basically potty trained. I'm not sure how it happened, but one day he wasn't and then he was. Weird. He's worn underwear (which I keep calling panties) for two days now and only had one minor accident (my dad thinks this is too much information to share with the internet, what do you think?). I was looking forward to having more wiggle room in the budget because there will be less diapers to buy, but he wants to start attending preschool. Which is more expensive than diapers. Bummer. On the bright side - preschool! Yay!

Have I mentioned Jonathan talks like crazy? He just turned two and totally has conversations. Conversations!!! What a far cry from Casey who said like, maybe, twelve words at this age. He's a little rock star. A tantrum throwing, completely irrational, full blown two year old, Rock Star.

Stephen? Still not sleeping through the night. But look how cute he is.

Mommy MacGyver: What To Do When You Forget to Pack a Crib

Step One:

Find a couple of chairs. (Preferably ones that are the same or similar. With arms).


Step Two:

Put the chairs together.


Step Three:

Pad the chairs. (A wash cloth in the crack before you start with the blankets is key).


Step Four:

Test with a baby. (Stand close. You know, just in case).


Step Five:

Put kiddo to bed. (And don't be surprised when he gets a better night's sleep than you).