I Believe Hell Has Officially Frozen Over...

Well, our boy finally did it! And he couldn't have chosen a better bride. I really do think I was more excited about Paul's wedding than Paul himself was. I felt like a proud parent (I mean, after all, Paul was the one who gave our first born his first spanking). Everything about that day was perfect. It was, hands down, one of the greatest ceremonies I've ever been to. I forgot my kleenexes, I was tempted to use my footie socks. We're so happy for these two lovelies and were so happy to be a part of their day.

Dr. Olson and his lovely wife let us crash at their pad for the weekend. Thanks guys!

82 Days Sober... And Counting.

This was Swayze on her first day of school. Happy as can be. Notice all of her bottles in the Ziploc bag. There had been a lot of hype in the Stapes' household prior to this wonderful, glorious day. Because you see, on this oh, so special day, August 27th, I told Swayze she was going to a big girl going to preschool, therefore, big girls don't drink "ba ba's" anymore. I told her if she gave all her bottles to Miss Nancy, I would take her to Target and buy her ANYTHING her little heart desired. She was game. Until later that night. And the next night. And even the next night... and so on. Talk about bottle detox. Wowzers. I don't think the family slept for a week straight.

But 'lo and behold, we made it. Alive. And Swayze got her cherished prize from Target. A tinkerbell makeup set. This was our conversation on the way home:

Me: "Swayze, do you remember WHY Mommy bought you a toy today?"

Swayze: "Because I'm pwetty?"

Me: "Noooo... Can you remember?"

Swayze: "Because I'm cute?"

Me: "Keep guessing."

Swazye: "Because I wanted it?"

I could tell this conversation was getting me nowhere. Obviously, my 3rd child has my mentality. I use the 'pretty card on Tommy all the time. Works like a dream.

Halloweiner.

I figured I'd better post our Halloween pictures before Thanksgiving rolls around. I have to admit, mine and Tommy's costumes pretty much killed it this year (thanks Laura). Although being mistaken for Little Richard, he was actually Prince and I was supposed to be Tina Turner, but because I didn't decide to try on my costume until Halloween morning, realizing my Fatty McFatty body couldn't fit into Laura's size 0 dress, at the last minute, I had my "personal assistant", Snacky run to American Apparel and get me some liquid leggings. Tommy's quite fond of them (on himself, that is).

Tommy asked if I bought Keagan's skanky Alice in Wonderland costume at Fascinations. Nice. Tag wasn't quite cooperating and wouldn't wear what I got him, so we pulled out the old gorilla costume. Luckily, it wasn't too hot this year. And Swayze was a "Suddin' bayelle" (southern belle).