Strap that baby to a chair!!

No seriously guys, this one is for all you mamas of little ones out there!

Secure, and mostly happy.

I found this amazing invention on Amazon the other day and wanted to give it a try. I have my beloved “Tie Chair” but to be honest the bulk and complication of the whole thing makes it difficult to take with us to restaurants and whatnot. I get tired of trying to stuff it in a diaper bag or my purse, tired of trying to tie the knots secure enough, and let’s face it. I’m just tired. šŸ˜‰

This “Cozy Cover” looked interesting, and the price wasn’t bad, so I thought – I’m already buying crap on Amazon so WHY NOT? AMIRIGHT? It came the other day but I didn’t take it out of the box until yesterday to try it out.

ERMAGERD you guys, this thing is super easy to put on the chair, the shoulder straps are nice and secure (much to my son’s annoyance LOL), and it folds up (or stuffs into, if you’re like me) a little tiny pouch that fits in just about any purse or diaper bag. I LOVE IT! Plus it’s machine washable. BONUS.

I seriously hate restaurant high-chairs (if they even HAVE them half the time), because they look like they’ve been through some kind of high school food fight several years back and never cleaned, OR they’re rickety, OR the buckle on the safety strap is broken, OR they’re missing the crotch strap and your son manages to clothesline himself on the waist bar…. (don’t ask me how I know THAT), OR any ungodly combination of the above. This solves all of that – for realz…..

Unless your restaurant has stools with no backs instead of chairs…. if that’s the case, you’re just screwed. Good luck. šŸ˜‰

Find it on Amazon here!!! https://amzn.to/2He11Ss

Stuff I Love!!!

Just updated the Stuff I Love page on the website! Ā Some really fun new things, so be sure to check them out!

What kind of stuff do YOU love?? Ā I love learning about new STUFF so be sure to comment and let me know!!

STUFF I LOVE!!!!

Baby Makeover!

This dude got a LONG overdue haircut today, and while it was kind of like wrestling a guinea pig on steroids, we managed to get it done! I didn’t realize how long it had actually gotten until I did the side by side. He looks like a mushroom on the left. šŸ˜‚

In other “I’m an amazing mom and wife” news, I tried out this Cuban Chicken, Rice, and Black Bean Bowl recipe this evening from Half-baked Harvest. I’d seen a recipe of hers that a friend tried and started following her blog. This one was yummy AND healthy, and everyone (except the kids of course *sigh*) seemed to really enjoy it!

And in planning news, check out this awesome states tracker I got from Caffeine Queens on Etsy! I only have 8 states left to check off my bucket list and I’ll have been to all 50! I think Wade and I should start just planning some long weekend trips and get those crossed off, don’t you?

Tomorrow I have an awesome memory keeping video to share with you… if I can figure out how to rotate it 90 degrees before I post it. šŸ¤¦ā€ā™€ļøšŸ˜‚

Thereā€™s always room for tortilla chips…

Funny story…

I have a pretty quirky sense of humor. Ever since Tatum was a baby any time I’d see the slightest hint of a “Poop Face” on her I’d yell “not it!” On the illusion that maybe if I did that I wouldn’t actually have to be the one to change said poopie diaper. This would be followed by a chorus of family members calling “NOT IT!” while we all laughingly claimed that whoever said it last got diaper duty! Now it’s a full on family contest any time there’s a hint of poopage to not be “it”.

When Wyatt was born, Tatum started hilariously joining in the fun by screaming “NOT IT” the split-second someone else said it, and so the tradition continued.

Saturday night Wade, Tatum, Wyatt, and I are all seated at a little local fast food Hibachi place we all love (yes, you read that right. FAST… FOOD… HIBACHI! Cheap, genius, delicious.)

I catch a slight glimpse out of the corner of my eye of Baby Wyatt possibly straining a little bit, maybe turning a bit red in the face. I quickly speak up with my “Not it!” at the table followed shortly by Tatum’s bid to not be it. Right after that, clear as day, Baby Wyatt says….. “NOT IT” (Keep in mind Wyatt LOVES to jabber but doesn’t say much that you can tell what it is.) I about fell over laughing. It was seriously about as clear as he could say anything and the first time he’s strung two understandable words together!

This family. Never boring… šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚

PS- I know this post has nothing to do with tortilla chips as you might have thought from the title. It’s true though, there’s always room.

I’m the Mom. Just assume I’m never wrong.

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Why “work” when you can play with me??? — The BiscuitDog aka “NerdDog”

Today was rather uneventful but I did make myself feel like a badass by taking the kids out of the house BY MYSELF. Ā If you’re a mom of multiples you know how daunting this is. And…… AND….. I took them to lunch too. Ā Granted, it was McAllister’s, and not somewhere more fancy, but NO ONE DIED y’all, and that is YUGE! Ā Even more huge than THAT? Ā The four year old actually ate something. Ā Badass. Ā It’s now my middle name.

I also took them to Home Goods, which almost broke the “No One Died” streak as my daughter kept asking for another “stuffy” to add to her collection of almost seven thousand stuffed animals, but we made it through and actually relatively cheaply considering my love affair with Home Goods….

After Daddy got home we took the kids to Michael’s (the sticker store in four year old vocab) where somehow I got talking into hand-making valentine’s cards for all the little toddler terrorist’s friends. Ā *sigh* Ā SUCH a sucker, especially for crafty things.

Back home to my MOST DREADED CHORE – folding hubby’s undershirts. Ā I HATE folding the whites. Ā It’s better now that he wears dark colored socks and not white ones, but those damn undershirts are ALWAYS inside out, never fold correctly, and I just hate it. Ā Bleh. Go naked. Ā Seriously…..