Glamour Girl!

Maycie found my makeup drawer. It is really hard to get mad at her when she puts makeup on HERSELF because her reply is, "But, mommy I look like a beautiful princess". Yes, my love, you do....but your still in trouble!

My name is Mandie Anderson, and I'm a scrapaholic

A little bit of nothing

Dear readers,

I have nothing spectacular to say nor a cute picture of my family to post. There was no exciting event that happened this weekend (except listening to the prophet). Boring, right? Well, I have been thinking about it and I am kind of glad. Boring and normal is nice for a change. To have nothing going on (except the daily routine) feels really nice. I'll even let you in on an Anderson family secret...we had a pajama day today! It felt great. I get so caught up in staying busy with my gazillion projects and keeping my house clean that I forget to stop and "live in the moment" like we were taught yesterday (I don't recall who said it). So, today, I have read books, played with puzzles, sang songs, flown a kite, and watched Alvin and the chipmunks (the movie), and even took a family nap in "mom and daddy's bed". My dishwasher needs to be unloaded, the laundry switched, garbages taken out, carpet vaccumed, and the toilets scrubbed, but for today, it doesn't matter...it will still be there tomorrow!

What I GET to live with.....

And I STILL consider them a huge blessing!

Dollar Tree fun

Maycie has been doing "chores" (remember she's only 2 1/2). She unloads the silverware from the dishwasher, picks up her toys, and helps her dad take out the garbage. When she does these things, she gets some money to put in her jar. Side note: I am really glad she doesn't recognize the difference between a nickel, dime, quarter, and penny. That way, I can just give her what ever I have in my purse or pocket. So, she might receive a penny for unloading the silverware. I know what you are thinking....overworked and underpaid. I feel the same way sometimes! Anyways, her jar was getting full so we decided to go to the store (Dollar Tree) and she could pick her prize. Of all the fun toys (in a child's eyes...parents just see it as cheap junk), she chose a baby doll. She already has about 6, but I told her she could choose and as a parent you suffer the consequences of allowing them their free agency. She hasn't put the baby down. She rocks it, loves it, etc. Well, it HAD to come to my volleyball game with us last night. I told her no, but Maycie insisted that "my baby will be a good girl!" How do you say no to that. After we got back from my game, she tucked it in bed. We woke up this morning and the first thing she does is pick her baby up. Then she turns to me and says, "mommy, it is time for baby's nap". I got thinking to myself...wouldn't that be a great day...to have your kids wake up, give you a love and a kiss and then it is already time for nap. Maybe my list of things to do that day wouldn't go from 10 to 15, instead maybe 10 to 5. WOW...only in my dreams!

Say what!?

I was just thinking about the word usage in my last post. HOLY CRAP! Now where on earth did that slang come from...a "mormon's" toilet!

Our trip to Grandma's

Conrad had Spring Break last week so we ventured to Maycie's favorite vacation spot...GRANDMA's. We went bowling with her cousins. She loved it. It was the first time she had ever bowled. Every time the ball starting roll down the lane, she would jump up and down. Once the pins fell, she would turn around and give us a big thumbs up...along with an ear to ear smile.


Conrad's grandparents celebrated their Golden Wedding Anniversary (50 years) while we were there. I have been married for 4 1/2 years now....holy cow...50! I love being married, but it definitely has its ups and downs. Congrats to them! Anyways, there children put together an open house to celebrate. My mother-in-law was in charge of the refreshments so I was in the kitchen helping her (150+ people showed up...so I was busy...sort of). It was held at the church house and they opened the nursery room for all the grandkids to play in during the open house. While I was helping Con's mom, I noticed out of the corner of my eye, a little boy pushing another little boy in a "toy grocery cart". My first thought was, holy crap! Then my second thought was HOLY CRAP...that is my son being pushed. Jaxon's cousin had put him in the cart and was racing him down the hall. Needless to stay, he was quite startled and not appreciative of his cousins imagination.