O.M.G....

Has anyone tried these??

Cadbury Caramel Eggs

(photo from Candywarehouse.com)

Or am I the last one on the boat/wagon/list again? I know that people rave about the creme eggs, and I've tried those....(it was not my cup of tea) so I was somewhat sceptical of buying anymore from the "egg" line. But these were on clearance after Easter and my husband threw them in the cart just for the heck of it.

I am not sure if I should kiss him or smack him on the head...because I'm hooked. But they can no longer be found as it's an Easter only item. And my daughter's tummy does not like it when I consume any dairy product.

Looks like I'll have to really savor the last one...but come next year, the Easter bunny better watch out. As I'll be attacking him until he releases every.single.last. caramel egg he has hiding in his burrow.

Targetatitis...or is it Target-phoria?

Targetatitis (tar-get-a-ti-tis) - definition: the love of Target stores...symptoms include going into said store with the intention of buying just one item, but comes out with an armload of stuff.


Is anyone else affect by this? Although I definitely came out with more than my $5 original item (all additional items were baby stuff, so I suppose I really didn't go against my shopping ban), I was really excited to try this out with Isabel because she is SO over laying down on her back. The Bumbo seemed like it would be a hit with her...

And what made it even sweeter is the fact that one of the moms at Isabel's daycare saw the box in my car when I was loading her up, and she offered her extra one to me, for free! How nice is that?

And review-wise, Isabel seems to love the seat....

From the living room... where she can play with her toys and keep them within her reach...

To the kitchen....where she can rummage through her Easter basket, and I can cook dinner


She can now sit without us assisting her, and she's loving her independence.

Happy (Belated) Easter

Yes, I know...I'm a week late. At least these pictures were taken before Easter.

Hope it was a good one.

Let There Be (Pretty) Light

Thanks to the very helpful Holly, we finally have the chandelier up in the nursery. It's only been, oh...6 months. Better late than never, I suppose.

There Was a Duck, a Pig and a Dog...

Isabel is really starting to interact, and she's now understanding the fact that her hands are hers. She's LOVES all the stuffed toys that she has. She really lights up when she sees them and will start chattering away at them.

Some of her pals: meet Ms.Piggy, Mr. Quack and her miniature Buddy Boo-Boo (who's a splitting image of the real Buddy Boo-Boo, don't you think?)

And lets not forget Bo-Bo the monkey. Eating them is also high on the entertainment list.

We Are There

I found my old Ipod recently and I started listening to it. As the songs were shuffling through, "Graduation" started playing. Now, this is the song that was released during my graduating year from high school. So there are lots of memories associated with it. And listening to the lyrics, "And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives, Where we're gonna be when we turn 25", well, we are there. Where have the years gone? It's been 9 years. Almost a whole decade. It sounds like a long time ago, but the memories are still fresh in my mind.

How does life compare to what we thought it'd be? Are we living the way we thought we would? For me, personally, my life now is definitely far from the picture of what the 17-year-old me conjured. I definitely did not think that I'd be married, with a kid.

I do admit that there are times when I'd think, "what if?" and I admit that there are times where I'd wish that "if only...". However, as a whole, I have no major regrets. My baby is the light of my life. My husband is my rock, my best friend (although there are times that he's more of a PITA than anything else). Although I wish that we live closer to family, we are lucky enough to have stable jobs, a house, and all other material things that society deem important. And for that, I am grateful.

And all the things that I've agonized about as a teen...I now look back with a rueful smile and a shake of my head. Those things are truly trivial. Insignificant. Frivolous. But at that time, it felt like it was life or death.

I'm glad that I've grown up enough to realize it.

"Graduation (Friends Forever)"

And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives

Where we're gonna be when we turn 25

I keep thinking times will never change

Keep on thinking things will always be the same

But when we leave this year we won't be coming back

No more hanging out cause we're on a different track

And if you got something that you need to say

You better say it right now cause you don't have another day

Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down

These memories are playing like a film without sound

And I keep thinking of that night in June

I didn't know much of love

But it came too soon

And there was me and you

And then we got real blue

Stay at home talking on the telephone

And we would get so excitedand we'd get so scared

Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair

And this is how it feels

As we go on, we remember all the times we had together

And as our lives change from whatever

We will still be friends forever

So if we get the big jobs

And we make the big money

When we look back now

Will our jokes still be funny?

Will we still remember everything we learned in school?

Still be trying to break every single rule

Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?

Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?

I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

We will still be friends forever

Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?

Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?

I guess I thought that this would never end

And suddenly it's like we're women and men

Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?

Will these memories fade when I leave this town

I keep, keep thinking that it's not goodbye

Keep on thinking it's a time to fly

Her Roots Are Showing

Back in February, we visited a couple that we met at the birthing classes to introduce our babies to each other. This little boy is 2 days older than Isabel.

In this picture, you can really tell that Isabel is of mixed-ancestry. She looks Chinese to me.