Cuteness Overload

Are you ready for this?  I’m not sure you are.  Prepare yourself for cuteness overload….
Yes, those are tiny baby flip-flops. Are you kidding me?!?! Damn you Old Navy and your cute baby shoes!

Look at those adorable preppy onesies and those cute little canvas shoes! Damn you Ralph Lauren for having such stinkin’ cute baby clothes! (These were a gift from our shower – how sweet!!)

IMG_2591 Little baby mittencuffs! Ok, I really just like saying that name. Mittencuffs. Some people say scratch mitts, whatevs. How can you not like the word mittencuffs better?! Anyways, look at how cute it is. This little guy went missing for a few days. I can see why…he’s so tiny! I ended up finding him in the dog bed by the washer. I’m not sure if it fell out and landed in a dog bed, or if a dog really wanted to keep his little paws warm.

Thanks Aunt Sara for these adorable outfits & BGSU onesie! They are so cute! I cannot wait to see what Mini will look like in them!

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We like to use Sebastian as our tester. So far, he has approved and enjoyed the stroller and baby carrier. He enjoyed these socks until he had to walk around in them. So, he approves of them only when lying down. Seriously though, how cute does he look in baby socks?!


See, I told you…cuteness overload.  As if the baby flip-flops weren’t enough, I had to go and throw in my dog-cat in socks.  You’re welcome!


Enjoy your day,


Country Livin’

So, I bet you’ve been wondering what I’ve been up to in Ohio?!  Well, it involves lots of animals, and working.  Yep, pretty much those two things.

I thought the pictures of me working wouldn’t really be of interest to you, so I took lots and lots of pictures of the animals.  You’re welcome!


I didn’t pack appropriate footwear to wander around the farm.  I didn’t have that much room in my suitcase and, I’m not going to lie, I much rather have my cute wedge sandals than dirty farm footwear.  So, what do you do when you don’t have anything to wear to the barn?!  Scrounge through KT’s room and find a pair of flats that she clearly doesn’t want, since she left them behind, and wear them.  With socks.  For added protection from donkey hooves.  Yep, that’s how I roll.  Socks and flats.  And capri pants.  Classy.  (K, this is what you’re missing.)



Here, Cinnamon is trying to attack the scary, scary, creepy, ugly turkey.  I didn’t even try to stop her.  Even if she mangled that thing, it would be an improvement.  I mean, what is with the red-hanging-rubber-like-stuff coming off his neck?!  Ew.



This is Penelope.  We are best friends.  She only recently started loving me because I bring her hay and baby carrots.  Before, she wanted nothing to do with me.  Is this why I have friends now?  Do you only love me because I bring you treats?  I’m not complaining.  And, I’m definitely not going to stop.  Keep the friends comin’!


Look at those cute little mini donkeys!  They are like dogs.  They love to be petted, especially on their cheeks.  And, when you pet them on their cheeks, they tilt their heads.  They also follow us around and lean against us.



This is Faith, the new girl.  She’s very sweet.  She even let me ride her.  My butt is still sore.  Thanks, Faith!


These are just a few of the many photos I took of the farm.  I hope to post more for you very soon!


Thanks for stopping by!
Enjoy your day,

Speaking of Superman…

Is what I said to k the other night.

That lead him onto a tangent about how that is not an appropriate transition to an adult conversation.

But, I wasn’t the one who was talking about Superman in the first place.  He was.

And do you want to know why he was talking about Superman?  Of course you do.  K was showing me how he would fly.  And he would fly like Superman.  With one arm out, hand in a fist.

So, of course, I had to show him how I would fly.  With two hands out in front, hands and fingers extended.  That’s the correct way to fly.  More aerodynamic.

Not according to k.  Or Superman, apparently.

So then I tell k that I found a pair of Superman socks that I though my nephews would like.  They are knee-socks, in Superman colors, with a giant S on the front.  The back of each sock has a little red cape!  They are adorable.  K says, “Forget your nephews, get them for me!”

And what was that you said about adult conversations?!


Enjoy your day,

d’s pet peeves

I’m sure I have a lot of pet peeves, but I’m going to talk about one that I just recently discovered, thanks to the help of k.

Ok, so you know when you’re sitting on the couch, stretched out and comfy, enjoying a movie?  And your hubby is comfily (yep, that sure is a word) sitting at the end of your feet, watching the movie?  And then, out of nowhere your hubby rests his hand on your foot and rips your sock off?  Yep, that right there.  That’s my new pet peeve.  Why, k, why do you have to rip my socks off my feet?!  I don’t understand why that is so much fun for you.  And, it is impossible to try to keep your socks on.  If you move your foot the slightest in any way, that sock is coming off even faster.  Go ahead, try it.  It’s true.  You can.not keep your socks on when someone is trying to take them off.  And, if any of you don’t know this, I hate being barefoot.  I must have something on my feet at all times.  So, when I’m in the house, I will always have socks, slippers, or flip-flops (in the summer) on my feet.

So k thinks it is hilarious to grab my socks and rip them off my feet when I least expect it.  And then he throws them far away (which is really just a few feet because we all know socks don’t fly that far) and laughs as I quickly tip-toe over to get them before the evil hardwood burns my soles.  (I don’t really think that will happen to my feet.  It just makes the story more interesting, folks).

I feel as if I should have lumped this post in with the What k Has Taught Me posts, because he taught me that it is impossible to keep your socks on when someone is pulling them off.  Again, try it.  I know you guys think I’m nuts, but I am so right on this one.

Enjoy your day & keep those socks on!