The Time Has Come

So I am officially sick of my weight. I went swimming with the kids today and felt like a total cow. I so want to lose weight, I am ready. Of course I am ready as I am slowly approaching 30 and now the weight will take twice as long to lose instead of me having done it right after the babies were born, but I am ready to buckle down and do it, better late than never. This is the summer I will drop 2 dress sizes. This is my goal, eat better and exercise. Less t.v., more activity, aerobics dvd, walking, running. By August there will be a new, better, slimmer, Angela Dell. I am going to post my progress, so hold me accountable.

My Benny

Benjamin is the sweetest little boy ever, here are a few of his latest.

He has become quite the Daddy's boy recently. Peter took him yesterday to get his hair cut (he looks so adorable), and that night when he prayed before bed, he prayed thank you that Daddy took him to get his haircut in the red car and that daddy was his "fabrit." I know, how adorable.

A couple of days ago, he was bouncing off the walls and I asked him why he was so happy? And his response was because he lubbed his mommy and daddy.

You have to love the innocent, pure heart of a little boy who loves his family! And whose mommy loves him lots and lots.

The End

So Thursday I was faced with the end of my daughter's preschool years. She officially graduated from preschool and will be going into kindergarten next year. It brought tears to my eyes and I have to admit, I am all watered up as I type right now about the fact that my baby girl is definitely no longer a baby. You know my mom always told me that once I had kids the time would fly, but I never really realized it until just recently when I looked around to see my daughter who will be 5 this year in kindergarten, my son who will be 3 this year and is Mr. Chatty Kathy.

I do have to say that she looked beautiful. She danced in a mini recital before her graduation, in her gorgeous costume with her hair all done up and looking like a perfect little fairy princess. It was so sweet to watch her sing and dance her little heart out "for Jesus" as she likes to remind me. After her recital she looked so sweet and proud as she walked across the stage to get her "diploma."

We also got her evaluation about all she can do both academically and her spiritual growth. As a mother I have to brag and say that not only has she done a great job mastering her academics, but under her spiritual growth her teacher commented that she has a great command in this area! Good Job Baby Girl!

Loose Teeth Vintage Inspired Sundress with Petticoat GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!

Loose Teeth Vintage Inspired Sundress with Petticoat GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!

Check it out super cute, I have fallen in love with hand made clothes, I think I might have to learn to sew!

Annoying

Ever been around someone that totally grates your nerves and you would like for them to leave, but unfortunately, they can't and won't and plan on sticking around? I am there.

The End . . . of Babies

So the end of school is near for my little princess. I can't believe it is already May. She is going to be leaving preschool and next year will be in kindergarten and I can't believe it. Sometimes I look at her and I have to do a double take because I am expecting someone smaller more baby like and not the big girl that is in front of me.
In fact, the other day I went to the park with a friend and I was looking around for Grace and couldn't find her, I started to get nervous, when my girlfriend said, there she is right there under the slide, and I looked quickly and said that it wasn't her . . . that little girl was too big to be mine, but low and behold it was.
She does her dance recital next week, and her graduation two weeks following. I am going to try not to cry when my baby walks in her little cap, but I am sure I will. I have recently been so taken with how big my little ones have gotten, they are growing so fast right before my eyes.
My Benjamin, my little man is growing like a weed, talking like crazy, and moving non stop. Although they are getting big, my heart sometimes still sees them toddling around in a diaper and a onesies with a juice stained mouth, and cookie on their faces, and I think it might always be that way.

The refrigerator

So I bought a refrigerator off of craigslist (from a used appliance store in St. Pete). Not a bad deal, until it stopped working a week after I bought it. So today I called the guy who sold it to me and told him I would like my money back less the delivery charge and he could come and get the fridge. I cannot tell you how totally scared I was, like I was getting ready to give a formal address to a million people or something. So I am shaking in my boots trying to tell this man I would like my money back, the question is why? I still can't figure out why I was such a mess about asking for my money back when the fridge he sold me broke after a week?
The strange thing is I seem to have this problem in other areas too, like car repairs, I swear I feel like I'm 10 years old instead of a grown woman with two children that can ask questions and refuse things if I feel they are up to the standard I want.
Talking to this guy today, the feelings I felt inside were the same type of butterflies as when I was a child and I had to go ask a grown up that I didn't know for something, like a refill on my drink, or excuse me can you tell me where the bathroom is? I think I need to work on this because it is bugging me. I'm an adult for crying out loud? What am I exactly afraid of?

The Fair

So we took the kids to a mini fair tonight. We had intentions to go the Strawberry Festival, but the traffic was ridiculous, so we pulled into the mall and there was a little carnival there. The kids had a blast. I am always amazed at how riding the same 6 rides over and over that all just seem to go around in a circle essentially (Elephants in a circle, train in a circle, cars in a circle, dragons in a circle) thrill them to no end. But 3 hours, 2 corn dogs, 2 stuffed seals, and 2 happy children later we are home! Not a bad night.

Complicated

When did life get so complicated? I must have missed the memo that said things are going to get complicated so hold on tight and sometimes I feel totally unprepared?

Jewelry

I have no idea who reads this blog, however I am going to proselytize my jewelry business for one short moment. My calendar is severly low on shows (which pays for Grace's school tuition) and I really need to add 2 shows to my calendar in order to be on track. So if you would just love to have me over with some of your girlfriends and get some free jewelry in the process, I am available, I do travel for shows, and you would be doing me a huge favor in the process!

Okay, campaigning for shows over and on to the deep questions of life, like how in the world do every pair of socks my kids own get filthy dirty on the bottom? Why does my son always seem to be out of underwear? and why is it that one load of kids clothes seem to take forever to fold? How do kids get a stain on all their "nice" clothes, but play clothes seem to stay pristine? Why do girls change clothes so often? And why are my kids so quiet??????????