need some minerals?

this is just a good picture to blog. we were at the beach with mom and dad and she kept acting like she was going to lap up some water or sand, whatever. she never actually made contact between the tongue and sand, which i prefer...

a family picture

this is from san diego. my mom and dad came down for a visit a couple of weeks ago and we saw san diego.
it was actually kinda funny because we drove all the way down there - about an hour and a half - and we went across this bridge into coronado (sp?) and parked and walked to a little market. we went pee in the market and had lunch, which was really yummy - great "natural" sandwiches - and then we walked down to this sorta lookout point where you could see across the bay into the city. we saw a couple of aircraft carrier ships or whatever you call them - they were pretty cool to look at, big... so we took some pictures and then drove back home! i guess we did drive around balboa park where the san diego zoo is and stuff. they had the world fair, or whatever that is, there several years back, so they had some pretty cool things left from that - sculptures and stuff. there were some cool looking museums, but the kids aren't quite the right age yet... :)
we also stopped at a state beach on the way back and watched the real hippie surfers surf. that was pretty cool.
anyways, we had a blast with mom and dad. it was so great to see them and have them see where we are now. we all went to disneyland another day, that was pretty cool too. it's a totally different experience now that we have little woogies that we like to see have fun in places like that.
oh! and zooey started like full-out walking like the second day they were here. we are all loving that!

are you serious!?

i hear banging on my door at like 8:55 this morning, about 5 minutes after i put zooey to bed. i'm rinsing out poop from keaton's diaper in the toilet... i open the door, it's a cop. "we got a report of a baby screaming. are there any babies here?"
"yeah, i have two - and yeah, like 30 minutes ago keaton - oh here he is - was screaming because he didn't want me to change his poopy diaper. so, i just let him cry it out a little then he let me change him..."
"ok, so everybody is ok?"
"yeah, thanks for checking..."
"good luck. obey your mom."

what the freak... i feel like my motherhood has been challenged or something. like the guy was really nice about it. i think he just had to come because someone had said something, and he seemed to know that kids scream and cry sometimes, but it really unnerved me... i kinda just want to give keaton and zooey tranquilizers until they hit 8 or 9 and go from there. i don't know... i'll simmer down in a little while. what was i supposed to do let the poop bake on his butt then give him a horrible rash? he's freaking two years old, he can't decide if he wants to leave crap on his butt or not. ugh! oh well, in a couple of days or weeks or months or years, i'm sure i'll love telling the story and laughing about it. thing is, he reminds me of me...

progress

okay, i wake up this morning, and i was like, woah, i didn't get up at all last night. then i did a little dance, sang a little song... then scott goes, "how many times did you get up last night?"
"never, she slept through, i guess." (i had turned off monitor again)
"what about that time i hit you?"
"you hit me?"
"yeah, she was crying, so i hit you."
"hmm, never heard her, don't remember it..."

so, i don't know how long she cried for, but i guess it wasn't as long as the night before. and i don't have any bruises or anything from being hit, so that's good.
still not doing too great in the weening world.
whatever. life.

last night

preface: zooey has been waking up about 2-3 times a night wanting to nurse. i've been trying to wean her, but it's not going very smoothly. it would be no big deal if i didn't mind her wailing around the house, following me everywhere and then crying for like 30 min every time i put her down for a nap before she falls asleep. i had her trained to sleep through the night up until about 3 weeks ago. i'm guessing that it has been the teething that has messed it all up... just guessing. so, we are at the training stage again.
last night: she wakes up at like midnight-ish. i had turned off the monitor so i couldn't hear her wake up and wail, so i don't know exactly how long she had been crying for, but her screaming woke both scott and i up. so i did what i've always done, for her and keaton, let her cry/scream/wail. (and i am lucky in the fact that keaton sleeps through it all, poor kid gotta try and sleep through screaming.) well, this goes on for about an hour, she winds down and is quiet - ah, blessed jesus. now i can try and go back to sleep. then, we hear a click... keaton is saying, "mommy..." i cussed - not a really bad word, but a bad enough one... uh-um. then, "wwwaaaahhhh...." so, i end up feeding her and we all go back to sleep. dangit. i guess we'll try again tonight.

so,

i've lived in the oc for about a month now. it's good. totally wasn't digging scott being in north carolina for 2 weeks for training whatever, but he's back. the thought pretty much crosses my mind once a day that i can't believe that i live here - where people come and vacation. it's pretty cool. i've got a fave beach to take the kids to, when it's just me and them. it's like 4 miles away, we can park up the road for free and i can do this pretty sweet switcha-roo with the stroller, and we walk the rest of the way to the beach.

the other day, we walked to this park that is in the stereotypical oc, really nice houses, like REALLY nice houses, nice cars, REALLY nice cars, you know... and so, there were the real housewives of orange county all around me, and it was surreal. i felt like i was just watching, and they didn't even know i was there - i was totally, i don't know, apart. i wasn't dressed like weird, or picking my nose or a wedgie or anything, but they were just different. i know what it was: botox, liposuction, and whatever else they do. seriously, i heard them talking about who was getting it done next and how it looked fake or great and i was like, woah. i don't care that they do it, and they all seemed nice enough, but it was just really different from the hippy, yoga, granola people of austin and the redneck hillbillies of missouri. it was cool to be cultured. and, not everyone around here is like that. just like not all of austin is hippie or all of missouri are hicks, but they were all there all at the same time or something.

hmm, i guess this is what blogging is, just rambling and it's okay if you don't make any sense. do any of you ever offend someone with your blogging?

my totally great friend, karina, had her first baby the other day. jade. that's the baby's name. i am really sad that i can't be there. it's really the first time that i've been sad-ish since being here. i was sad in missouri, mostly during the winter, but she was close by when i had keaton and zooey, and now i don't get to be there when she is a first time mom. i know that she and daine will be great, and i want to see it! anyway, someday i'll meet her!

i've put the pillows back on our couch seriously like 8 times already, and they're off again. i guess i know how i can fix my problem, just leave them on the ground. but then, that's the main fun of it i think, taking them off the couch. i could make keaton put them all back himself, but he can't yet, so i'm stuck. i can't really complain, i am home all day long, this is why. so i can put the pillows back on the couch, pick up the stuffed animals, wipe crap off tushes, do some laundry, and get hugs and kisses from my kids.

how do you know if you want more kids or not? one day i feel one way, another day, totally different.

i'm lucky

the humble abode

here is the front of our little boy blue home. it goes a little more to the left and then the right, and then there's a garage. i wanted to get the hidrangeas in there though - i can't believe how huge and beautiful they are! we sold them at smith and hawken in pots, but they weren't near this big, and there was no way in forever that you could get them to do well in the ground there.
this is in the morning time - it's kinda weird, pretty much every morning it's somewhat overcast, but then by like 11 or noon, it's all nice and bright california sunshiny!