Super Girl!!! (Or Super Grill as Bright would say)

I love these pictures Aaron took of Brighton Sunday morning. Sorry for the
partial nudity... but it was much worse before she put on her tutu. ;)
Look at how graceful her legs are with her toes all pointed perfectly! I think
she's going to be a dancer!

So typical Brighton

I'm sure all toddlers are quirky but Brighton really likes putting things in lines and rows. I think she's going to have some kind of OCD and I'm really hoping it's the kind that makes you a clean freak. (Except then I would drive her nuts.) This is just SUCH a typical thing for her to do, I had to take a picture. She got her pants out of her room and made them into a row in the hall. She has this "treat" box that she gets to choose prizes from when she's a good girl and once she got it down and put all the prizes in a straight line and then put it away. Please don't tell me she's a freak- let's just say it's cute, k? ;)

Also, she's adorable:

All my dreams have now come true

There is beauty all around.... when you put in new floors... there is joy in every sound, when you're walking on a hard floor.
Yay! I just could not handle the icky carpet under my table anymore, so the project of putting hard wood there spilled out into the rest of my house in my high-traffic areas and I'm so happy about it! I think it turned out so great! Now I just need new countertops, new sink, new blinds and a new chandelier and we're set!
Here are before and after. Yes, even I helped! (Well I pulled out staples.)

Look at that nasty carpet!

Aaron trying to be as tough as Sheldon.

All done!!!

Back door


Kitchen

View from front door

Help me!!! Poop-tastrophy

I know blogs are supposed to be all "look at my cute, fun, easy life" but seriously? There are tons of cute, fun, easy things but right now my life is surrounded by poop!! Literally! There is a reason I've never had a dog, people! As my mom always said and I quote: "If you can find a dog with a cork in it's bottom, we can get a dog." Right now I'm thinking if I had a 3-year-old little girl with a cork in her bottom life might be easier. Right now you're probably thinking not just "What is wrong with Brighton?" but more like "What is wrong with Brooke?" I'm a little bit mental from mopping up pee and poop!
So last week I decided to take her to the doctor to make sure she doesn't have some kind of urinary infection that is limiting her ability to control her bladder. (wishful thinking) While in the waiting room she poops in her panties!! And she's wearing a skirt, so it's seriously EVERYWHERE. I thought I was going to die. I'm bawling in the waiting room trying to get it all taken care of. Turns out she doesn't have an infection. So yesterday my little puppy daughter poops on the way out of Costco.... wonderful!!! So I stick her in the bath when I get home and I'm on the computer and I go check on her and seriously... gross out alert..... don't read any further if you're eating.... the bathtub is full of poop! ALL over the place. So I try to drain it but my drain is kind of clogged and going really slow and it's seriously like the biggest nightmare I think I've had as a mom and she's freaking out because I'm telling her to help me wash it down. Hello, child. you were sitting in it!!! LOL. I know this is the worst thing to blog about but I'm seriously just trying to laugh about it all so I don't go insane. I'm going to have two kids in diapers in a month! SERENITY NOW!
PS. I should mention after hearing about my poop-tastrophy, Aaron came home with a rose and a bag of Hershey's Bliss dark chocolates for me. :)

Salt Lake Aquarium

We had a day in Salt Lake after Grandma Child's funeral, so we decided to take Brighton to the aquarium in Utah. We went to the big Aquarium of the Pacific in California last year, so this didn't quite meet my expectations, lol. But there were some way cool things. I thought we had more cool pictures of the sting rays and jellyfish and octopus but I don't see them! I hope I didn't delete them accidentally!

Kissing the frog, hoping it would turn into a prince!

On another note, why do they call them the "terrible two's?" I think they should be the "tricky twos" and the "TOTALLY terrible threes!" geesh! I don't know if it's that I'm pregnant and emotional and/or lazy/tired but Brighton is trying my patience every single day! I know she is pressing the limits and my lazy parenting is not helping because it's hard not to just walk away when she's screaming at me instead of disciplining her, but she has days where I just want to put her in her room and forget about it! The afore mentioned lazy parenting is also not helpful in the fact that she has 100% regressed in potty training. She was fully trained in about July and didn't have an accident ever. Well now she has accidents all. the. time! Like multiple times a day. Thankfully it's just pee but I am at my wits end about it! We just got the sleeping through the night back under control and now we have this. Anyway, I'm just venting but I sure hope things get better after the baby is born and my brain isn't so mushy. Or will my brain just get mushier? I've tried to help Aaron with homework lately and I'll read a paragraph and it just does not sink in! I'm so glad I'm not in school! Anyway, I should probably read some parenting books or something, lol.

PS. Do you feel as cool as I do when you get done typing something and you spell check and there are no errors? (except the words that I maybe made up?) I rock.

String cheese babies

So I had a dream last night that I had my baby, except it was triplets. I remember it totally didn't hurt and I was walking around the mall/hospital (it was the same place) showing off my new babies. Only they weren't babies.... they were three pieces of unwrapped string cheese! And I had already eaten half of one of them!

This dream however is not freaking me out like the food-baby related dream I had while pregnant with Bright. I dreamt that she came out a baby but then I forgot about her and kept her in the closet in a duffel bag... really freaky... and then when I finally remembered her she had turned into a frozen loaf of french bread dough. It was so traumatizing and I had to poke holes in the dough to make eyes and a mouth to try to feed her. It was SERIOUSLY creepy. The string cheese one isn't haunting me like that one did. :)

Beautiful Brows

So I get my fashion advice from Sesame Street characters- namely Bert and Oscar the Grouch. That's cool, right? I mean my mom gets 100% of her fashion and beauty advice from Oil of Olay Commercials so what's the difference? I look hot! From, Brighton