Here she is...

She is ready and waiting for us to make her ours....

So I haven't blogged in 14 days but let me start in with my excuse. First off- the Christmas flurry. Secondly, sick kiddos and lastly, getting a house. Yes my friends, we are finally under contract on a home and I couldn't be more thrilled. So I will be back soon and please forgive the horrific punctuation.

"Mom, J smells like the sewer!"

Yes, she did. I went to investigate the sewer claim and found nothing. Strange. So bath time it was. I am sure I'm not the only every other day bather mother. Am I?

Speaking of sewer smell, house shopping is in full swing. There are some people out there who want an ass load of money for their not so great house. These people are usually a "distressed seller." Seriously people. And don't even get me started on the number of short sells out there. When is our society going to get responsible? You are accountable for reading the $^&*@ fine print.

I'm not claiming to have not made mistakes, financial or otherwise. But those were my cross to bear. I'm sick of people wanting top dollar for shit they can no longer afford. Deal or foreclose. Its that simple. The one house that was reasonably priced and nice was gone as quick as we saw it. It went under contract while we were trying to figure out what to offer. Damn the luck. So tomorrow I hit the pavement alone. AHHH... So not looking forward to it. My hubby will be at work but those are the breaks.

"Mommy- that's santa's husband!"

Yes. That is exactly what she exclaimed when we rolled up to Santa's House @ the Christmas Village field trip. I politely told Hannah that in fact that was Santa's wife but we would love him just the same if he opted for a husand instead. She stared at me confused. The field trip would have been more fun hnad it not been 24 degrees and I didn't have a 1-yr old who thought everyone wanted to hear her scream like a banshee. She is such a treat somedays.

Our J-Baby

Justyce. Justyce. Justyce. This post is going to be dedicated to my little girl. I am going to say once again- she is so hard. She is the most difficult child I have ever had to deal with. Not that I have a long list of children whom I have cared for under my belt. I am so not a kid person. Kids are such a foreign being to me. I love mine and completely get mine but the rest just intimidate me. Anyway- back to J lady.

This child makes everyday a challenge and most days I am exasperated beyond belief. I consistently find myself commiserating with my mom and my husband about Justyce and just how hard she is. Right now I am realizing that I need to stop. I need to look at the positive. Justyce has made me a better mom. I constantly am having to find new ways of being patient and creative in order to meet her insatiable needs. She needs what seems like constant attention. But I am finding that its not constant attention that she needs but constant inclusion. As long as I strive to constantly include her in my day our days go much smoother.

Of course she still has her meltdowns and gets frustrated and yells at us all day. It wouldn’t be a day with J without that. I think J just needs more than Hannah did. Hannah is so easy. J has been hard from the 6 week mark in the belly. She has me on some form of bed rest for more than half of her stay in my body and in constant pain and fear of her ejecting herself early. And then she did eject herself early and has fought an uphill battle since.

I constantly wonder what the future holds for her to need such special love and guidance and I hope that I can help her meet her challenges successfully. Hopefully when we meet her challenges, together, she will still laugh and scrunch her face at me. She will still be everyone’s J-Baby.

"Mom- Justyce needs a crate like Hurley."

Me and the chicks after going to Rodizios with Daddy, Tyler and Michelle.

Just the chicks. Oh, and lamby. I must have been weak since I let him out of the house considering the losing him @ FrontRunner incident!

JC touching things she shouldnt.

They partied a little too hard @ the Victory Party.

Yes, her shirt says Barack for my birthday. JC's 1st birthday was on election day and she got her wish. :)

"Mom- you are the best freezer pizza maker."

This is me and the chick peas @ the Utah Democrats Victory Party.

This is JC @ daddy's halloween party.

Hannah was a geisha. She is obsessed with all things asian- including sushi. That is a mouthful of donut not sushi- thankfully.

Hannah @ Tyler and Michelle's wedding. She is mad she had to go open before the bar opened. :)

JC and I at said wedding.

"Mom, what was that noise?" "I don't know, Hannah" "Mom, it absolutely wasn't a turtle!"

I am going to start titling my post with Hannah-isms. There are so many everyday. Maybe someday soon we will have J-isms. The Hannah-ism is from driving to Salt Lake last night to meet Daddy and get some dinner. There was a small noise in the truck. I think J dropped her sippy cup.

Hannah got placed in the highest reading group at school, the red reading group. I told her that participating in the group would help her become and excellent reader. To which she replied, "I can already read. I don't need a group." She is so modest. ;) The kid just tells things like it is. Kind of like how she told her great-grandma she was going to grow up and get a tattoo on her back like her mom, its better than getting one on your arm like her aunt. I don't even think my grandma knew I had a tattoo. Thanks, Hannah!