Shabby Apple Picture Princess

Being the true girly-girl that Caitlyn is, I thought a little modeling experience would be fun for her, so we're entering the Shabby Apple Picture Princess contest. We had a lot of fun out on her photo shoot and here are the results....

Although Caitlyn has a spit-fire attitude she is also extremely sensitive to the needs of others, especially her brother. She looks out for him and helps him along. Caitlyn is a true princess because of the wide range of attributes she carries from a strong - will to true compassion.

The dress from the "Little Girls and Girls Dresses from Shabby Baby" that would best describe Caitlyn would be "Gumballs" because it too is sweet and sassy.

Need a good laugh?

I am stitting by myself and laughing hysterically.You have to check out this blog....
http://www.sexypeople-blog.com/

So many of us can relate.
and just for a preview....

First time for everything

"I cant believe that this is the first time it has happened to me"
-a short story-

I'm in the shower and Caitlyn comes into inform me that Nathan is lookin for me. I told her to let him know where I was.
She then informs me that he is in the front yard looking for me. (Nathan has no fear of danger... the street is a open playing field). So I rush out of the shower throw on a sweatshirt and shorts and run outside. I find Nathan in the neighbors driveway playing with the oil spilled from their cars.
Awesome.
I have now figured out how to lock the garage door so it wont open without a special combination.

The end.

On another note....
It wouldnt be right of us O'Loughlins to not wish you a

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I hope you're all wearing your green. Did you find gold in your backyard today? We did

I call this one - "Green With Envy?"

Something to remember

This past week I worked really hard with Nathan on one little thing, and it was accomplished. Now whenever we say "I love you Nathan" or "Good night Nathan" he will respond with "I love you Mommy(Daddy)" or "Good night Mommy(Daddy)" without having to repeat first "Good night Nathan". This may seem small to most, but a large accomplishment in the world of our echolalic child, and definitely something to mark in time.

The best thing since sliced bread

One up side to waiting five years before having another baby is the advancement in clothing. These things are awesome! It seriously just reintroduced half of my jeans that I thought I would have to say farewell too for the next six months.

Now if they could just figure out a way to reduce the size of my ever-expanding hips.....

If you like cats then we cant be friends

I hate cats. Chad hates cats. Its something that we have in common.

Let me explain.

I appreciate other people's cats and that these people love them. Thats great. I would never own one of my own. Ever. And that's okay, but why, I ask, am I responsible for cleaning up after them in my yard. We have neighborhood cats that have taken up litter boxes in our yard, particularly close to our front door in our rocks. There always seems to be a new present awaiting. It is quite irritating, but it has escalated to a whole new level.

Chad and I recently poured some blood, sweat and tears into preparing a garden in our backyard. A daily ritual of ours is to go outside and see how things are progressing; it's going well, I might add. EXCEPT the stupid cats in our neighborhood have made it their mission to not allow our green onions to grow. As soon as I see a promising sprout it is gone by morning. Ripped away by some thief on four feet, and they have left the paw prints behind as their calling card.

WHAT TO DO!? I swear, it is so aggrevating. If I wanted to deal with a cat I would get one of my own. I would never get a dog and then let him into the neighbors yard to run around. Why is this socially acceptable in the world of cats? I have a right to plant a garden and expect it to only be ravished by my kids - not by other people's pets.

So, what is the plan. The only ideas that we have come up with, and trust me these are both viable options, are:
A: shoot them with a BB gun. Ya know, pumped once just to give it a scare. Maybe then it will go back to its cat friends and tell them that the crazy people in that house are on the loose with a gun and they will back away.
B: gets some cat traps from the Animal Humane Society and ship 'em off. Seriously, I am that mean. I hope that the owners begin to miss their cats and wonder where they are. Then when they read the big sign in my front yard about "If you missing a cat in the neighborhood..." they might get a clue and keep their animals close to home. Of course I hope they would be reunited at the pound, but I cant lie, I would glory in the fact that they would have to go to the trouble of getting the cat back and experiencing a little grief about it.

Ok, so I am mean, or just at the end of my cat rope.

Any other suggestions?