See the Bean

Here he is in all his {adorable} 5-Month old glory! 

In the zone. 

Laughing so hard, he cries. and probably pees a little.  

Good thing he's wearing a diaper. 

{I have to change my entire outfit when that happens to me} 

If that isn't the good life, 

then I don't know what is.

xoxo

{Bon Bon} 

How Sweet it Is...

A great 1st Mothers Day was had, 

thanks in big part to my boys, 

and thanks in little parts to Eggo waffles in bed, 

and a 1 hr. massage, 

and brunch with our mamas, 

and 80 degree weather, 

and free strawberry milkshakes, 

and a good ol' fashioned kiddie pool afternoon splash session. 

And If I'm being honest, the Bean's chubby buns were the best part of it all. hands down.

{even though he said da da da da daaaaa all.day.long} 

a baby's booty wins over a 1 hr. massage. 

who am I? 

oh yeah. 

a mom. 

eeeeeeep. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

He Calls me MaMaMaMa

It would only be fitting that during Mother's Day Weekend, my biggest "Mom Fail" to date would occur. 

Naturally. 

It would. 

Of course.

Alignment of stars. 

That kind of thing. 

Thanks Universe...you're the best. I'm totally gonna save your whales now. 

Long story {blog} short, 

Keys. Locked. Car. 

Baby. Locked. House. 

Took me 8 minutes to get back inside, {after locating the spare key} 

which was after a pathetically feeble attempt to break down the door with my body, 

Thanks Hollywood... for making that look a lot easier than it is. 

It was 8 minutes too long, 

for my heart. 


Although, not for the Bean, 
who was happily nestled in his car seat, blissfully gazing at the ceiling fan while chomping on Sophie the Giraffe. 


oh my heart. 

Thanks Baby Bean...

you made me a Mama, 

with all the {perfectly imperfect} things that come in this new role. 

Let's keep having adventures together, ok? 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Hallelujah

{via}

By golly and the beard of Zeus,

I think I've done it.

The stuff of legends.

They said it couldn't be found.

Doesn't exist.

An old wives tail {concocted by a bunch of men in business suits running marketing campaigns}

My "holy grail" mascara.

Cue clouds parting, 

sunlight streaming through, 

angels playing golden harps...

all for this golden tube. 

of liquid

gooooooold.

{If you're a female with eyes and eyelashes, then you know how big of a deal this is}

Most of the reviews for this formula aren't too glowing,  

Which makes me think my lashes must be the only ones singing Loreal praises. 

Fine by me, 

 that means more for me, myself, and I. 

Until those businessmen realize that a Bonnie from Oregon buying 4 tubes of mascara per year just isn't gonna pay the bills, 

and they discontinue it. 

firstworldgirlproblemsrightthere.

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Melodious

{tour info}

{tour info}

What is this all about? 

Pure shenanigans of the musical sort, I tell ya. 

And pretty much, my friends are awesome. 

Which makes me awesome. 

That's how it works, right? 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Reality

{my "oops" or "dad just made an innuendo in his speech" face. completely unrelated to this post, albeit fitting somehow. read on.}

Grand blogging plans were on the agenda tonight.

"were" being the operative word. 

But after a rousing evening of "It's 8PM and I've eaten seven handfuls of peanut M&Ms for meals today so dinner sounds pretty darn fantastic right about now but I failed to plan prep or do anything productive in the past 12 hours besides playing peekaboo with a 5 month old and catching up on Bethenny Ever After. while eating my weight in chocolate covered peanuts..."

Grand quickly has turned into Bluuuuurg. 

{"Bluuuuurg:" a blog with completely and absolutely no real purpose, agenda, or worth. a smattering of words and incoherency, preferably typed willy-nilly at 11:52 PM}

The night was redeemed with spicy shrimp tacos, a sweaty Insanity workout, 

and even more M&Ms. 

like I said...

bluuuuuuuurg. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}

Mayday

{thanks iPhone. my realtor thinks I'm 8 years old now}

Here we go.

It's May. 2012 

and

then it's going to be June. 2012

aka

"a three ring circus"

Ten weddings. 

Planes to catch. Bags to pack. 

Bridesmaid girly stuff for me. Groomsman guy shenanigans for him. Ring-bearer boot camp for the Bean.

Vacations. 

Arkansas. California. Canada. Mexico.

Road trips. with an infant. Jesus take the wheel. 

House hunting. and finding. and buying. and packing. and unpacking. and decorating. 

I've got about 316 things on my to-do list. 

and as of right now, about 316 pieces of laundry on the living room floor waiting to be folded. 

All signs of a full life. 

A life of community, relationships, and searching for the missing sock partner for three different pairs of feet. 

This summer, 

we're definitely making memories. 

and going barefoot as much as possible. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}