Naughty Mommy

So the challenge this week over at Catscrap is to "makeover" an old page.  This is the second page I created after I started digital scrapbooking, not horrible but definitely not my cup of tea now that I've found a groove and a style I like.  I've always loved the title though!

 Sorry I don't have any credits on it, as it was before my gallery posting days.  Here is the updated version:

From Dainty kit by Creashens (catscrap.com & twolittlepixels.com)
Heart on a string
Stitches

From Pitter Patter kit by Creashens (catscrap.com & twolittlepixels.com)
hearts
tan paper
Pink Paper

From Smitten kit by Creashens (catscrap.com & twolittlepixels.com)
patterned papers

Alpha:
Luv Song by CD Muckosky (littledreamerdesigns.com)

Journaling
You were so sad that your Daddy left the garage while I was taking some photos of you.  I don't know if you thought he was going somewhere special without you?  But three year old you was devastated and being the naughty Mommy that I am I snapped every second of it.  Naughty Mommy!

Makin Tortillas

As the resident Mexican in Ev's family (j/k) I was given the job of making tortillas and my grandmother's Mexican rice for my brother-in-law's birthday dinner which was a bit of a Mexican Fiesta.  Gourmet Chicken Mole, Rice, Beans, homemade guacamole, homemade salsas, tortillas & nopales.  I set to work about 1:30 in the afternoon and shortly thereafter Z wandered inside.  

Turns out yesterday we were in like a bizarro world or maybe it was just opposite day.  The girls worked outside in the yard with Dad while the boys stayed inside and cooked with me.  Strange and Bizarre because the boys, Isaiah in particular is typically glued to his Dad's side.  We're talking glued.  Mom is chopped liver compared to Dad.  But something about watching me make tortillas sucked him in.  After watching me make about 5 he said ~ hey can I go wash my hands and help?  I was like ~ ummm yeah, definitely.  We had a great time and he was an amazing helper.  Although some of his tortillas ended up looking like Texas, for the most part they looked like Hawaii, which was our goal :)

He rolled I cooked.  Totally takes me back to my Mexican roots and makes me think of my Grandmother. 

Need some extra flour to roll with. I think this is what I love most about my granite counters.  I love the way they look, but I especially love rolling tortillas straight out on the smooth cool surface.

Gotta put a bit more flour out each time you roll.  It's important because that's how you get that extra layer of flour on your shirt :)

Making a good ball is important to the process and to getting Hawaii shaped tortillas

My helper was pretty proud of himself.  I forgot to take pictures of the finished product but we ended up with 3 dozen for Uncle Christian's birthday fiesta.

Latest Set of Layouts

Time to post a few more layouts I've done recently.  As of late I've been in a really scrappy mood.  I'm on the CT for Creashens and I get to create with all her GORGEOUS product (still pinching myself) and she has some fabulous girly kits in the past few weeks.  Check out the links!

Everything from the NEW pitter patter kit by Creashens available at catscrap and twolittlepixels

Everything from Smitten kit by Creashens available at catscrap and twolittlepixels

Everything for this layout is from Brand New Day kit by One Little Bird available at Catscrap.com

Journaling reads:
Moments like this remind me that every day is a gift. They remind that I need to treasure every moment, that my time with you is limited. and there is no rewind or do over button. Moments like this remind me that my job as a mom isn't a trial or a "job". They remind me what a priviledge it is to have you as a part of my world. Moments like this remind me of the specialness of you. They remind me that you are unique and no one in the world is knot together like you. They remind me that you are a miracle, that I was chosen to guide and teach you and what an awesome responsibility it is to be your parents. Moments like this show me that you love moments with me. That it doesn't take much to bring you joy, that you are really very simple to please. Moments like this show me how easy it is to build a memory that lasts a lifetime.. Moments that you will treasure as well. Moments like this remind me that it's the simple moments.

If you think I'm cute . .

Was cruising through photos to scrap tonight and I came upon this picture.  I loved this shirt!!!!  SO appropriate for my blonde, blue-eyed boy that looks JUST like his daddy.  I can't even explain to you the delight I had having a blue-eyed child.  I am so taken with his Daddy and how handsome he is, that it is such fun to have his clone.  Just a quick post because I love this photo and the message on his shirt :)

Confession Time

I was sharing with friends our most embarrassing moments and it made me giggle so hard that I thought I'd give you a moment to giggle too.  These are my most mortifying, beet red moments.  Please take pleasure in my discomfort :)

#1.  Babysitting

I grew up for a large portion of my life on Military Bases.  Texas, Hawaii, different ones in California.  The only place we weren't on base was in Ohio.  In high school we lived on Beale Air Force Base outside of Wheatland, CA in the Yuba City area.  An important element to my story is that on base, all the houses are cookie cutters, exact replicas of the one next door.  Not like in a newer subdivision  where every 3rd or 4th house is the same.  I mean EVERY house exactly the same as the one next door. 

My sister taught in a private school in Marysville and recommended me as a babysitter to one of her friends that lived on base.  I showed up to babysit little Megan (toddler age) late one afternoon and was delighted by the family.  I knew Megan and I would be fast friends.  I fed her dinner and we headed out for a walk.  We returned to her cul de sac around dark.  Megan lived at the end of the cul de sac.  I took her out of her stroller and we headed inside, down the front hall into the living room, WHERE TWO PEOPLE WERE IN THE BUFF!!!  As I averted my eyes I noticed that the house was decorated quite differently than Megan's house.  I stammered out "This isn't Megan's house is it???" and fled next door to Megan's real house.  I don't think I ever told Megan's mom about that awkward encounter, but it is burned into my mind.  I just wanted to die, I wanted a hole to open up in that random stranger's house and just take me away.

#2.  Fairy Tale Town
This one tops number one, it's a whopper.

We were visiting FairyTale town here in Sacramento (my kids call it Humpty Dumpty Park).  I had Alorah age 3 and Isaiah a few months old.  Isaiah rode around in this SWEET stroller.  It's called a sit and stroll.  It's a car seat that have wheels folded into the bottom.  You push a lever and wheels pop out to make it a stroller and a handle extends from the top.  Here's a photo

Anyway, it was getting late and the park was closing.  In fact I think it was already closed and they may have asked us to leave.  We were parked at the rear of the park so rather than go all the way to the front, I decided we should just save time and go through one of the turnstile gates at the back of the park.  Example, not the actual gate:

I sent Alorah through first and Isaiah (in the stroller) and I followed behind.  We made it 2/3rds of the way through and got stuck.  STUCK, because as I tried to reverse my way back into the park, I discovered that it doesn't reverse.  NOT AT ALL!  Alorah had already made it through the gate and was waiting on the other side as I sat stuck.  I very calmly asked Alorah to please sit on the curb and wait for Mommy & brother while I internally panicked.  I decided to just wait a minute until a park worker came through to close up and find me.  I waited 10 minutes until I started crying.  Another 10 minutes until I started yelling and another 10 minutes until someone found me.  All while my 3 year old sat on the curb.  See God knows, if it had been Isaiah 3 on the curb, he would've taken off.  But it wasn't it was my obedient first born.  Who asked a few times why Mommy was crying and yelling but stayed put none the less.  It was a long 30 minutes until I was found by a young clueless worker, who had no idea what to do.  And an even longer 20 minutes until the fire department arrived to get me out.  It was horrible but we survived :)

I hope you got your laugh for the day in or at least a chuckle.