Whiny Sack of Complaints

That would be me.

I hurt all over today. I have a blister on mah foot. I've been forced to watch hockey. I lost an earring while on a walk today and didn't find it again. Cailin ate next to nothing and did not nap. The whiny is epic in our household tonight.

But enough of that, check out the glass tiles for our bathroom. OOOH, purdy! This is the brightest splash of color going in the bathroom:

I put up some decor in our new bedroom. Ah, finally! a good use for those Twilight Saga books; propping up pretty stuff. The china lady is from Auntie Ro and the jewelry box is from Mom.

Here's the whole top of the dresser. We stopped by the craft store the other day and got the artificial flowers for 50% off. The glassware was all stuff I had previously, recycled/reused from other places in the house.
I found a cottage decorating magazine at the checkout the other day and took some ideas out of it. I'm looking forward to getting the rest of the house painted and freshened up, and trying out some more decorating ideas and tips.

We (and by that I mean Ryan) moved the furniture around in the living room today to try something new. I'm not digging the new layout, but they say give it a couple days to see if it grows on you. Cailin really enjoyed riding on the couch as it was moved. Not to mention the sunbeam she laid in as snuggled with her blankie.

And hey, to distract everyone from more of the whiny, here's a Funny Potty Story:

I don't bother changing Cailin into clothes until after she's eaten breakfast. That way she can get breakfast all over her jammies and then they go directly to the wash. She helps undress herself after breakfast and I let her run around in a diaper while I pick her an outfit. Lately though, she rips off her diaper as well and runs full speed around the house completely ecstatic to be free.

The other morning I was folding a bunch of clothes she had 'helped' with, and heard Cailin yell from Jellybean's room. She came tearing into the room holding her butt, wearing only a pair of shoes. "Poo poo!" she announced, pointed at her posterior. I was horrified. "Show me," I said. She led me to the baby's room where she shamefacedly showed me a teeny tiny puddle of pee. I assured her that was okay, and cleaned it up. Bailey on the other hand, was utterly disgusted. I'm sure she thought I would rub Cailin's nose in it.