Sunday, September 2, 2012

RIP Turtle... our kick ass bunny.













About five years ago I got this wild hair up my ass that Jade (who was two at the time) needed a pet. I immediately hoped in the car with Aunt Steph and we headed down to the pet store to look for animals.  We went to the local Petco and there in the cage with a white bunny sat our brown bunny. His price tag was 90 dollars and some change. That didn't include the cage, bedding and food that was needed. After we picked him out they put him in a box and we brought our guy home. Driving home Steph and I were throwing ideas back and forth about what we should name him. Steph threw out Turtle... and from that point on we had a rabbit named Turtle.  Once we got home we realized they didnt charge me the 90 dollars for the bunny so we called them to let them know and paid for him.

Turtle has lived with us in our South Mountain apartment, Lehi house, the condo, my mother in laws and a year in our new home. Hes been part of our life for so long. We have grown and changed so many times since we brought that cute brown rabbit home from the pet store.

He was as bad-ass as a bunny could be. He would run across the floor and do flips in the air. Every time I would hold him he would lick my fingers. He was so cute when he would clean his self. I loved watching him do it.  He really became a part of my family.

Today I sent Chris downstairs to check out the basement soon after I hear him calling my name in a tone that instantly made tummy just dropped. I went down there and saw my brown bunny stiff as a board. Tears came to my eyes and didnt stop for a few hours. I guess  I didnt realize HOW much I loved him. I know they say you need to be strong for your kids... Not me. I just cried and cried. 

Chris was such an champ. When the waterworks started he just wrapped me in his arms and let me bawl for a little while. I cried to him that I wouldnt be able to touch him, but I would clean up his things. I cried to him that I couldnt believe i was crying. I cried that I didnt cry like this when fish died.  I basically cried and cried and couldnt believe I was crying.  Chris was so awesome. Our first plan was to put him in a box to burry him. I told Chris we had to put him in our backyard. He told me it was illegal to burry your pets in the back yard, I didnt care. As we put him in the box, chris reaches over and grabs his food dish, his chew toys and a few other toys and puts them in the box with him. He said Turtle would appreciate it. 

Next was breaking the news to Jade. All she could ask us was "did you shake his cage? how do you know he is gone?". Later he was outside in his chip box coffin and i see Jade shake the box, then shake it harder and then just start crying. Man that was difficult to see and is hard to even think about her doing it - brings tears right back to my eyes.

All paisley would do is run around saying "Turtle die mama" "Turtle die ! "

We started digging the plot for the chip box coffin but quickly realized we would not be able to dig as deep as we wanted to (our soil is more a mixture huge rocks and medium rocks mixed with shitty dirt). So we got him out of the box, laid some of his bedding down as well as his other goods and we buried our Turtle then said a little prayer.

Its been a tough day for the Taylor Family. 


The Box Coffin

Digging the plot

Jade w/ Turtle in his coffin

She wanted to write him a message

This is a picture she drew of me. Those are my tears

Her drawing of turtle 

Turtle in his burial plot.

His Headstone Jade made.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

I :: h*e*a*r*t :: Pinterest :)

Want to know what I've been doing since I've been unemployed?
( Besides the obvious of mom/wife duties.)



 Im so addicted to Pinterest its gross. Here are a few before and afters.
Before
After

After #2
After #3




Before
After

The before, of the after, of the first before

Before
After

The before of the after.
Before

After. Cupcakes for Anni's birthday









Before
After


Before
After (Half eaten)

Before
After 
Before
After. These were Paisleys birthday "Thank-You"s

Before




After. A bridal shower gift for my Aunt.







Before
After. The "thank you" for Jade's Kindergarden teacher 

Monday, August 27, 2012

I LOVE my "job"

I hear silent kids (nap time), my washing machine swishing, the dryer drying, the dishwasher going, dyi network or HGTV in the background and the sound of my broom sweeping up a collection of trash from the past few days - my brain just thinks about everything that pops into it. 

Today my brain seemed to be obsessed with being a homemaker. Here is exactly how I feel.
I LOVE having a clean home, LOVE IT. I feel clean when my home is clean, when its cluttered I feel anxious and dirty myself. Its just nice to have a clean home , period.

I've noticed that maintaining a home is NEVER ENDING. And have you ever noticed even if you are caught up on things to do around the house, so you take a break for a day, that the next day the home is bombed? Even days I dont think I need to do anything around the house so i leave or just hang out, the next day my home is clustered again. Its mind blowing to me how quickly thinks can go from cleaning to embarrassingly messy (like where if someone came over one would be embarrassed). 

Today while I'm cleaning up from this weekends festivities Im noticing all of the fingerprints on my walls (Or cheese fingers courtesy of cheetos ), I wipe them off and it hits me. " I swear just last week i was washing fingerprints off of this exact spot." The life of a homemaker is never ending. You can never predict how the day will actually turn out. I can never guess the mood my kids will wake up in or what kind of messes they can make with their imagination.  Im always making a " To-do list". I swear its a mile long, and i will never be able to catch up. Everyday things are added to my list but i just dont have enough time in the day to do it all.

While some days are hard for the most part being a homemaker is really rewarding. I love the feeling when i sit down after kicking ass cleaning the house. "Whew its clean... for now" is usually what i think.  

Above being able to clean my home I LOVEEEEEEEE being home with my girls all day. I love getting Jade ready for school and packing her lunch. I love Paisley from the "mommy help me out of my bed"-s  in the morning to the "me do it! " -s with everything we do.  It so much fun to see them grow into the little people they are.

Im so lucky to be able to do what I do. Im lucky for a husband who busts his ass so I can stay home.

LOL

How Chris wishes I would greet him when he gets home

LOL, truth! 
HAHA


For real

Totally feel this way sometimes (Less now that one child is in school a day)

For real!!! Wish i could make this on top of Chris' pay :)

Ive been asked this once or twice- my reply was not nice

One perk of the job :)


amen!!