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{things that make me smile}

There are definitely lots of things that make me smile, however the following were some that just came to mind, and obvi they are mostly about my mister baby snuggle bunny boo {yea, I don't like that one either... trying to come up with something other than "Mr. Baby" for him, now that he is a whole year old! My hubby said we can still call him Mr. Baby though :)}

Whole family dance parties {yes even Gunner enjoys a little boogy time}. We turn on some solid beats, and get our groove on. Little mister B is quite a booty shaker!

This is as good of a shot as I could get... I'll keep trying. He gets a little glazed over with phone envy instead of dancing when I pull out the ol' iPhone. 
Also, don't mind the exposed wires in the background. They're compleeeetly safe. Mr. B has only bitten them once. Kidding! Kidding. Well, he probably would if I let him. Or, if I wasn't looking. Anywho, I am trying my hand at being an electrician. I'm about to call in the big guns though, because I once tried to be a plumber. I installed a faucet in our guest bathroom. It works just fine. But, every time a guest comes over and uses it, they get sprayed. Directly, smack dab, right square in the crotch! Hilarious? Yes. Practical? No. Let's just say, I don't use that sink. 

Getting cuddles from my boy. Seriously this is the best. Like, melt my heart, wanna freeze time by putting my two index fingers together, best. {DO you guys remember that show, Out of This World? The girl could freeze time by pointing her two index fingers together. Her dad was some outerspace guy, who spoke to her from this weird box on their coffee table. Strange. But, it was like my fav show when I was little.} Anyway, it's true. I want to stop time and embrace these moments forever, because someday, probably much sooner than I would like, he won't want my snuggles. Boo.

Cleaning up dinner and listening to the hubs and Mr. B giggle while getting him {the babe} ready for his bath. I'm not real sure what they do, but I hear a lot of manly grunting, and boy stuff. Followed by an occasional high pitched squeal from my Brody-boy. I swear he thinks he is part bird.

Hearing that my hubby's grandma watches the Bachelor.

On a totally separate note, one thing that doesn't make me smile, and makes me real nervous:
Seeing the gas man come to fill up our bulk tanks, while smoking a cigarette!!!!! I mean, come on. Really? He must hate his life. However, I really like mine, so dear gas man: please stop smoking around our house while filling up our tanks with highly explosive liquid, called gasoline. Thanks.

ps. it's my brotha's bday - holla!

pps. *7 hours later* I got yet another dancing video of the babes. Yes, probably overkill, but I thought it might be worse to do a whole new post on it :)


  1. Heheh I love the video of your son dancing! So cute! :D

  2. awww this baby is incredibly adorable!
    I really love this post :)


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