Double your Donovan!

I am so excited to tell you about our Double your Donovan sale going on right now! I'm giddy about it because one of my favorite designs is by Donovan Designs. We have a special right now through August 31, Donovan Designs will double your order for NO additional cost!! You can order 10 note cards and receive 10 more free!!! How cool is that? All you have to do is use coupon code DD0810.  Here are a couple of my favorites.

This first one is one my girlfriend ordered for her daughter and it's even cuter in person

Naturally I have to order the boy version for my youngest: 

How cute is this for the family?

One of my personal favorites:

I just love navy and green don't you? It's classic.

I have to run but I have several stories about my well behaved little ones ;)

Unfit Mother

Hello everyone! So, I've been an absent blogger lately, I'll tell you why. I'm almost embarrassed to share why I've been absent. Last week my husband was in NYC for work, yes, you heard right, an entire WEEK. He was going hog wild in NYC with his brother (his brother went with him) while I was here, alone with the kids, and we had the house painted so not only did I need to keep the kids busy during the day, I had to keep them away from the wet paint and all of our furnishings that were clumped together in the middle of the room. 
Tuesday, August 10.
He was gone for 2 days when I called 911. Have you ever had to call 911 (everything is fine)??? It's the scariest thing I've ever done and it was just like the movies. I called b/c the baby had a blanket over his head in the crib and was gasping for air. I panicked and completely lost it, screaming, crying and sure he was not okay, turns out he never really stopped breathing (thank goodness). I left him in the crib for a moment to feed the other two breakfast and he was crying the entire time. Suddenly he let out a shriek and then stopped crying. I found him with the blanket over his face and he was drooling, hands and feet were kicking like crazy (which is a good thing, in hindsight), I grabbed him and he seemed lethargic which is when I called 911. I was on the phone with 911, and screaming at my 4 year old to run to the neighbor's house. Of course, he didn't go over there he just kept asking "why mommy?", "why mommy?", I was crying on the phone while the operator was telling me "calm down ma'am, I can't understand you, is the baby breathing"...(he was breathing the entire time and I had no idea), I was freaked out by this question and decided to take the 4 year old and run next door. I shoved the middle child out of the way, slammed the door and ran with the baby next door, dressed in my nightgown, barefoot and no bra (I'm nursing so no bra is not a pretty sight). I'm still on the phone with 911, my neighbor comes out and I ask (wail is more like it) her if the baby is breathing and she says as calmly as if I've asked her what the weather is like, "if you mean smiling and breathing, yes". I tell her that Clara is next door alone so we run back to my house and Clara is dressed in Vincent's hat and clothes and eating his bagel. We hear the sirens and I tell my neighbor that it's heading here, Vincent is crying because Clara is eating his bagel, thankfully neither kid seems to be affected by my shrieking and continue to carry on as if it's another Tuesday. Paramedics arrive and are so kind and relieved that the baby is fine. I'm sure he never actually stopped breathing, I just overreacted to seeing him like that. I now know how I act in a crisis and it's not pretty. 
The paramedics ask what happened and then ask if I have 3 boys and for some reason this makes me laugh and  I then have to explain that Clara is a girl, she just likes to wear her brothers clothes and shoes.  I can laugh about this now and I'm grateful everything is okay.


Thursday, August 12.
I'm putting Clara's jammies on her and Sam (the baby) is screaming in his swing, and I hear my oldest "I can't take the crying" and then muffled cries from Sam and then loud screaming from him again and then "I can't the crying" again muffled cries from the baby so I run out and see my oldest holding a pillow over the baby's face. I panic and scream at him and remind him of why I called 911 just 2 days ago.  


My only job now is to make sure the baby makes it to his first birthday in 8 months. It's going to be a loooong 8 months. Is summer over yet????


Tomorrow, I'll post pictures of my must have stationery for girls...cute, cute, cute!

Clara Strikes Again

Hi! I created this blog to write about paper and my love for a well written pretty note. Here I am again talking about Clara. This child gives me so much material to write about I cannot possibly write about anything else. Big brother refers to her as "the girl", today he says "the girl is up" (from her nap), then we hear loud screaming and crying as if she were in pain so we both run in her room and she's naked stuck between the crib and the wall and struggling for dear life. I have no idea how she climbed out of the crib on the side that was pushed against the wall but she managed to and had to take all of her clothes and diaper off before she did it. This girl is going to keep me on my toes, I cannot leave her alone for a minute. 


Last night I attempted to bathe all three kids by myself (in our master bath) and I had the baby bathed and in the crib in my room, Clara was bathed and in her jammies, and as  I was drying the oldest, I hear my husband yell "NOOOO", so I jumped up and he grabbed Clara out of the baby's crib. What was she doing? Obviously,  she was shoving her toothbrush down his throat and guess what? He DID NOT LIKE IT. He was gagging and crying. My main job used to be keeping the kids fed, clean and happy. My only job now is to keep baby Sam alive. 

This is Clara and Sam after the incident in big brother Vincent's chair. Clara's pajama's are on backwards, it's the only way to guarantee she'll keep them on. 

Today's outfit.

She's one of a kind and my life would be too easy and boring if I didn't have her. My middle, the one I always wanted. 

Now, on to bigger and sometimes better, my oldest, I adore him. He watches Clara act up and then he hugs me and says "I didn't do that did I mommy?" He's smart. He's clever. He's a kiss up. He thinks of 100 reasons why he cannot go to bed yet...he didn't hug me, he didn't kiss me, he didn't kiss Sam, he's hungry, he's thirsty, he forgot to tell me he loves me, he forgot our plans for tomorrow. He thinks I'm a sucker. He likes to wake up at 5 am. He wakes me up at 5 am by standing in my face until I acknowledge him. True to his sweet nature he asked me if I was waiting for him to come hug me...5 am. God bless him.

 Clara, Sam, Vincent and cousin Shaman. I love these babies!!