Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Broken Promises of Parenting

(This is Chicka. Isn't she cute?)
This adorable little puppet , Chicka, and I have recently become acquainted. When Caderyn gets his inhaler treatment and then his nebulizer breathing treatment the only thing that keeps the big guy from wiggling out of my arms is some quality cartoon time. When Jeff and I were pregnant with Caderyn we did what I call "The Grand Parent Bluff." We sat around daydreaming about how we would be perfect parents. We would never raise our voices in frustration or fear (my kid was discovered on top of our kitchen table recently), our child would eat only organic meals and our child would never, ever watch television.
All of those "daydream promises" have been broken. It shattered my heart a little when I found out the beautiful bubble world I had created for my child would never be. I still think Jeff and I are good parents. Did I mention that Caderyn was recently discovered on top of our kitchen table? I had ducked into our laundry room to throw a load in the washer and when I came out he was standing on the table hovering dangerously close to the edge. My heart just about stopped and I did what I like to call the Kermit the Frog reaction. My mouth went wide open and made "Gahhhhhh" sounds and my arms flailed around frantically. I'm sure Caderyn thought it looked pretty funny.
"Caderyn, No!" I said. I startled him a little (not a lot though) and he looked at me and said, "No no no," with the wave of his little pointer finger. I have no idea where he learned the pointer finger wave from (his Grandma Swan). But this instance proved to me that most parents probably can't make it through the 18-years of their children's lives without raising their voices sometimes.
Before I had Caderyn I made a promise to myself that I would only feed my child organic food. Well, I breastfed for 7 months- that's pretty organic and then when Caderyn got into the baby food stage those were all organic too. I wanted to try making my own baby food, but when a girl works a very full-time job and is going back to school there are just some things you can't do.When Caderyn got into the people food stage we tried oh so hard to keep everything as healthy as possible, but a family's budget can only take so much and eating completely organic is pricey. The one thing I've adamantly kept up with is the organic milk. Caderyn has only had organic milk in this household. So I broke my organic promise. Sometimes it frustrates me that organic food isn't more affordable, but at the same time my son is just fine and he poops like a champion so I think we're fine in the tummy department.
And my final day dream has been television. I grew up playing outside with my friends- of course I also watched television. I think I turned out just fine, but before Caderyn was born I had that panicly feeling that my child would turn into one of the television zombie children we see today. Jeff and I talked and talked about how our child would never watch t.v. and would grow up outside appreciating the outdoors...Try telling that to yourself when there's a foot of snow on the ground and its -20 degrees.
Now that we're doing breathing treatments twice a day for prevention, I turn the television on to Sprouts and let Caderyn enjoy The Wiggles or Rory The Racing Car during the morning. We also get a special treat when this little Chicka comes on. I can't believe I'm even writing about this, but that puppet is freaking cute. She squeaks/chirps what she says and you can amazingly understand her. Caderyn loves her. Everytime she comes on when we're in breathing treatment mode he squeals, "Chicka!" and is enthralled with whatever she does. At night, during breathing treatment, we watch Nina's Fables and then watch Chicka read a bedtime story before her Barnyard friends tuck her in.
So although I've broken my t.v. promise to my son, I will admit its pretty dang cute watching him get so excited about seeing this chicken puppet come on. Plus, we don't watch t.v. all that much and we spend lots of time playing and snuggling and reading.
So, I have resolved that the perfect parenting world will never truly exist.You will sometimes have to raise your voice, your child might have McDonalds without you ever knowing and your television might have to become a time passer at least once or twice during the day (ours is mainly for the breathing treatments). My mind is assaulted by waves of guilt occasionally with this realization, but all I have to do is look at my sweet little boy and see how happy and healthy (aside from the breathing issues) he is growing up to be.
Did I mention I love this little boy?
He woke up this morning going, "Mommy? Daddy? Mommy? Daddy?" Over and over until we came in to get him and give him good morning kisses. He's watching Chicka wish her friends Happy Birthday right now with a big smile on his face and  I love it.
Here's a cute Chicka clip for those of you wondering what the heck I'm talking about

Sunday, November 21, 2010

The ChronicWHATcles of Narnia Have Nothing to Do With This Post

But it has been a "Lazy Sunday."

Well, its official. My Jeffy is a member of the National Guard.
He leaves for Basic Training on January 19 and won't be back until March 30.
I'm still very nervous about going through those ten weeks without him. I'm also bummed he'll miss mine and Caderyn's birthdays. I'm a huge B-day fan. My birthday is MY special day (same with Caderyn). When Jeff told me how long he was going to be gone a little voice inside me squeaked, "But who will help me celebrate my birthday?" Insert sad, frowny face here.
Ok. Done being selfish.
I am so proud of Jeff. I'm proud of his determination and courage to take this next step in our lives.
Bear with me January 19-March 30. I might go slightly crazy from being a single parent, stress, or loneliness.
I might also just become a recluse with Caderyn and never leave the house. I do I so like indenting my body groove into the couch on a Friday night. It's funny to think that three or four years ago the concept of staying in on a Friday night was unfathomable. It was all about going out and socializing and drinking and dancing. I still like to socialize and dance (whee!). Drinking's okay...I rarely do it anymore. But now if I had to choose between going out or staying in I'd probably choose to stay in. I can also use Caderyn as leverage in this argument because that little man wakes up at 6:00 a.m. rain or shine. So would I rather bury myself into the couch and fall asleep by 10:00 p.m. so that I can get a blissful 8 or 9 hours of sleep OR would I rather get all gussied up and go out until the wee hours of the morning. Barely sleep and then zombie-stumble through the day. Not fun for me. Not fun for Caderyn. Wow. I went off on a very random tangent here.
Must be from lack of sleep.
Caderyn's still struggling to breathe. We emergency called the medical supply company at 6:00 a.m this morning to get Caderyn's nebulizer and inhaler ASAP. Hopefully these will help because that poor little boy is struggling to catch his breath and can't stop coughing. Oye. I worry about that guy. He's unfazed, running all over the house and climbing all over the furniture. He loves showing off and pushing his trucks as fast as he can across the dining room. He's such a trooper.

Mr. Meticulous

Last week...or maybe the week before I posted about how Caderyn LOVES lining his trucks up and makes sure they are perfect.
I finally got around to uploading the pictures of proof. I promise you, all of these trucks have been lined up by my son and no one else.  Pretty good for a 20-month-old, eh?
He's constantly moving. This was the best picture I could get of him actually lining them up. As you can see, he didn't stop.

Pretty trucks all in a row

There's the big guy


More trucks

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Pillow Landing

Someone sure is goofy.

7 pounds to go

As some of you know I have been on the Weight Watchers Band Wagon since May of 2009.
It took me quite a while to find out what works best for my weight loss plan. I'd say it took me until August of this year to really have it click. Since August I have steadily lost over 19.6 pounds. It took me a year and a half to lose 20 pounds before the lightbulb flashed above my head.
Since August I have lost every week that I've weighed in and I only missed one weigh in (I was in Phoenix). The past two weeks have been more frustrating, having only lost .2 and then .8. I mean, hey, its still a loss, but when you're losing 1-3 pounds a week on average those numbers with point (.) get to be your worst enemy.
I weighed in today. I usually weigh in Fridays around 11:45, but my Friday was so busy I decided I would have to go Saturday morning. Friday was a little tough. I wanted pizza all day (yes I still get cravings), but I powered through and had a pizza english muffin (3 points) for dinner. This morning I woke up to an even whiter winter wonderland than the night before. It took all my motivation to get Caderyn and myself all bundled up and into the car. I would much rather have stayed at home snuggled under blankets, watching cartoons and drinking coffee (me, not Caderyn). The roads were super yucky, but we made it across town to the weigh in location. Got inside, changed into my super light weigh in clothes (I'm superstitious) and stepped on the scale. HUZZAH! I'm back on track. I lost 1.2 pounds this week. 39.6 total. Can you believe I've lost almost 40 pounds and have only 7 pounds left to go to my goal? Can you believe I let myself gain that much weight when I was pregnant. Woof! Never again. I'm pumped. My goal is be at pre baby weight  by Christmas. I'm so close!
I'm trying to decide what I want to do once I reach that goal- besides drink a deliciously unhealthy milkshake.
I might splurge- if Jeff lets me- and buy a pretty new outfit. Or maybe I'll let Jeffy take me out to a swanky dinner. Who knows!

Wish me luck.

P.S. Does anyone else notice that I tend to use parentheses a lot (I like them).

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Can you feel it?

Thanksgiving is ONE week away. And, with Thanksgiving comes one of my most favorite sports BLACK FRIDAY SHOPPING. This video has been motivating me all week. 

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

My son is just the best.
Some days are a struggle to establish the rules (he likes to think he's in control) or to get anything accomplished, but, for the most part, my kid is pretty stellar.

Here are some Top Ten Reasons Why My Son is the Best

1. He can shake his money maker. He loves to dance to music and I love to watch him dance to music.
2. He can make animal sounds sound sooooo cute. Like "Mooo" or "Baaaa"
3. He LOVES to read. On average we read at least 5-10 books a day and he follows along. He laughs at clowns or funny sayings and he points out what he recognizes. Right now he's really into Dr. Seuss. I think it's because he likes the way my voice sounds when it rhymes.
4. He LOVES trucks and cars and airplanes and boats....etc. etc. Did I mention that I had a little boy?
5. He is usually just so happy to see his mommy or daddy or anyone he knows.
6. Like his mommy was when she was little, this little guy has a special blankie he can't sleep without. He drags the soft, silky corners of it across his face when he's tired or upset as a comfort. I LOVE IT.
7.He makes footie pajamas look SO stylish.
8. He gives kisses to everyone.
9. He's a goofball. Thank Heavens!
10. That boy can pass wind just as loud as his father. I think that's a pretty huge deal coming from a little boy.

Today and everyday I am thankful for my beautiful son, Caderyn.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Thankfully Merry and Bright with Some Pumpkin Pie on the Side

I'm torn about decorations.
I love them SO much. I am a decoration hoarder. I have crates and crates of decorations. Each holiday has at least one crate or, if its a bigger holiday, like Christmas maybe 5-10 crates. Not joking.
I do go through my decorations every year as I put them up and try to re-organize what I really use and what should just go in the garage sale pile. For example, this year, I put a pumpkin stand in the garage sale pile. Go me (of course I bought pumpkin lights and a Frankenstein yard decoration so that really defeated the purpose of getting rid of that stand).
I don't have many Thanksgiving decorations, but what I do have I love. I have this cute little window turkey with floppy legs and some pumpkins that carried over from Halloween.
I must ask this- how soon is too soon to put Christmas decorations up? I love my Turkey day decorations, but I have so many Christmas decorations that I'm starting to sweat a little just thinking of all the fun work it will be to put everything up.
I've brought a few things up from our demonic looking basement (because that's what it looks like and I won't go down there alone unless Jeff's home) but it looks weird to have a Santa decoration next to a turkey. The colors clash horribly and I feel like I'm robbing my Thanksgiving decorations of their special day. Good lord, did I just say that? Yep, I did.
For now, I've resolve to wait until next Tuesday (don't ask me why I chose Tuesday) to start putting up my Christmas decorations. I still feel like that's too early, but oh well.

Today I am thankful for pretty decorations that help make the holidays feel special. I always had so much fun helping my mom and grandparents decorate when I was growing up that I get all giddy inside thinking of how much fun I want decorating to be for my children.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Trying to Catch Our Breath

Ever since Caderyn contracted RSV at 5 weeks old, his little lungs just can't keep up with the big germs that hit his body.
Since June, Caderyn has been to the doctor 10 times, each for breathing difficulty and double ear infections. He usually gets put on a nebulizer and given antibiotics (Did I mention I'm thankful for doctors).
Caderyn's had a cough since Monday and I've been watching him like a hawk. He's been in a fabulous mood all week and has been eating like a horse so we waited until today to take him in. He's honestly seemed great aside from an icky cough and runny nose. Last night I noticed the skin around his ribs pulling just a little bit more than usual when he breathed so I put my ear up to his chest- sure enough, I heard wheezing.
Dang it.
He went to sleep without a problem, but coughed a little more than usual through the night. He slept in and when he woke up he was still coughing, so, listening to my "mother's instincts" I made the call to the doctors office.
They tested his oxygen levels- as always. And, as always, they were low. Oxygen levels should be running at 100 percent. Caderyn's were at 94. When he had RSV they were at 88 percent. So they were low. The doctor listened to his chest and heard the wheezing. She looked through his past visit records and told me she thought that Caderyn had been in enough recently to determine that he had asthma. She also was able to see that Caderyn had a double ear infection and a throat infection.
So now, we have to go back on Friday and go through an informational session about asthma and they're going to run some more tests. This means we'll have to give Caderyn a nebulizer treatment at least once a day during the winter to prevent further breathing problems. I'm so frustrated and feel like perhaps this is my fault? Is it because I didn't breast feed long enough? I had to quit, I got the flu and was knocked out for a week when Caderyn was 7 months old. My milk just dried up. Is it because he's at daycare? No, hundreds of kids go to daycare in this town and they all share the same germs. Jeff couldn't manage working nights and then taking care of Caderyn during the day as well, so it was a necessary move we had to make. I wash Caderyn's hands as soon as we leave daycare, I bundle him up when we go outside, he is bathed at least once a day. Our house is drafty because its old, but we keep the heat on and always make sure Caderyn is bundled.
I hate that my child might be asthmatic and dread the idea of this impacting his being active.
Caderyn just woke up from his nap now and is hacking, so I'd best run and grab him. Keep our little guy in your thoughts and also Jeff's cousin. Her little boy is also struggling.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

Some of might know that I've been doing Weight Watchers for almost two years now. Since that time I have lost 38 pounds and counting with only 8 pounds to go to be at my "GOAL" weight. Woo!

I lost again today and was so excited that I celebrated by buying myself a VERY large Peppermint Mocha from Starbucks (Not an ad I just freaking love this coffee). Last year at this time, I was getting myself at least two of those mochas a week. Now, I'm getting one every other week if I'm lucky.

Today though I thought I'd celebrate by getting a big one. I love it. It tastes amazing. As does all coffee (with a little hint of flavored creamer). I'm so thankful for coffee. It has basically kept me alive these past 20 months. Thank you caffeine from keeping the impending zombie apocalypse in my body due to lack of sleep from emerging. I heart you. I'm sure if Caderyn could say more than "Hat" "Ball" "Lucy" "Mommy" "Daddy" "Moo" or "Baa" he would thank you too for keeping his mommy perky.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Thankfully Thankful for being Imaginative

About a week and a half ago I decided that I needed to spend more time with Caderyn. 
Usually I rush away from work at 4:00 p.m., rush to daycare to pick him up, rush home; rush him inside; start rushing to make dinner etc. etc. That's a whole lotta rushing! I've decided that dinner can usually wait and so can cleaning. My time now is dedicated to playing with Caderyn when we first get home. We snuggle, we read books, we play with his trucks, we color....kind of... not... because he just likes throwing the crayons. 

Side note: Yesterday all he wanted to do was sit on my lap with his blanket and watch me throw Lucy's toys for her. It was so sweet and I finally realized that he does need me. 

So last week, we came home and started playing trucks. For those of you that haven't been around my son before should know that my boy loves all things that have to do with trucks, boats or airplanes. LOVES THEM. Caderyn can spot an airplane in the sky before any of us because he looks for the speed tracks from jets or he must always constantly be listening because he points immediately and, sure enough, there's a plane. 
So there we were playing trucks. I grabbed a stuffed panda toy for him and told him, "Caderyn, this is the doctor."
We proceeded to play rescue with his big fire truck  We would put a truck somewhere on a chair or the couch or a window ledge and I would pretend to make a "hurt truck" voice. I'd say, "Oh no Caderyn, that truck has a hurt tire/motor/windshield wiper etc. lets go rescue it. We'd put Doctor Panda in the back of the fire truck and make siren noises until we had driven the fire truck over to the hurt truck. You following?
Then, Doctor Panda would get out and "fix" the hurt truck and the fire truck would take the hurt truck to the "hospital" aka Caderyn's toy bins. 
Got it? Caderyn sure did. It's the only thing he plays now besides lining his trucks up perfectly- picture coming later tonight.
I was making dinner yesterday and listening to Caderyn jabber. All I heard was him going "Ooooh noooo." It only took the second "Oh no" for me to look and there was my little boy, playing rescue by himself. He would take a smaller truck and put it on the windowsill and then put Doctor Panda in his fire truck and go "Ooooh Nooo" and vroom over to the truck. Doctor Panda would come out, Caderyn would pretend to fix the truck and then that said "hurt" truck would be loaded into the fire truck and vroomed back to the "hospital" aka Caderyn's toy bins. 

It warmed my heart and might have made me just a tiny bit emotional to know that my son enjoyed the special times he got to play with me. It also made me really excited to think he was starting to create and imagine all on his own.
I'm thankful for imaginations- especially mine- because I'm pretty sure I passed it on to my son.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

Today I am thankful for heat. Without the nice electric furnace in our house right now I would be one chilly woman! I love how it kicks in and sends delicious warmth through our house. I love curling up under a blanket on the couch to read or watch a movie and feeling the heat of the stove envelope me. I fall asleep too easily when that baby is on!

Thankfully Thankful: Tuesday

Yes, I have again fallen behind in my thankful posts. Good heavens have we been busy lately!
Yesterday I was thankful for my  babysitter, Jaime.
Jaime comes three times a week (and sometimes extra) to give me my workout time. She is so good with Caderyn and he just adores her and I adore the fact that I feel comfortable leaving her with him.
I am thankful that she gives me the chance to have an hour to myself.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

This one is a repost from last year, but man, am I thankful for such great parents.
They are just the best a girl, son-in-law and grandson could ask for.

What's On My Netflix?

Season 3 of Dexter. And I love it oh, so much.

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

I am thankful for doctors.
Without doctors in our world, my son might not have survived childbirth or the RSV infection he got when he was 5 weeks old.
First and foremost, I am thankful that they are able to answer the questions I can't and have answers to something I have no idea about. The ease my worries and care for my son.
The tell me when his ears have an infection, provide creams for his sore bottom and listen to his little lungs when their wheezing turns my hair gray.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

For Saturday.
Today I am thankful to the person who invented/created socks. Yes, socks. My feet are ALWAYS cold- especially now that its Fall. If it weren't for socks, Jeff probably wouldn't let me share the bed with him because of the icicles I would be hiding under the sheets. He shrieks (like a girl) when I crawl back into bed after snuggling Caderyn and try to snuggle him and am not wearing socks. My initial instinct is to get my feet between his legs (if he's on his side) because they warm up faster that way. However, if he's on his back I usually throw one leg over his and bury that foot under a leg. If I'm not wearing socks, Jeff gets an chilly wake-up call.

Thankfully Thankful

I'm a day late on this post so its going to be another TWO post day.
Yesterday I had a test in my Foundations of Education class. I had been studying all week, but still didn't feel very comfortable with my knowledge of the subject matter so I took the morning off work.

I am thankful I work at an institution that allows me flexibility with my time. I can work from home, volunteer (which counts as work time) or build up comp time so I rarely have to take vacation time.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Sterling Cattle Corn Maze and Halloween Part 2

He was getting tired and wouldn't let Mommy out of his sight. This is what he would do if I moved even two feet away.

Bouncing in the Hay Jump. Wooo! Look at my white legs. Sexy.
Bouncing with Mommy
"Cow" rides with Mommy. Our cows name was Tessie and she was a spitfire.

He LOVED the tractor

So happy to sit on one

Farmer Caderyn

Looking at people running through the maze

The giant corn maze that took 45 minutes to get through. I have an excellent sense of direction thank you very much :)

Mr. Giraffe ready to go trick-or-treating


Our first stop at Great-Grandma and Grandpa's. Look at how that kiddo carries his bag.
Playing with Great-Grandma and Grandpa

Screams in the night. A Halloween Story? No. But You Would Think That.

Caderyn has usually been such a good boy about going to sleep at night. I've honestly thought that bedtime was his most favorite part of the day. Apparently, as of Monday, I thought wrong.
Usually he has his cup of milk, we read two books, brush his teeth and put him to bed and he almost immediately goes to sleep.
Since Monday he SCREAMS. We check everything- is he wet? Is he too hot or cold? Is he still thirsty? Is there something in his room that might be scaring him?
Usually all of my answers to these are NO. So I cuddle him for a minute, tell him I love him and that I'm right outside and put him back to bed. S-C-R-E-A-M-S!
Last night was the third night of this chaos, so I decided I would let him cry it out. Forty-five minutes later I was at my wits end and I don't think Caderyn had taken a breath. We had changed him into cooler jammies, given him a drink of water, restarted his night time music and even brought in a nightlight. But nothing would stop this boy from crying.
So I did what I've done the past two nights. I brought him out into the living room and snuggled on the couch with him. He immediately stops crying and curls up and closes his eyes. WHAT THE HECK? Have I had the blinders pulled over my eyes so quickly?
So before I transitioned him back to his bed I did some brainstorming and grabbed an extra pillow from our room and let him sleep in his bed with a pillow. He almost immediately went back to sleep when I put him in his crib.
I don't know yet if this is what was bothering him but man i sure hope so because I don't know if I can take another night of screaming. Plus, I have a HUGE test tomorrow.
"Look at my mom everyone! I have her wrapped around this pointer finger of mine!"

Update as of 11:00 p.m.: Caderyn went to bed without a fuss. He cuddled up on his pillow and made a little "huh" sound- kind of like "huh, this big fluffy thing is kind of awesome." Jeff and I are PUMPED.

Thankfully Thankful

This one might sound silly, but today I am thankful for mascara.
As a redhead, I have very light eyelashes and sometimes look a little scary without any color on my lashes.
So today, I am thankful for mascara which completes my makeup look almost every day.
If I were to be left on a desert island and had the choice of taking two things, one would be mascara. The other would be sunscreen.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Thankfully Thankful

I am continually and eternally grateful to have been blessed with such a wonderful family.

My own small yet growing family is the light of my life. Jeff, Caderyn and Lucy challenge me every day to be a better person and love unconditionally. With them in my life I work harder, care more and find that certain things in life I cared about before just don't matter as much as these three.

My parents are my saving grace. I love them more than words can say. I talk to them at least three times a day. The listen to me gripe, they listen to my woes, they listen to my happiness. They are supportive in the most positive of ways and they also don't hold back when they feel I'm making a poor choice They have helped to mold the person I am today and for that I am so thankful to have been raised by such wonderful parents who shared their ideals and love with my brother and I.

I am also thankful for my brother. He and I are very alike and yet very different in so many ways. He makes me laugh, he frustrates me and he makes me appreciate things I may not have appreciated as much before (Hello Goodwill!).  He and I will always share a close bond as brother and sister and we have great memories together thanks to our great parents.

I am thankful for my in-laws who have become my family through Jeff.
I am thankful for my grandparents, my aunts, my uncles and all of my cousins and second cousins. You know who you are :) And you know that you all ROCK!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The Epic Return of Thankfully Thankful

Last November, I posted every day until Thanksgiving about something I was thankful for. In the spirit of tradition, I'm going to continue this again.

Since I missed yesterday (sorry, I was busy) I'm going to post two things today

I am thankful for:
1. Willpower: Since August I have cut my sugar intake seriously and the results of this have been amazing. I am currently nine pounds away from being the exact weight I was when I got preggers. I am thankful I have the ability to say no to a sweet treat.

2. Glasses: I am a true blue contact wearer, but on days like today when I am pooped, my glasses are my best friends. They give my tired eyes a much needed break.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Sterling Cattle Corn Maze Part One

Our Halloween was so busy this year! So busy, that Caderyn stayed home from daycare today and slept from 9:30 a.m. unti l:00 p.m. Holy Smokes! Can we say tired stink pot?

Yesterday we went to Great Falls to share the holiday with Mema and Papa Windmueller.
We went out to the Sterling Cattle Corn Maze. It was so much fun! I highly recommend people go next year. They had a giant slide, kid mazes, tractor rides, hay jumps and, of course, the maze. We had a blast!
Let me take you on a walk down memory lane...

Playing with his trucks at Mema and Papa's before we headed out to Vaughn 

With Daddy
Getting ready to go down the slide with Mema
That was a big slide!
 Double whee!
Daddy and Papa went whee!
Getting ready for our first tractor ride
What fun
More pictures to come tomorrow!
Mommy's tired.

Happy Halloween from the Cutest Giraffe You've Ever Seen...

We had a very busy Halloween weekend. Lots of pictures and another blog post to follow. But, as you can see, Caderyn was the cutest giraffe EVER.

Photo courtesy of Lisa Kunkel