1. Hair Color. I was born a blonde and I feel like a blonde at heart. My eyelashes and eye brows are white blonde, but the roots on my head are dark brown. My husband prefers for me to stay blonde, although he’s never seen me any way but blonde. I have a hair appointment on September 1 and will get to make my final decision then. Do I get back to my natural color or stick with the blonde? One thing’s for sure… I’m not cutting any hair off! My friend Pretty in Pink Megan did one of those InStyle virtual makeovers on me and gave me a few different styles of dark hair and I kind of liked it. But she also gave me a tan, so I just don’t know!
2. Potty Training. I’m being taunted. Taunted by the big piece of porcelain in our bathroom. I need to gather up all of supplies and prizes so I can be fully prepared and organized before we start. I’m also pretty sure I can’t do it alone at home because of Hayes. KK is going to come down to help me with Hayes so we can knock this out! I just hope we’re ready. I hate to start before we’re ready. But I’ve heard so many success stories lately… and they were BOY success stories, so I’m thinking we can do this. I already got Hudson some underwear that I think he’ll be excited about. I just can’t believe we’re already here and it’s time to do this.
3. Discipline. Holy toddler town, Batman. I thought we had managed to avoid the high-pitched screaming in our house. But, oh no! Oh no! Not so fast. The high-pitched screaming is here. Hudson screams at Boudreaux for looking at him the wrong way. He screams when we correct him on anything. He just screams. I’ve pulled out all of the parenting books I’ve accumulated over the years and I’ve got my computer ready to watch the Moms on Call toddler session.
4. FOOD. Food. Food. Food. Food. Yes, this is a thought that is frequently at the front of my mind. And lately it’s all about making good choices and when I last ate and how much I ate. Eating lean protein and fresh vegetables and sweet fruit. I can get over the loss of French fries, but may sneak a bite of Hudson’s “Chick-a-lay” waffle fries every now and then. But can I get over the loss of sweets?
5. Cupcakes. Every single day, visions of cupcakes dance through my head. Maybe if I’d just go ahead and eat a dang cupcake I’d get over it. I think it’s really just the icing that I want. Yesterday, I wanted a piece of almond wedding cake. Since I didn’t have a wedding to attend and I’m not an amazing baker who can just whip up an almond flavored cake, I ate a handful of raw almonds. Believe me, I’m not depriving myself and I can usually find ways around these cravings. But will this be my life? Will I be haunted by cupcakes every single day? I can’t eat a cupcake every day, but I know I’ll want to eat a cupcake every day and I’ll think of eating a cupcake every day. But I lost another two pounds last week, so it’s worth it. I can be deprived of a cupcake in exchange for two pounds gone.
6. Fall. Autumn. A change in season. It truly can’t come soon enough. Our temperatures have dropped into the low 90s and it really has made a huge difference. The mornings and evenings are cooler and comfortable for walking outside, finally. But I’m ready for fall clothes and football and chili and Halloween. I say it every single year, but you will never ever hear me complain about the weather being too cold. I love it!
7. I said “no” this week. Yay me.
8. I saw The Help again this past weekend. And I cried again. I think I may have liked it even more the second time. And every time I hear “You is kind. You is smart. You is important.”, I cry a little more. I think about my precious babies and how I hope they always know that.
9. School! School starts for Hudson on September 1 and I swear he’s counting down the days just like I am. Don’t get me wrong. This age is really challenging, but I love it so much. I love him so much. I love our time together every day. But we have run out of things to do here. And I’m glad the summer is almost over and for a few hours a day he’ll get a change of scenery. And then he can come home and tell me all about it and we can have a great time at home.
10. I talked to my dad yesterday and he said he read my blog post about Boudreaux and Hudson. He said I should have titled it, “A Dog and His Boy.” That made me think of one of my favorite Little Golden Books as a child, Mister Dog: The Dog Who Belonged to Himself. We read it to Hudson a lot now and I just love it. I still have my copy that my grandmother gave me. She wrote inside about how much my Dad loved it as a kid.
What’s going on with y’all?
Toodles, poodles!











